HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
Poppy didn’t tell me to take care of Mommy before he Went Away, but I know he would want me to. So I do.
I guard out the window, so no bad cats or bugs or birds can come in.
I guard her jewelry that she puts out to sort through. Tipper sniffs it, but I guard it.
TIPPER: You were sniffing it, too!
Pictures, or it didn’t happen.
I tunnel under the tablecloth, to make sure everything is okay under there.
Most impawtent, I taste her tea, to make sure it’s sweet enough for my sweet Mommy.
We all take care of each other, ’cause that’s what fambly do.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: How do you take care of your hoomans?