Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what?
Chickie already told you about The Sad Thing, so I won’t talk about Poppa going to the hospital and coming home and going away forebber.
I’m going to talk about other comings and goings. Like, the super-nice people who rent Granny’s house brought a big dog to visit. What makes them super-nice is that they didn’t bring her to MY house. Momma walked down to THEIR house to visit with her.
Momma said Ivorie (the dog) is about ten times fluffier than that, because she’s a Great Pyrenees, but she just got a summer “poodle” cut.
Another visitor wasn’t so nice. Momma planted potatoes in containers on the back porch, and this happened every day:
Finally, #4 hooman sister came over with some hot peppers, and she put the seeds and bebrabes —
CHICKIE: Membranes. Mommy called them membranes, not bebrabes.
Whatever. She put those in the pots, and the raccoon or whatever stopped digging the potatoes up.
And that reminds me: #4 hooman sister has been coming over a lot to keep Momma company. All the hooman sisters are calling her and texting her and coming to visit. I hardly even growl and run off and hide when they come over! #4 thinks it’s funny to aggrabate me and Chickie. It IS fun when she aggrabates Chickie, but not when she does me.
She’s a great player, though! She’s extra good with the fish-on-a-stick.
Sometimes Momma goes to the grocery. She likes it when I watch to make sure she gets out of the garage okay.
Sometimes Chickie sleeps on Momma’s bed next to her, but too far for Momma to pet her.
I love on Momma real close, and I do it when she’s awake.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you love on your hooman more when they’re awake or asleep?