HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
First, Mommy said to tell you she’s at a bar today, whatever that means. It must be a hooman fing. She said to tell you it’s the bee’s knees. I didn’t even know bees had knees!
Mommy says I can post again next week, because this week is about bisitors, which I don’t like.
First, #3 Hooman Sister came over with her younger son, and he brought his DOG! His dog’s name is Ein, and he’s a corgi. Mommy says that’s the kind of dog the Queen of England has, and she hopes the queen’s dog is as nice as Ein. I don’t like dogs, so I don’t know.
#4 Hooman Sister brought her cat, Freyja, to bisit. Freyja was a forlorn alley cat in a place #4 was working on archaeology, and she adopted #4. We been sniffing under the door of the room where Freyja is living here. I think we would fight. #4 thinks Freyja would win, because she’s little but she’s fierce, except with people.
Mommy thinks Freyja is pretty, but not as pretty as Tipper and I are.
In other news, I’ve been snuggling Mommy, but the other night Tipper came and chased me away! He said, “She’s MY hooman!” I said, “But you don’t snuggle her! Why can’t I have her when you aren’t using her? Why can’t you be her day cat, and I’ll be her night cat?” He said he’d think about that. So he’s been crawling into her lap more during the day.
Then one of the baby deer that’s growing up came by. They hang around all the time. Tipper and I don’t care, as long as they don’t try to take our hooman.
I’ll see you again next week, with pictures of ME!
Mommy asked me to ask you to let us know if the Ein slideshow works or not.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you have to share a hooman? Does it work?