Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what?
I askidentally got Chickie into trouble, and she got mad.
Well, first she really did do this: Momma has this toy she hung up for us.
It’s supposed to have a green feather on it for us to play with. This is where Momma found the feather.
Right next to where Chickie sleeps. I didn’t do that.
So then Momma got out this funny-looking thing. #4 Hooman Sister said it looks like a headless hippopotamus in a Cone of Shame.
Momma says that thing on the front is a suction cup to stick on her phone so it stands up.
Chickie got up and sniffed it. So, when Momma found it like this:
she thought Chickie robbed it off the table.
It was me.
But she said, “Gosh darn it, Chickie! Leave it alone!”
And Chickie got mad at me for getting her goshdarned.
So then we had a fight.
It looks like I’m winning, but she ALWAYS rolls over on her back and kicks me. That’s why I’m the only one with scratches on their nose.
We got over the fight, though, and Chickie got into her new box and I relaxed next to her and we talked about this and that until it was time for supper.
I like it better when we don’t fight. It’s easier on my nose.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Did you ever do something bad that somebody else got blamed for?