HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
I’ve been very, very busy the past two weeks. Mommy takes a lot of looking after, and I’ve been doing everyfing I can. Tipper helps, sometimes.
Tipper: She was MY momma first!
And now she’s MY mommy, too!
She’s working on something called “taxes”, and it makes her all discombobulated, so I help her.
Her office is awful messy! I keep reminding her she needs to clean it up, but she just tells me to get off the counter.
Sometimes Mommy gets in the car and takes it someplace, and I watch out the high window to make sure she doesn’t back over the ridge.
Sometimes she goes out on the front porch, and Tipper and I watch out the front window to make sure she doesn’t vanish.
Sometimes Tipper and I play, and sometimes we fight, but sometimes we sit on the same chair and be peaceful.
Tipper: Tell them about your joke.
Oh, yeah! Mommy and #4 Hooman Sister thought this was really funny. Look! I don’t have a head or a tail! I’m just a catloaf!
Hee hee hee! Those are #4’s coat and shoes. I like her, even though she picks me up and loves on me and tisses my head instead of letting me be impe– imbe– Help me, Tipper!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you like to be picked up and loved on and tissed on the head, mwah mwah mwah?