HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
Tipper and I felt sickie this week. We weren’t romping or eating as much, and we started quirping. So Mommy looked up what could be wrong, and she thought it might be our food. #2 Hooman Sister said it could be a lergy, but we told Mommy no, we wanted new food.
So Mommy bought some Sensitive Stomach food and started mixing it with our regular food. We felt better right away!
I went back to my favorite job of clawing the back off of the table cloth.
I sat in the middle of Mommy’s TV table when she was getting ready to watch a show and eat lunch.
No, she didn’t give me any of her food. I don’t like nasty hooman food! I only like my own new food. And fish juice, but she wasn’t having fish.
I climbed on the TV stand and knocked Mommy’s papers onto the floor.
I did my bat appression again. I didn’t feel like doing that for a while. Mommy thought I was just tired of it, but I didn’t feel like it, and now I do again.
Mommy put a box on the floor, and I splored it for her.
Tipper and I romp in the day and romp in the night. We chase each other around the house, and in and out of Mommy’s bedroom. We bounce off the furniture — Mommy calls that Parkour, Poppy used to call it rumbling, but we call it romping.
To make up for it, I decided to be good and help Mommy pay the bills.
I’m such a good helper, she said I had done enough after only a minute!
Mommy says she’s so happy we feel better, she doesn’t care what we do. Sometimes, she says she’s going to put us back on the sickie food just to get some peace, but we all know she doesn’t mean that. Now I have to go romp some more. Bye!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you ever pretend to be another kind of animal?