HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
This is my week to post, but Mommy asked me to post this thing she made for GISH about how picky-picky Tipper is when we have company:
Tipper Allen, Lord Snowbottom will attend family gatherings under the following circumstances:
- No dogs
- No children
- No humans except my hooman mother and hooman sisters
- No loud music
- Tickling Lord Snowbottom’s feet will be grounds for immediate cancellation of his presence.
NOW, all about ME!
Mommy and I went upstairs. I go upstairs a lot when the upstairs door is open. Mommy opens it when the weather is warm, so it’s warmer up there than it is downstairs. Mommy doesn’t go up there very much, because Poppy used all the upstairs rooms for stuff he did. Mommy and my hooman sisters go up there sometimes, but they always cry.
When Mommy went back downstairs, I came after her.
I stretched, and Mommy said, “Oh! Look at your terrible claws!” She knows she’s safe when I’m around!
Mommy got some catnip from somebody at the farmers market, and she stuffed some playtoys in the bag and then gave them to us. The little red puffball was my favorite!
Tipper liked the triangle.
Then we traded for a while.
We are lucky cats! Thank you, Mommy!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you like it better cool or warm?