Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what?
Momma went away two weekends in a row. Chickie and I thing that’s too much. Momma says she agrees. She says she’s too pooped to pop, whatever that means.
Chickie: It means a hooman who takes as many naps as a cat.
Well, she’s been doing that, so I guess you’re right.
We were napping together the other day. Well, she was resting, and I was keeping watch.
#4 Hooman Sister came to visit, and she and Momma got all excited. Now they understand why I run around, looking out the windows.
Momma went out on the porch, and took this picture.
Then she squealed because she was so happy, and the deer walked away.
Later that night, Chickie was bad, and I helped tell her better.
Chickie loves plastic. Momma is always telling her, “No plastic for Chickies. Plastic is bad for kitties.” But Chickie got some out of the trash and was carrying it around, licking it. So I told her no until Momma came and took the plastic away.
Momma has been petting us and loving on us even more than she usually does since she got back. She even loves on naughty Chickie. But I’m her best boy.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you like plastic? It’s bad for you!