Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what! I snagged all kindsa pictures from Momma’s camera. Way better than the ones Chickie got.
Chickie: Are not!
Here’s fat Clover, the groundhog cat, waiting for Momma’s new tomatoes to get big enough to steal.
And here’s a faun cat and their mother. I think I messed up the faun cat’s picture, trying to get the spots to show up.
Here’s a good picture of #4 Hooman Sister’s chinchilla cat, Dasha, eating her morning yogurt treat.
And here’s #4 Hooman Sister’s cat, Freyja. Momma calls these mug shots. She wouldn’t let Chickie use them, because she said they might remind Freyja of the bad old days, when she was the leader of a street gang.
But Momma says I’m the cutest, handsomest, funniest boy of all! Here I am, playing with the fish toy Adi’s Papa Joe brought her.
We still hiss and growl at Adi, but it’s mostly Chickie who does it now, not me. I’m the good one.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Did you ever get a new animal in your house? Did you ever get used to it? If you did, how long did it take?