Hewwo. Um, I’m Adi, okay?
EverMom had to give me anudder baff.
Chickie: Tell her what you did!
I don’t wanna.
Chickie: I told about how I poked a hole in Mommy.
Um, okay. She wrapped me up in a towel after my baff, but I didn’t like it and I wiggled out and jumped down, and I askidentally poked two holes in her arm and dey blooded a little. And my tail was wet for a long time.
MamaJess came to visit and she wanted to take a picture of me with my fluffiest floof showing. She said, “Adi, look over here,” and I did.
I hope PapaJoe comes to visit me again. I like it here, but I miss him.
De udder morning, I was very brave and went and sat on de footstool at de bottom of EverMom’s bed. I turnded on my UdderCat Early Warning System, but the udder cats didn’t come in.
EverMom dot a widdle shavey fing dat buzzes, and she holds me in her lap and slowly cuts de matts outa my fur. I don’t like it much, but I like it when she stops and I can just snuggle on her lap.
Guess what? Sometimes, Tipper and Chickie forget to hiss at me. Hehehehe!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you ever go a place dat might be dangerous?