Caturday: Chickie At Play

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HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!

Mommy gives us the best toys! The other day, she surprised me by leaving this string on the floor for me to find.

She leaves us crinkly paper bags, too, but Adi lies on top of them and squashes them. I got one open, though.

It’s hard to breathe in there, though, so I made a window.

Mommy is so good to us, I wanted to give her a treat, so I killed a cricket and left it on her food prep counter for her to find in the morning. She was so excited, she squealed like a little girl.

She said, “Oh, thank you SO MUCH. How KIND of you to leave a dead bug on my food prep counter. JUST what I always wanted.”

Tipper says that’s what #4 Hooman Sister used to call “speaking sarcasmly”. Sarcasmly must mean “from the heart”.

I love my mommy.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: How do you show your hooman love?

CA

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One thought on “Caturday: Chickie At Play

  1. bikerchick57

    December 2, 2023 at 9:41am

    A dead bug on the counter? Ewwww…
    Gibbs brought a dead bird into my bedroom a few years ago after killing it on the patio. Not sure what is worse, bug or bird, other than the screaming and yelling from the human that is never a cat’s expected “thank you!” We should be more grateful, huh? 😉

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    • Marian Allen

      December 2, 2023 at 11:22am

      The worst I ever had was the dead snake Chickie laid out very carefully on my bed. Fortunately, I wasn’t IN the bed at the time.

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  2. Dan Antion

    December 3, 2023 at 2:54pm

    MiMi brought us a dead cricket earlier this fall. Thanks guys. It truly is just what we need. It’s amazing how Chickie figures this stuff out.

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  3. acflory

    December 3, 2023 at 4:05pm

    lmao – such a kind girl! My babies have brought everything from small pebbles [they were from Pippi], a baby bunny and a live rat, thanks to Buffa, and assorted mice. I squealed with joy each time. -rolls eyes-

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