The time came. Mom went out of town for the first time after the three day weekend. I don't like three day weekends and I don't want another one. We had a project, people babies and then Mom went away on an airplane again.
Me and the big man were sad. We liked having Mom around to fix food and give cat treats. When she's not home and the big man is at work, I have to stay outside all day. I get tired of being outside all day. It's loud out there and there are no soft beds to sleep on.
Mom left the morning after the three day weekend and went to a place call North Carolina. She learned her lesson, because she did not go to the place called Atlanta where bad things always happen. She went right to North Carolina. I am mad about North Carolina because I have friends in North Carolina named Ink, Molly and Sable. Mom stayed with them and their people mom. I have been wanting to see Ink, Molly and Sable for a long time and Mom knows that, but she offer to let me go? NO. I heard Molly and Sable laid on the couch by Mom and she petted them for a long time. Molly and Sable are dogs. Ink is a girl cat that looks just like me. I heard that Molly even slept on the bed with Mom! I am so mad about that. I wanted to go too and sleep on the bed with Molly and Mom.
Mom came home yesterday and I finally got to go in the house. It was nice to get back to normal. This morning me and Mom had coffee and read the newspaper after the big man went to work. She told me she is going away on an airplane again tomorrow. How can she do that? She stayed home for a long time and now she goes away all the time! I was not happy about that.
Tomorrow she is going to a place where horses run really fast to get some flowers called Kentucky. She promised she would go straight there and not go to that bad place called Atlanta first. Mom is all excited and worked up because when she gets back from the place with the fast horses, she is going to a place where people talk different called Quebec. She is very nervous because in the place called Quebec, they don't talk English or Meowlish and those are the only two ways Mom knows how to talk.
I told Mom she should buy a book and learn to talk like the people in Quebec, how hard can that be? If I were going to place where other cats talked different, I'd just get a book and learn how to talk back. Because who wants to go somewhere and not talk? That's not cool and I am a cool cat.
posted by Monkey @ 1:14 PM
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Hi, Monkey! It's Ink. I was really mad at my mommy when I found out that the nice lady was YOUR mommy & she didn't bring you. Mommy says that I am a pudgy version of you. I am not sure what that means, but our mommies laughed about it.
I didn't hang with your mommy much because Molly & Sable were just all over her. It was disgusting. And then Molly slept in the bed with her, so I couldn't. I don't share beds with dogs! I'm cool too and that would not be cool at all!
And I think that my Friday was worse than yours even though your mommy left. My mommy took me to the nasty place where they are mean. She calls it The Vet, but I call it The Nasty Place. They made me sleep, then did something, then I woke up feeling weird and had to stay there all day. I was so happy that Mommy came & got me again! I slept with her all night! It must be the weekend again already because we slept in this morning. She even got up & put the dogs outside, then came back to bed to snuggle with me! Dog-free snuggles! My favorite kind.
Ink,
I am glad you are better. We have a nasty place here called Dr. Smith's hospital. I've only been once and I haven't been the same since. I like Molly and Sable but I'm like you, I don't care for dogs all that much.
Mom said me and you could be twins! You must be cool, too.
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