Mom and I spent a lot of time working outside in our yard on weekends. We pulled weeds out of our flower beds and rakes leaves and chased squirrels. Mom and I had things looking very pretty. She got out the flower pots and started counting them so she could get some pretty flowers to put in them.

Last Saturday night, Mom and I were walking around our yard and she got very mad. It was summer time at our house for a while and then it was winter time all of the sudden. Our pretty plants did not like that and some of them were so mad they just died. Our bushes in the back just started turning brown and yukky. I play in those bushes a lot and now they are ugly.

Then our pretty grass that will have flowers on them later called lillies got brown spots on them too. Mom did not like that at all. She told the big man that next year she was waiting until June to work in the flower beds!

She was also very sad that our pink birds got too cold.

Mom packed her new red suitcase with the yellow handle very full and left before breakfast. She went to the place where horses run fast for flowers called Kentucky. She was not happy because it is very cold in the place where horses run fast for flowers called Kentucky. She had to fly on a bad airplane that had something called propellers that makes Mom very sick. She was mad about the bad airplane and told the big man that next time she would just walk to the place where horses run fast for flowers called Kentucky.

Mom is not coming home from the place where horses run fast for flowers called Kentucky. She is going somewhere that she does not want to go right now. She is going to the place with very tall buildings and lots of yellow cars called New York. She likes the place with very tall buildings and yellow cars called New York, but right now there is someone in that place named Noreaster that is messing things up and Mom does not want to go there when Noreaster is there. She is very worried that Noreaster will get her and beat her up like I do that punk cat from down the street named Jesse.

Mom called today and said that Noreaster was supposed to leave the place with tall buildings and lots of yellow cars called New York, so she is going there very late tonight. I told Mom that she whould take me with her. If Noreaster tries to cause problems and bother her, I can bite and scratch Noreaster and hiss until Noreaster is gone. Because I will protect Mom. That's what good, cool cats do and I am a cool cat.