Hello again. Dateline, home at the front door. Had an interesting few new experiences, but first...
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SO as I was saying, outside was all white earlier last week and cold. Don’t remember experiencing that before, while hoomin was struggling to bring a big box at the front door into the house. It was heavy because she said “curses” for her that covers a whole list of obscenities but sounds much nicer.
Mom saying its too cold to have the door open this long. Here I was wondering is that for me, I looked at hoomin as if to quiz her. Mom said this is for you Wisp and it isn’t even the holidays yet, its your food for the month with lots of variety.
So its mine mom but not a present, just my food. That’s ok if its my food. Hoomin Mom struggled with box finally getting it open and threw away the packing. What’s this …….
ooh it is a present, love open corrugated cardboard pieces what fun. No, not the box itself I just sniff those and walk away, but the rough exposed interior packing love those.
So that Saturday hoomin left the house much earlier than usual topped off my food and water bowl saying she’d be back later. So I relaxed on my new cardboard, but now its noon and lunch Mom isn’t home yet. Haven’t eaten very much thought I’d save it — and I didn’t get my tuna (1 tablespoon) that’s ok.
Is she mad at me? She’ll be here soon, I told myself however, no Mom. Its getting late. Near suppertime. Where’s mom, has she left me? Oh no.
Then the back door finally opens and I run to meet her, calling loudly letting her know I’m glad she’s home. She starts talking poor baby you were alone all day and didn’t even get your noon tuna. You didn’t eat or drink very much, either. Were you upset because I was gone so long? I had to work with the neighborhood association preparing for the holidays, so tonight you can have an early cat stick treat while I eat my pizza. Ok? At this point, I’m wondering what holidays are, but its ok I hear mom calling kitty Wisp, where’s my kitty Wisp? I guess she isn’t mad at me, I don’t have to worry as she promises to be home all day tomorrow.
But what does holiday mean? Hope it means new cardboard pieces and tuna.