I’m just a girl who loves Mom and Red Mouse
Red Mouse is my best friend. Cloe was until she tried to push me out of the window a few years ago. I’ve never been so scared in my entire life. Then, once Mom brought me back home, Sis didn’t recognize me. She hissed at me like I was a stranger. She eventually got over it.
I love it when Mom throws rings for me to chase. I’ll drop it on her face when she’s sleeping. She loves me, so I don’t think she minds waking up to play, even in the middle of the night.
I get scared when I hear loud noises. When I hear thunder, I’ll often hide behind the toilet or in the shower. I feel safer there. I don’t like it when Mom vacuums either, so I go to my safe spot behind the tree with Sis.
I hate it when Mom takes us to the vet each year. There are lots of smells there, and a lady pokes at us with needles. I’m always happy to come home, even though you wouldn’t know it by the way I howl and pant all the way there.
Sometimes when Uncle Chadley comes over, we get to play on the balcony. I love to look over the edge, even though it makes Mom nervous. He gives us cat nip, which makes me feel all happy and playful.
I know I’m a cat, but I love human food. I love mandarin oranges, yogurt, and pickle juice. Mom doesn’t let us eat it very often since it makes us throw up.
I love to have the windows open this time of year. I like to act like I’m going to tear through the window screen to attack those birds, but I don’t know what I’d do with them even if I caught them.
All in all, I have a pretty pampered life. I have Mom and Red Mouse, which is all I need to be happy.