It’s Happening Again

I looked at the thing on the wall with all the numbers and Mom has written on there again that she’s going to be gone.

First of all, humans call that a calendar.

I don’t care what they call it.  Is Mom really going away this time or is it another trick?

I think it’s real this time.  I’ve heard her talking about going to take care of two dogs.

Why doesn’t she take care of cats?

We aren’t as needy.

Well, I’m not happy that she’s leaving.

Neither am I.  We can’t seem to convince Uncle Bob to give us as many treats as Mom does.

She’s not leaving for a couple of days so maybe we can convince her to stay home.

I’m sure we’re much cuter than the dogs!