What Did You Do?

I wonder what all Mom is putting in here.

Mom’s packing!

What did you do now?


Well, if she’s packing she’s probably going to run away and that means you did something bad.

Why me?  Maybe she’s running away from you!

I didn’t keep her awake last night and I didn’t get kicked out of her room.

I just wanted her to wake up and pet me.  Then I noticed her hair was a little messy so I tried to groom it for her.

She doesn’t like that.

I know.  That’s why I ended up on the other side of the door.  But that’s not why Mom’s leaving.

How do you know?

I looked at the calendar and she has a note on that she’s going to go take care of some fur people so their human parents can go on a vacation.

Is she taking care of kitty fur people?

Nope.  She’s taking care of dog fur people and they’re pretty big dogs.  I’m sure you’ve seen them in the yard next door when they come to visit their “grandma”.  Mom said that at least at that house there is air conditioning so she’ll be comfortable.

I wonder if we can sneak over there with her.

Look……..I fit in here. Mom will never know I’m in here and then I’ll get to go to the house with the air conditioning. Dear readers………..please don’t tell on me!

I don’t see why not.  I like dogs but you are so jumpy that you’d probably make them bark.

Will she be gone long?

Just one whole row on that calendar thing.  I think humans call that a week.

Does Uncle Bob know where our food is and where Mom keeps the treats?

If he doesn’t, I’m sure you can tell him!

I better take a quick look in here and make sure Mom hasn’t packed any of our treats.

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