Mom told us that spring is coming today.  She said it’s supposed to get warmer and flowers will start blooming and catnip will grow.  I don’t know why Mom isn’t staying home to welcome spring.  I guess we’ll have to do it.

Hemingway, will you help me look for spring?  I don’t know for sure what I’m looking for.

 

Is it under there?  Do you see it?

 

Don’t crowd me, Steinbeck.  I can’t see anything with your furry face in the way.  I don’t think spring is under here.

 

Hemingway, I just thought of something awful.

What?

Do you think we have to burn all this wood before spring comes?

 

I’m not sure.  However, I’m pretty sure we shouldn’t have all this white stuff around if spring is coming.  What are we going to do????