Back to Normal

Is it ever normal here?

Probably not……..at least Mom doesn’t think so.  But the good news is that Mom’s back home again.

She finally left that dog she had to take care of?

Yes.  I searched through her flashy box thing and found a picture of the dog.

Miss Sophie, the dog
Miss Sophie, the dog

She doesn’t look like either one of us!

She’s not supposed to.  She’s not related to us and we’re cats and she’s a dog.

Why did Mom go live with her?

Mom was helping her human friend who is Sophie’s mom.

Well, I guess that’s okay, but I still don’t like it when she’s gone.

This is my outdoor chair and if Mom isn't here, I don't get to sit in it and that makes me not happy!
This is my outdoor chair and if Mom isn’t here, I don’t get to sit in it and that makes me not happy!
This is my outdoor deck and  when Mom isn't here I don't get to let the sunshine see my tummy.
This is my outdoor deck and when Mom isn’t here I don’t get to let the sunshine see my tummy.

“Gone to the Dog”

I wonder what all Mom is putting in here.
I wonder what all Mom is putting in here.

 

I'm just going to take a quick look in here and make sure Mom didn't accidentally pack any of our treats.
I’m just going to take a quick look in here and make sure Mom didn’t accidentally pack any of our treats.

Hemingway……why does Mom have her bag that she packs stuff in out in the middle of the room?

I heard her tell Uncle Bob that she’s going to take care of a dog for a few days.

Why would she do that?  Have you been driving her crazy?

You know that neither one of us is old enough to drive.

Houston, we have a problem.

My name is Hemingway and what do you mean?

Does Uncle Bob know where the treats are?

I’m sure Mom told him.

Oh Happy Day!!!  We’re going to be getting treats six times a day!!!!!!!!

We don’t get treats six times a day.

Uncle Bob doesn’t know that……………

 

Mom Went to the Dogs

Shakespeare!!!  Are you really going to put that as the title?

Why not?  That’s what she did.

Our readers aren’t going to understand.

Well, you explain then.  I need to take a nap.

ZZZZZ

While Shakespeare takes yet another nap, I’ll try to explain what happened.  Mom’s been gone for all sorts of days ‘cuz she said she was taking care of dogs for some human friends of hers.  I don’t know why she had to go live with the dogs, but she did stop and visit us a few times during all those days.  Today she finally came home and brought that suitcase thing with her so we figure she’s back to stay again.

Yawn………..are you done now?  Did you tell them what Mom saw when she came home?

Oh, I almost forgot.  She drove up in the driveway and looked over to the left and this is what she saw:

Duck FamilyIt made us wonder if our mothers ever took us for walks when we were really little.

I’m so happy Mom’s home now.  Here’s a picture of me on Mom’s lap.  It’s hard to tell ‘cuz I’m so close, but I’m really happy.

On Mom's LapI like sleeping on my pillow or maybe I should say I like sleeping on any pillow no matter who it belongs to!

Sound AsleepI also like those little naps in the sun.

Sun NappingMom claims that the reason we haven’t been writing anything on our blog is because we’ve been too lazy and haven’t taken care of things while she was gone.  Here’s my response:

Are You Going Away Again