In Meowmy’s absence, Baby lives with “Grammy”, Meowmy’s Mom. Baby had a kitten after Meowmy left. Her name is “Kitten.”
Things have been so different since you moved away.
I have been living in a shed, not the farmhouse. I live with some four-legged moo-makers. Grammy says they are babies, but they tower above me plenty. Shed creatures sure are different from the sort we had in the farmhouse.
Grammy comes to the shed to see me and kitten at least three times a day. But she pays more attention to the moo-makers than she does to kitten and me. She gives us a lot of warm milk twice a day and one serving of food per day. She is hoping that I will figure out how to fill my tummy other ways with wild game or some such nonsense. I doubt that she will ever realize that hope. But as long as she keeps coming to visit, I think I will get fat some day.
Kitten may pick up on Grammy’s idea. She has been hanging around with a nice crowd of cats outside the shed. Some of their ways might rub off on her. She is young enough to learn new things.
I do not think I will, though. Have you ever heard that old saying, “You can’t teach an old cat new tricks” (or something like that)? That is how I feel about Grammy’s idea.
Come and see me some time. It is rather barbaric here. There is no litter box!!
photo credit: Bretta Grabau