I take a short break from telling you about our cross-country trip last Spring, so I can talk about NOW.
It is Wednesday and many cats are wordless. Why? I always have a lot to say, especially on Wednesdays!
Airstream is now parked in Tempe, Arizona. People #2's work takes us to many different places.
It is late November and the kitties in cyberspace talk about being cold. Well, I am NOT cold here.
People #2 says we are in the desert. Isn't this a special treat after dinner? I need to tell him that he is saying it wrong.
I like to jump into People #2's lap while he sits in front of the computer. Well, truth be told I do not actually JUMP up -- this would be far too undignified -- but I stretch my front paws up onto his legs to let him know that a visitation is imminent.
People #2 reaches down with both hands and pulls me up, supporting me near the back legs. He makes sure not to squeeze me, because I tend to screech bloody murder if I am squeezed.
(Another secret: I am a big cat who looks really tough but actually I have a very high meow.)
I sit on his lap and enjoy having my head scratched for a minute. But then it is time for treats! Stop the scratching and get busy with the vittles already!
Then People #1, who sits right next to People #2 with his computer, brings out a pencil and lays it on the counter. Now it is time to play with that.
I reach out an exploratory paw and push the pencil. Sometimes I grab it with my teeth. Whatever I do, the end result is the same: PENCIL ON FLOOR.
Objective achieved. Now what?
I am bored, and jump off People #2's lap.
I go back to sleep on the couch. Here's a shot of me here in Tempe.
See the thing named "Mobile Home" through Airstream's window? The Peoples that live in it have been fixing their porch. They finally stop hammering on it a couple days ago. Thank you.
Now let me tell you about our neighbors behind us. This will excite me for a minute.
People #2 tells me that Airstream is at an "RV Park". It looks just like all the other ones with this name. Other boxes -- not as pretty as Airstream -- are parked nearby.
RV Park has a brick wall separating it from what Peoples call Trailer Park on the other side. That place is not as nice as RV Park.
They have the same last name. Are they in the same family?
Here is a picture of Airstream where she sits now.
Behind her are the Peoples who live right behind us in Trailer Park. They have a dog.
A small, yappy dog who never shuts up!
You do not believe me? Here is the video to prove it:
Every time my Peoples open Airstream's windows, I have to listen to this dog. But then it gets hot and the Peoples close the windows and turn on the air conditioning. I do not hear the dog any more, hooray!
It makes me miss our dog Ringo, who never barks unless you ask him to.
Ringo going away is another story. I save up all these stories since January.
You are in for a TREAT. Speaking of....is it lap time again?
Well, I use a lot of words on Wednesday. I hope you are okay with that.
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