Mama has been calling me Chubs!
Maybe I should start calling her Tubs!
Hi, my Peoples.
Just wanted to let you know Jack and I, mostly me,
have been worried about Mama.
First she had the plague and finally it went away.
Then she had to take an antibiotic for something, she didn’t tell me what,
and she had a very severe reaction to it.
She was really sick!
Which is why she has been missing from here.
She says she will be back to normal tomorrow.
Well, she may be here, but I am not sure about the normal part.
We love her anyway.
And if that wasn’t enough, we live in Columbia, SC.
Yep, the place in the news with all the broken roads and bridges and lots of water.
We are high and dry but didn’t have water for about 36 hours.
Go figure, so much water everywhere but not any in the pipes!
Now we have to boil the water to make it safe.
Really no big deal compared to what some are facing.
Jack and I are sending them paw pats, head bumps and purrs.
We are very thankful for all the people that are helping
our state and it’s citizens to get through this emergency.
Mama will talk to you tomorrow.
I have a favorite place to be.
But I don’t get to be there very often.
It’s Mama’s closet
She keeps the door closed when she doesn’t need something from in there and when she’s not home. She doesn’t want me in there. Something about making a mess and hair.
But sometimes I get in there.
Really, it’s not all that neat before I get in there and I can’t figure out what she means about hair. As far as I can tell the only hair is some of hers and some of mine. So what’s the problem?
The best part of the closet is that it smells like Mama.
I love that smell.
Uh-oh…her she comes…gotta go.