Mama has gone back to work and school, which sucks because that means less time and attention for me. But before that, Mama made me a cool new playhouse! It's got two stories to play on, 2 doors, and three windows. I can even come and go from the second floor if I want. Check it out:
Here's me playing on the second floor:
Neat, huh? I play in it pretty much every day. I'm even doing some home improvements, like chewing on the windows to make them bigger. And eating the back door.
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I really like your house, Dylan. I think it is neat. I do not have a house to play in buy my grandpa made me a scratching post and sometimes I like to sit on top of it in my sunbeam.
My Mom went back to work, too. It makes her very tired and at bedtime I like to curl up beside her and purr her to sleep. But tonight my Mom swatted me and said a bad word, because she was trying to put my water down and I butted her hand with my head, and she spilled everything. I was just trying to be nice. I ran away and hid until she took my treats out.
I'm sorry you do not have a playhouse, Molly. Maybe your Mom will find a big box and make you one?
I'm also sorry you got yelled at. I think your Mom needs a refresher training course.
Training these people can be a bit of a chore, can't it?
I have a neat playhouse-my Mom puts her clothes in it and I like to hide in it while they are warm and smell nice.
Mom patted me and told me she was sorry for swatting me-I think she was just tired. She gave me treats. She told me tonight that my medicine would be coming soon. I don't like medicine.
Mama's yelled at me when she's gotten really really tired, too. Then she feels bad and I get an extra treat.
I might have gotten medicine when I first got to the humane society. I try not to remember though, because I wasn't doing so great then.
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