Bye, mom…why are we waving a paw at mom? Where’s she going? She’s going to cash in her birthday gift certificates and have a pedicure and manicure. I envy her so much, Shoko. This is what I want for my birthday too.
Oh no! What’s wrong, Shoko? This means dad’s looking after us, on his own. So? He doesn’t know how we like things done. We better tell him. We should wait to see what he does himself. He may think we’re bossy if we start telling him what we like.
That’s a great idea, Kali. Here comes brekky, let’s see how he does.
Oh my! Dad, oh dad, I like way less gravy in my food. I want a whole lot more gravy in my food and I don’t like lumps either. Just sayin’ Are you going to eat it, Kali. No way Shoks, it looks ghastly! We should take a few licks though. K, *lick* *lick*…Shoko shakes her paws and walks away.
I’ll get a drink of water, that helps to fill me up. Kali stands in her water fountain and then starts pushing water out of the fountain. Dad puts a T-towel under the fountain to catch the water and tells Kali not to play in the water. But mom lets me play in the water.
Hey, dad, I can’t get a drink now. Mom fills the fountain after I play in the water.
This is no good at all. My Princess bed is all lumpy where I was playing groundhog. Mom usually floofs up our beds twice a day without being asked. I thought everyone did that for their kitties. We can go sleep on mom’s bed then, Kali. It’s not lumpy.
You gotta admit dad is good at the game “in and out”. He’s right there when I want out and again when I want in. He looks like he’s getting fed up with the game though so we better find a new game.
Look, dad’s giving us lunch. Mom doesn’t give us lunch. Dad, I like my food out of a freshly opened tin….I get first dibs. No, I don’t like turkey! Kali likes turkey, I like beef. He doesn’t listen, does he? Well, I prefer lotsa gravy in my turkey pate. We told you this morning. I like just a wee bit of gravy in my beef pate. Let’s switch and then we’ll be happy. Done deal, Kali. *Burp* that was tasty and now I could use a nap. When is mom coming home? Don’t know but hope it’s soon. I feel scruffy, I need a good grooming. Dad would never think of it. At least he feeds us, Kali.
Treats for no reason! Mom doesn’t do that. Oh, dear….dad just dumped them in front of me! Dad, it was so nice of you to give us treats but we prefer you gave us one at a time. Then we feel special.
I got treats dumped by me too. Oh dear. Time for mom to come home. I think I hear her in the living room.