Texts From Mittens by Angie Bailey for October 13, 2023

Now, now, Mittens it is not all that bad. You always have the joy of greeting Mama when she gets home after work.

#dramatizemuch?

You have eight more lives, sweetie.

Oh no, not Mr. Fuzzy! Curse that filthy hound!

Better pick up a few bags of liver treats on the way home, Angie.

so, when Mom’s at work, Drunk Patty lets herself in the house & naps on the floor?

Drama queen.

Might be a good day to hide under the bed

I graduated from high school on a Friday the 13th. The following day some friends and I drove down to San Diego (we lived in Oceanside) for another classmates’ wedding. I drove. On the way back, I got my first and only speeding ticket. That was in 1969.

Just being able to see a sun puddle would be nice hereabouts. Our Friday the 13th features 24 hours of rain.

Try switching to a calendar from a different culture, something in binary perhaps?

Sleep in Mama’s bed. My cats do. They also sleep on Grandpa’s bed when they want him to keep others from waking them up. Grandpa’s protective of kitties on his bed.