Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s gotta tell ya’, looks like Spring furinally showed up. Bird teevee has been all a’flutter. MOL Altho’ mommy said based on the weather guessers estimates, she only brought an overnight bag. Guess she won’t be stayin’ long. I’s sure hope Summer packs more days than Old Man Winter. I’s just don’t like him and all that cold and nasty he brings with him. Don’t you agree sissy?
Hisssssssssss GRrrrrrrrrr (Dezi runs down the hall toward the bedroom and stops at the door to hiss again.)
Wait, sissy, where…(Suddenly there’s a knock on the door and Raena runs toward the hall and stops behind mommy A’s sitting chair while mommy goes to answer the door. Mommy A and the manager exchange some words and seem to make a plan fur something in June. Mommy A returns to her sitting chair and Raena runs over and jumps in her lap.) What was that all ‘bout mommy? Sissy, you can come back now, it’s just mommy and me again. So…What’s up mommy?
Didn’t you pay attention Raena? They’ve been plannin’ a community garage sale. They were s’posed to have it this weekend, but ‘pawrently that doesn’t work fur some of the residents, so now they’re gonna have it in June.
A garage sale? What’s a garage sale, sissy? Do we even have a garage to sell?
(Dezi shakes her head) No Raena, we don’t have a garage, mommy should’a said a yard sale. But, either way, we’re not sellin’ the yard or a garage. Ya’ know humans, or at least some of them get all cleany like come Spring. They call it Spring Cleaning. Mommy plans to clean out some of the stuffs she doesn’t need or want anymore and put it out fur other peeps to come and buy. Ya’ know, one purrson’s trash is another purrson’s treasure.
Uh, She ain’t sellin’ us is she?
What would even make you ask that question, silly? We’re not trash fur sure, but more ‘purrtantly, mommy luvs and needs us. There’s no way mommy would ever sell us. We’re mommy’s Treasures. Me wishes every kitty knew what it was like to be somepawdy’s Treasure.
Whew!!! I’s agree sissy, it’s such a pawsum feelin’ to know you’re Treasured. Anyways, all this stuffs mommy’s gonna sell, it ain’t none of our stuffs right sissy? I’s mean, just cuz we may not play with certain toys doesn’t mean we don’t want ‘em.
(Dezi starts digging through the toy box and rolling around in the nip smell.) Nah Raena, me doesn’t think mommy would sell any of our stuffs. She’s got purrlenty of junk all her own to get rid of. But, it does mean there’s gonna be all kinds of strange peeps in our yard all day. Me hopes mommy can sell everythin’ so she can buy us some extra treats or somethin’.
Extra treats, sissy? I’s thinkin’ I’s might like this garage sale thing. I’s gonna help mommy pick out stuffs to sell, right after I’s finish mine’s brekky and maybe a short meownin’ nap. (Raena hears a rumbling coming from the sky.) Uh sissy, I’s thinkin’ we’re in fur a storm today. You’re not gonna go hide UTB (under the bed) are ya’?
How many times does me have to tell ya’, me’s NOT HIDIN’, me’s checkin’ fur intruders!!! Meowin’ of me’s bravado, did you see that me’s been chosen as the featured Scout at Cat scouts?
Sure sissy, whatever you meow, and a meowsy big Concats on your feature. Mommy and me are very purroud of you. Let’s finish brekky right quick and try to visit some furiends befur the weather gets bad.
Till the next time………………………………………………Be Blest!!!
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Dezi: Vibrant Blue
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