Hey dearest furiends how are ya’? It’s storming here and even cooled off. Can you believe it? Mommy said yesfurday the weather guessers were forecasting temperature drops, but we didn’t believe ‘em. Till we woke up this morning that is. I’s guess they do get it right every once in a while. (Raena giggles)
Hey dearest furiends are ya’ keeping cool? We’re still having a heat wave, but that’s normal this time of year. We’ve got burn bans all over, so no bar-b-queing allowed. Not that we would anyways, cuz mommy’s not so good at that sort of stuff. Rumor has it, she almost caught her house on fire years ago trying to start up a grill. Anyways, have ya’ seen the price of human food lately? Not that our foods are any cheaper. I’s heard mommy placing the order fur our foods just the other day. She was almost in tears, and not the good kind.
Hey dearest furiends, how’ve ya’ been? Let me tell ya’, brofurs need to come with a manual. they also need an off switch. Can any kitty tell me ifin there is one? That Zebby never stops.
Hey dearest furiends, it’s soooooooo good to see ya’ll. I’s gotta tell ya’, I’s wan’t so sure we’d actually be here today. Why you ask? Well, as most of ya’ know, Thursday was mommy’s birthday. It’s not like she had big plans or anything; but, she does like to spend it just enjoying us and watching movies on the tube. Well, things were going purretty well fur the most pawrt. We were under a tornado watch, it was storming outside a bit and hurricane Zebby was raging inside, but it wasn’t really a big deal. Till that is about 8:30 that evening. Mommy was just about to fix her something fur dinner. It was a balmy 90° when suddenly the power went out. A bolt of lightning sparked past that penetrated our blackout curtains and what followed was pure horror.
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