We’re going WHERE? I’m outta here…
Uh, oh. Suitcases. Bags at front door filled with little things for friends. Big objects on water that make unnerving noises. Moving on. And that, of course, means ME. But…I have my magic sauce, just two or three drops, that mama puts on the back of my neck and I’m in fat city.
I don’t go on the really long jaunts, but these guys traipse around all time, a few weeks here, a few weeks there, here a week, there a week, everywhere a week, week…oops, sorry, just lost it there with Old MacDonald, but I think that kitties were made to find one place where their beds are soft, preferably high up in the air or under something and dark, and their food is in the same place every day, and their litter is changed regularly or there is a nice little garden for that sort of thing, and then they can STAY PUT.
It’s a good thing mama discovered that magic elixir because we kitties cannot take all this running around called CHANGE.
Mama says that this time she thinks she’s going to try some herself.
Maybe papa, too.
BEFORE drops
AFTER
Safe journey Loulou, hope you get to see this.
Mungo
Enjoy your trip and behave, but have fun wherever you’re going.
Fun is my middle name, Jan. Just like your menagerie!!!! Thank you.