This leaf blew in with the wind when my mom went to the mailbox. Look at it!! It is perfectly crunchy and ready to be chomped. But even though I saw it first and pounced right on it, my mom took the leaf. She took it right out of my paws and even made me drop what I just barely got chomped. Then she took MY leaf and hid it for her to snack on later. I don’t think that was very nice, do you?
I am not going to help her research and write anymore today. And she will miss me too. I am going to wait right here on my scratching wave in front of the fireplace for my dad to get home from work.
There might be another leaf waiting to blow in when he opens the door. And I plan on being ready.
Meow for Now!
Gracey, your miffed look is very familiar. In fact Bob looks just like that when I take him off the dining room table.
Gracey, you mean your Mom eats those leaves, too? Does she whoops them back up again as well?
Be ready for that next leaf, Gracey! >^..^<
HOW CUTE!!!
Gracie, your mom is very smart. We love to eat leaves, too, but we forget that as soon as it goes down, it comes RIGHT BACK UP! Blech!
Yes, Gracey. You must plan a stealth attack! Be on the ready!!!