This meowning while helping Mom write my blog,
my brother, Riley, walked by.
I just gave him the Ms. Floof look.
He knew what I meant.
He is my trouble.
My pain.
He chases me.
I scream.
Mom saves me.
Mom yells at him.
Never at me.
(Ok, sometimes when I put my toes
where they don't belong
but that's not often cause
I'm Meredith Ann after all. )
The sun was out this weekend.
Mom let me out a lot.
I sat on the deck and listened to the birds.
They fly by for my entertainment.
Mom says she likes living in the woods.
I know what she means.
I'm hoping for more of Spring
to arrive here in my woods.
Mew at you next week,
~ Meredith Ann ~
Note From Mom ~
The box is an old one that I let
them do their toes on.
We are still in paint mode
over here in this old house
in the woods.
Thus, the box to entertain
Meredith Ann and Riley.
