Mom's Home!

            What a nice nap!  It’s warm and cozy here, and Mina and I snuggle under our comforter on our wonderful, comfortable mattress.

            It was so great to see Mom and Dad.  They came home early in the morning and fed us right away.  Then we all took a long nap.  We were so happy!  Mom came home with a lot of suitcases, and they were full of things that she brought from away.  One of the things she brought home was treats!  Oh, we haven’t had any treats for ever so long.  They are so delicious!  That’s our Mom!  Always thinking of us, as is only right.  Mom had some familiar smells on her, but also some very unfamiliar ones, too.  I smelled other felines, but none that I have ever met.  I also smelled Mom’s daughter and grandson.  They weren’t in the suitcases, though.  I guess maybe they wouldn’t fit.  It would be nice if they were here, but not their felines.  That would be too much. 

            There were all kinds of other smells, too, some that made me sneeze, Mina, too.  Mom brought more of that coffee stuff that she likes to have every morning.  I don’t know why she likes it, as it smells bad to me.  There were no meat smells, so I didn’t spend much time sniffing her suitcases.  I just want to cuddle and snuggle and let her know how much we missed her.  Sometimes we snuggle with Dad in the living room.  That’s always nice, because we get to lie on the couches that they bought.  When the couches came to the house, we thought that Mom and Dad bought them for us, but we aren’t allowed in the living room unless they are in there.  We have to lie on blankets on the couches, which is not bad.  I don’t especially like the feel of the material on the couches anyway.  Dad watches television a lot, so I get to cuddle up next to him, lying on the nice soft blanket.  It is so warm and nice.  Every time he gets up, I move over to the warm spot he has left.  It’s funny, but he never appreciates this.  Mina always just lies on the other couch and glares at us.

            Ever since Mom got back, she has been sleeping a lot.  She said something about jet lag.  I don’t know what it is, but if it makes her snuggle with me in the bed, there is a lot to be said for it.  Again, she mentioned flying.  What can I do to disabuse her of this delusion?  She has no wings, so she cannot fly.  Why can’t she see that?  She said that Mina and I flew, too, some time ago, but we have no wings either.  I guess if that’s the only thing wrong with Mom (and Dad, too), I can accept it.  It kind of bothers me, though.  Mina just says that she wishes she could fly, so that maybe she could catch one of those birds that are constantly flying around.  She can catch the flies, because they come into the house through the open windows, but the birds never do.  Mom keeps telling Mina that the birds are about as big as she is and that she might have trouble catching one, no matter what.  Mom says that they are called pigeons, doves, and magpies.  Hmmmm!  Mom loves to eat pie, but what kind of a pie is a magpie?

            Life is almost back to normal now, except that Dad keeps talking about moving to a stand bull.  What is that?  Now we are going to live in a bull?  A turkey wasn’t enough?  I will never understand these things, so I might as well go back to sleep and have a nice nap.

Yours,

Apache

Where is Mom?

            I have been napping a lot now.  It helps with the loneliness.  I’m just tired all the time, and now I’m cold, too.

            One day, Mom brought out the suitcases.  That is always a bad sign.  She put one suitcase inside another one, and then brought out a small one, too.  She put some clothes in them and a few other things that she said she was not going to bring back.  It was very strange, why two suitcases in one?  She said that she was taking one back to the person who owned it.  Why was it here if someone else owned it?  I sometimes have trouble understanding the human process.

            Anyway, Mom and Dad left the house one evening with the suitcases and Mom’s large purse.  It was dark already, and they fed us before they left.  I don’t know where they went, but they didn’t come back.  Some strange woman wearing a scarf came into the house and gave us food.  Is she Dad's mother?  Mina was scared and hid, but I’m just too tired to hide anymore.  I hide only from the vacuum cleaner because it is loud.  It is cold now, and the heat does not come on.  Mina and I snuggle under the comforter on the bed.  Thank goodness for the comfortable mattress and the nice, warm comforter they bought us.  We would freeze without them.  It is very quiet in the house.  Where are they?

            A couple of days later, Dad came home, but Mom was not with him.  Where is Mom?  I fear that she is dead, or she would have come back.  She would not leave us if she were alive.  Oh, how we miss Mom.  At least we have Dad.  That is enough for Mina, but to me Dad is someone new in my life.  I have lived with Mom for a very long time, long before Dad came into the picture.  Don’t get me wrong, I love Dad, but I need Mom!  I wonder what they have done with her.  She has been gone for a long time.

            Dad is very good to us.  He feeds us and he cleans the litter box.  He plays with Mina, and he snuggles with me in the living room.  What more could we ask?  I want Mom.  We both miss her so much.

            A few days later, Dad left again, with that woman coming in to feed us.  Now where is Dad?  Why did he leave us again?  What are we going to do?  Maybe Dad is dead, too!  It is cold again, quiet, and lonely.  Food is definitely okay, but we need Mom and Dad.  I am shivering now with cold and fear.

            Maybe a good, long nap will help me to feel better.  Maybe Mina will cuddle up and help to keep me warm.

Yours,

Apache