I’m still here and still hiding but not as much. The woman says things like, Ginger you’re the cutest little girl in the whole wide world. I look at her and blink my eyes, which is how I say I know. I have toys too. My favorite is a big red square that is soft and when I move it, it makes a sound. It’s the baby’s toy. I like the baby’s things, especially the big soft blanket, and I also like the play pen. The baby and the boy are not here but my woman keeps saying things like when the baby is here, we have to be careful and not let her hurt Ginger. So, that means the baby must be one of those mean kids and it also means that my woman is going to take extra care of me. I have to be careful, I can get used to this.
So, last night, I let my woman pet me. She really seemed to enjoy it and what does it hurt to show a little kindness to her…I think she works very hard and needs kindness. But then, she was petting my back and it felt soooo good and then my chin, she does this thing with her hand and my chin, and suddenly, I fell asleep and she picked me up, gently, mind you, and carried me to her chair and put me in her lap and I’s right about the fluffiness of her and it was nice so I slept there for a minute.
Today, I might play with her toes. She moves them an awful lot and they are very tempting. Maybe, I’ll do the sneak attack and run. Won’t that be fun?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment