…But Angelique sure is. For the past few weeks, every day she leaves the house and comes back with empty boxes.
The last time I counted there were 37 in the room where she serves Turkey three times a year. Turkey is my favorite human food, but I don’t think she can serve Turkey anymore because she wrapped up all of the dishes and stuff she uses when she serves Turkey in paper and put them all in boxes. What does this all mean?
After all, change is scary. I woke up this morning and everything was just a little bit… different. My bed was gone, some of my toys were missing, and I could tell that my humans were stressed. I even tried to cheer them up by bringing them all my remaining toys, but nothing seems to be working. I’ve heard them talk about leaving and moving, but I’m not really sure what this all means. Are we leaving for a long walk? Are we going to the beach?? I mean, it’s still kind of cold to be going for a oceanside vacation. Full disclosure, if they throw a ball in the water, I’m definitely not going in.
…Or maybe we’re going to the country? The country is okay, but there’s entirely too many weird animals out there. Like those fluffy ones that do nothing but say “bahhhhhh” all day– what’s their deal? Do they need a thesaurus? Or those tall black and white spotted creatures? WHAT EVEN ARE THOSE THINGS? WHAT DO THEY DO? ARE THEY GOING TO HURT MY HUMANS?
Sigh. All this change has got me wound up, so I think I’m going to try to nap it off. I’m really not sure what to make of all this… do you guys have an suggestions? Thoughts? Leave a comment below!