Our Blade (that is what Mom called Bladen—Our Blade, so I do too.) came to visit.
He was just the perfect visitor for me
Always, always, always he let me play with his sock
And FOOT!
TLC Cai-Cai
Anyway, I was wondering you could help me find
A MOUSE
Or
TWO.
So off we go
You and I
Together.
We look here
And
There
And Everywhere.
When SUDDENLY
THERE!
Right
THERE!
Yummmm
MOUSE!
Mindy Lou Sue (or Min-Min, as Mom calls me)
Finally
The Big Cat
Will play with me!
YAY!
TLC Cai-Cai
Mom and I
decided it was time
to go for a walk-about.
Off we went together
Mom looking at this and
That
And taking photos
of ME!
We go on
walkabouts at
LEAST once a day
…oftentimes
more.
Here we go
Walk-about
Mom
And I.
Mindy Lou-Sue
Mom says I’m the bestest of helpers!!
I help all the time
I sweep the floors
I help mop the floors
All the floors
And I watch the grandkids’ volleyball games with Mom and Dad.
I am a GOOD helper!
TLC Cai-Cai
WAIT!
I hear something!
SHHHHHHHH!
OH!
I know…it’s DAD!
Dad has come outside to do something.
I’m going to go and help DAD!
Dad and I are Buddies!
Mindy Lou-Sue
Mindy gets to go outside!
ALL THE TIME!
I want to go outside!
YES, I DO!
So, Mom hooked me up with something that chokes me and we went out.
The wind was blowing.
It was coooooooooold.
We came back in.
Later on, it warmed up; Dad took me out!
I HAD A BLAST!!
Then I had to come back in.
Mom says I can go out gradually, a little bit every day.
She says she doesn’t want Mindy to get mad at me and fight me. (I feel strong, I told Mom, I can fight Mindy. —that is exactly the problem, Mom replied.)
And, Mom went on to explain—I don’t want Mindy leading you off into the depths of the farm and you won’t know your way back. And, YES, Mindy would do that.
You can go out with either Dad and I, then when we feel comfortable you can go out on your own. The time is coming, TLC, soon. Very soon. Mom said.
Sigh!
TLC Cai-Cai
MOM!!!!
MEOWWWW!
YEOWL!!!!
MOM!
I have something for you!
It’s a gift!
Just for you!
OPEN THE DOOR!
COME OUT!
See! MOUSE!
Just for YOU!
YUMMM!
“What a good girl, Mindy. Come in now and have a wee nap.” Mom invited.
So, I did.
Mouse. Full Tummy. Nap!
Life is good.
Mindy
Paper!
Paper crinkles, and rattles and does stuff
When I walk on it, or anything to it.
GRRRRRRRRRRR
GET PAPER!
Attack!
Roll around, bite,
DESTROY PAPER!
Paper is ever so much fun!
Oh! Look! ELEPHANT!
Grab Elephant and take into BOX!
Box!
OH! Box is nice!
Chew on Elephant a little bit.
AHHHH! Box
I love BOX!
TLC Cai-Cai
I can do this.
I really don’t want to.
I want Mom and Dad all to myself.
But….
I’m getting used to HIM.
It helps he is growing older.
By this time in my former life of having children, I would have sent all my kids off into the big wide world to have adventures by themselves.
But…no, here I am an ancient cat (I am at least nine — heading toward ten, Mom thinks) having to raise a kid!
I do pretty nice, most of the time.
Although sometimes I just have to, I MEAN HAVE TOO, swat at that boy…he gets too carried away.
So…we’ve worked it out. I have my chairs, he has anything else, that I don’t want.
I get the whole outside.
He is terrified of the whole outside (GOOD!)
I get Mom and Dad.
He gets Mom and Dad.
I get time away from him.
He gets to know me (some).
It’s coming together, Mom says.
I suppose.
Mindy Cat
Life on a Colorado Farm 