Happy Monday! Mama tells me to say that. I think every day is a happy day. But Mama says humans need extra wishes for happiness on Mondays.
I’m sitting here thinking about things. Just the usual stuff for the most part—is there any breakfast left in Abbey’s bowl for me to eat; did Mama refill the dry food bowls; how many naps should I take today.
Thank you for helping Mama in last Monday’s post with figuring out why I don’t play with the feather on the rotating toy, but seem to love the base of the toy. She’s pretty much decided that I am an engineering kitty. There’s the possibility that the base is a space craft or a robot and I’m the only one who knows. But she’s leaning toward the engineering theory. I’m still not talking.
But let’s say I am an engineering kitty. Don’t some things make you wonder too? Like how some toys make noises and some don’t? Like what does Mama do to a toy to make it move? Like how Dad takes out all these things from a box and *poof* it’s a cat tree? Like what makes the water in the fountain gurgle?
Yep, it’s fun to think about these things. Of course, I think about other things too. Like why does Mama have to tell us bye-bye a hundred times before she leaves. Like why she points that camera thing at me and says my name over and over. But I guess if I think about those things too much, I’ll be a psychology kitty. I like engineering better.
And with that thought, I will wish you a happy week and go take a nap.