Purrs, people. It’s Hermione, Debbie’s precious little girl cat. I was quite excited to learn that my lady, Debbie, was retiring from her job as a librarian. That means more time feeding and playing with me and my brother. What a great holiday present.
Talking about holidays, there are a bunch of boxes in Debbie’s room that are appealing. Unfortunately, they’re closed. I’m hoping she opens them soon, so I can jump inside. Also, there’s rolls of wrapping paper that I can’t wait to get my paws on. I often help Debbie when she sorts laundry on her bed, so I’ll offer my services when she wraps gifts. I’ve done it with my brother in past years. After all, we’ve celebrated four Christmases with Debbie and her family. We also spent three years with Stripey, our friend who has since gone to Rainbow Bridge.
One thing that worries me about Debbie’s retirement is that she’s mentioning that four-letter word, “Move.” When Harry and I were kittens, we moved around a bit from shelter to rescue to cat cafe until Debbie and her daughter adopted us. But now that we’ve been in their home almost five years, it will be difficult for us to adjust to another place. What gives me hope is that Debbie keeps saying that we’ll have a enclosed porch wherever we go. I’m glad we won’t be giving that up. It’s hard enough that it’s too cold to go out on ours now. But if we end up in a warmer place, we can enjoy it for a longer time.
I’ll try to post more often, and I’ll ask Harry to do the same. We’ll share our continuing adventures. We’re sure there will be lots of them. Have a purr-fect holiday and pawsome New Year!