Dearest peoples on the innernets,
This is all of us speakin'. Somethin' terrible has happened. Everybody's guesses yesterday as to what mommy was doin' was all wrong...it was worser than gittin' the carpets cleaned...worser than movin'...and worser than mommy just cleanin' the house.
Yesterday mornin', two mens came to the house. They started bangin', clangin' and just flat-out bein' loud. All of us was skeert. We all stayed upstairs and hided unnerneath beds and in the closets. The bangin' and clangin' went on for hours and hours. When it finally gotted quiet, this is what we finded downstairs:
DOORS! (Mommy wants us to tell y'all that the doors has gots to be painted white and the plastic film taked offa the windows...please don't think she is gonna leave it like this.) Our mean ol' mommy had doors put up so we can't git into the livin' room and dinin' room! THIS AIN'T RIGHT! We own this here house! We paid for it with our green papers that we sent mommy out to git. We has always been able to go wherever we want to in our house...now we is banished from our favorite tinklin' places!!!
It just ain't no fun to be on the outside lookin' in. We is heart broked.
Very truly yours,
The Whiskers & Purrs Gang
PS...we will git back with our "How I Got My Name" series tomorrow...next up is Mazie Grace. Mazie's story is very extra real dramatical. Please be sure to visit!
