Dear Marianne & Bob,
Last night Nancy told
me you aren’t coming home until Sunday. (Yes, I call her Nancy now. I decided she
isn’t so bad. She lets me sit on her lap in the evening and she knows just how
to scratch around my neck the way like I like it.) The tall guy is all right
too. He no longer pesters me to play
with him. He understands now; I am in charge.
Today they will go to
Coeur de Alene to meet with the next house sit people and their four dogs, four
rabbits and four ducks. Boy! Are they
ever going to see how easy it was to just be here with me!
I miss you and my
sister dogs. Please come home safely.
Nancy says they are expecting white stuff in the mountains before the weekend. Hmmmmm….. I just wonder who "they" are, and
what is this "white stuff" she is talking about?
Your distantly loving
and fairly aloof cat,
Zeeba
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