Tuesday, April 11, 2023

Pinky Ruth #79

In the last week, I have watched leaves and dirt and floaty specks of roof gunk rain down in front of my 5th-floor window perch. My head swung from side to side, up and down, and all around as I attempted to follow all the chaos that was falling in front of my window.

I have watched the track kids and the soccer kids at the high school next door. I have come to the conclusion that they are being punished. There is no other explanation for why they are running so much.
I have watched dog after dog proudly parade around the neighborhood in their fancy raincoats-their front ends and their back ends wet with rain. I would like to point out that I watch them from my cozy 5th-floor perch where all sides of me are dry and warm.
I have also watched Maddie pack their backpack with clothes and toothpaste. I have watched them organize their work papers and pack their computer. I have even watched Maddie clean and refill my litter box and tidy up our apartment.
I have not watched Maddie pack my food, my toys, my softy bed, or my extra litter box. I have not heard Maddie make plans with Lay-dee.
This is not normal.
I am a bit confused.
I will now retreat to my closet fort hiding place and pretend that nothing is wrong.

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