Our Mom moved to Hogwarts and it is quiet here.
Everyone leaves us in the mornings. If my water bowl isn't filled (you know the secret hidden bowl I like to use?), I have to go drink at the kitchen sink. There isn't anyone to chase around or help do daily chores. I go see Fish in his confinement pen but he's busy composing poetry and thinking deep thoughts.
I looked at where Mom went. It looks like Hogwarts. She went there to think about preaching. What's to think about? Either preach or don't preach. That's what I say.
I'm lonely. My dog, Sister, stays outside while the Family is gone during the day. She barks to come inside when I wave my paws at her from the window. I can't open the doors.
My cousin, LMK, has an extra toe on each front paw. He can pick up quarters! He could open the doors here if he came to visit. His mom went to Hogwarts, too. Did everyone's mom go to Hogwarts?
It's early so my family is home now. I need to go meow at the bathroom door to see if the Big Lion will let me in. Then I need to put my nose on LD to wake her up.
Lonely,
Whistle
P.S. My birthday is in 21 days. You didn't hear it from me...
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Our Mom isn't at Hogwarts, but she wishes she was. Instead, she slept in late and we had to wait a long time for our breakfast.
Then Dad left a bit of his bagel on a plate and Ouzo licked the jam off of it. Good times.
Truffle and Ouzo
My mom did not go to Hogwarts either, but in a couple of weeks she is going to a place that looks liek the Great Hall.
I can open drawers with my paws. I pull out Mommy's tee-shirts and lay them on the floor. She says I am "brilliant!"
Hey, I hear you about the bday, but not a word will cross my whiskers.
Mel
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