Newton: 1… and 2… and lift… and down….
Newton: … and out…. out….
Newton: Whoa, this is a workout! I need a drink and a snack now. And a nap.
This week, the head peep is headed to the BlogPaws pet blogging and social media and the Cat Writers Association conference. Yes, she is attending two conferences at the same time.
There’s a lot of packing to be done when she will be attending awards dinners for two organizations!
Pierre: This is an unauthorized suitcase.
Newton: Move your stripes, Pierre. I have to help pack now.
Newton: Don’t worry, I’m going to make sure she packs everything she needs, including me.
Our friends who follow us on Facebook may have seen that Pierre was supervising some kind of a project to create gifts from Ashton’s Chicken Emporium.
Ashton gave them her approval and they are ready to go now.
Newton: I want to go, too. Start pulling! I heard that it’s a long way to South Carolina.
Are you sure, Newton? There will be lots of other dogs and even some cats there.
Newton: Dogs? Maybe I’ll just take care of watchcat duties at home instead.
Newton: Ashton, what’s this?
Ashton: That’s my chicken magazine! Miss Connie from Tails from the Foster Kittens sent it to me.
Newton: I think it went bad. It doesn’t smell like chicken at all.
Ashton: No, don’t bury my magazine! It smells just fine.
Ashton: I’m trying to learn about how where chickens come from so I can make sure I have enough for my chicken emporium.
Ashton: Would you believe they say that chickens come from back yards? Have you ever seen one in our back yard?
Newton: Let me see that. There’s no way our back yard is growing chickens. I would have noticed.
Newton: But don’t worry, I’ll watch for them from now on.
Did you miss some of our chicken capers? You can catch up any time!
Newton: What’s wrong with the sofa cover? It looks like the humans didn’t put it on straight and it has a lump under it. Good help is so hard to find.
Newton: Maybe if I step on this lump, I can smooth it out.
Pierre: Do you MIND?
Newton: Whoa! Where’d you come from?
Pierre: From a very cozy sleep.
Newton: What just happened?
Newton: I was just trying to tidy up.