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Checking in With the Cousins

We haven’t heard from Cousins Earl and Shep in a while, so we thought we would check in on how they’re doing.

Cousin Shep: Hi, everyone! Good to see you! Sorry I’m a little distracted today. It’s laundry day, and that means everyone’s favorite activity: making the bed. 

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Cousin Earl: Holy cats! This isn’t a fitted sheet, it’s shark-infested territory, and they look hungry! I’m trapped by sharks. HELP!

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Cousin Shep: Did I hear you crying for help?

Cousin Earl: Umm… no. That must have been the photographer in a panic. You can see that everything is under control.

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Cousin Shep: Good, because you were interrupting my power nap hour.

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The Arrival of Not-Summer

Ashton: One of the things that humans who live in Florida often say is, “I miss the seasons!”

That’s silly. We have seasons. Summer, and not summer. The best part of not summer is that’s when the air conditioner turns off and the windows open, including the door to our little screened porch. It’s our own little taste of The Wild.

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The Wild has a great smell, and it lets me feel the wind in my whiskers.

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 I can watch the birds flying past, and… hey, what’s that?

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 I can’t quite reach it.

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Pierre: What’s going on out there, Ashton?

Ashton: Nothing. I was just enjoying The Wild.

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Ashton: And check this thing out. I can’t quite reach it, but what do you think it is?

Pierre: I think if you pull that, you’ll end up outside. You know, the place where there’s no canned food at dinnertime.

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Ashton: No canned food?! Maybe I’ll just leave it alone after all.

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Light as a Feather

Newton: What is this? It smells pawesome!

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Newton: And WHOA, it blows away in the ceiling fan if you let go to fast. I’ve got to hang onto it more carefully.

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Newton: You can’t escape me, feather!

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Newton: *SIWSH*

Pierre: Oh, hey, Newt. What’s that? It looks kind of fun!

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Newton: Oh, no, you don’t. This is my feather. Go find your own bird and knock it down to get your own.

Pierre: You knocked down a bird?

Newton: There’s a feather here, isn’t there?

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Newton: Mine, all mine! Safe from my thieving brother, too. I’ll be able to play with it for hours while he’s off looking for a bird to knock down.

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Safety note: feathers are strictly supervised toys in our house.

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