Favorite Time of Day
Grandma said I should talk about my favorite time of day. That's a hard one. Every time of day is my favorite. I really like first thing in the morning when we get up and go downstairs and I know exactly what to expect because Grandma doesn't change it up very often except if she has to go somewhere early or if someone is coming over early. Then I go hide behind the washing machine until I can figure out if everything is safe.
But mostly, it's all the same and I like routine a lot especially if it is about food, like first thing in the morning. In the afternoon I usually nap and if I'm really lucky, Grandma lets me start my nap on her lap. A lap nap! So that's another favorite time of my day.
Then in the evening we sit in the big green chair for a while. We've been watching for the raccoons to come visit on the deck, outside the glass doors. I'm writing a poem about that, but it isn't ready yet. Neither are the raccoons!
So the evenings are great but then the late evenings are perfect because I jump on Grandma's bed and usually get a story or an update about Mom and Dad and their sailing trip to beautiful places (See their blog). Last night Grandma took a video of me and sent it to Mom and Dad. (If you turn it way up you can hear me purr. I was so happy!)
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