Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Saturday, February 05, 2022

Tanner's Tower

 by Tanner (Chief House Cat)

I don't generally make two posts so close together, but I wanted to share the news that I got a cat tower. On one of the rainy days, when I couldn't go outside and do cat-work, a box that said Ama-something appeared. Daddy took a bunch of pieces out of the box and started putting them together


Before long, I could tell it was going to be a cat tower. 


It wasn't as big as my old cat tower, though. My old cat tower is real big, but the kitties have sort of torn it up. In front of the tower is Chloe's old bed that Arlo sometimes uses.


Claudine and Charlotte were kind of interested in the box it came in. Charlotte likes boxes.


Before long, Charlotte looked at the bottom of the tower, but she wasn't real interested.


I decided to let the other kitties try out my tower before I took it over. That is the polite thing to do. Rufus got in it, and his brother Orville came to take a look, too.


Rufus even put his high-beams on.


Their brother Grover soon had to try it out.


Then Arlo had to try it out.


Orville decided to sit on top.


While Orville was on top and Arlo was in the middle, I got in the bottom  to try it out for myself. I fit real good. The bottom is a nice place to hide, but I wanted to get on top.


Orville said the view from the top was real good, so I let him stay there for a while.


Before long, Claudine came to see what was going on. I told her she would have to wait for her turn. Even Skippy, an outside cat who used to live down the road and who is most likely Otis and Charlotte's father, looked in. My new cat tower was a big hit with everyone.


Eventually, I finally got to the top of my cat tower. But I looked down and saw Chloe in her bed.


Chloe and I have been friends for a real long time, so I asked her if she'd like to join me.


She hopped up, and we had a nice visit. We watched it rain for a while and then we napped together.


Some of the other cats decided they would rather nap in bed.


Chloe finally went back to her own bed, and I finally had my cat tower all to myself.


I like my tower. I think it was my birthday present because I turned 9 years old this winter.  

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