Do you know that I spent ALL weekend long...looking for mom?
Do you know that she abandoned us? Left us home
to fend for ourselves with our dad?
Do you know that dad forgot to scoop the litter box in the downstairs bathroom?
When she FINALLY came home we caved and couldn't give her the back of disrespect. She is our mom after all and some of us...who shall remain nameless (Figgy, Nigel, me) are kinda mommas boys.
She smelled of sunshine and sand. Doesn't she know if there is sand where she is going she should take us?