Do closed doors ever get in your way?
Sometimes, they frustrate me REALLY BAD. I don’t have hands like Mama, and I’m not quite tall enough to get a grip on the knob with my paws.
But I can rattle a door. Mama says I’m good at it.
But I can rattle a door. Mama says I’m good at it.
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| If I could just a grip on this thing … |
That’s how I summon her to help me. Sometimes it works. But other times, she ignores me. Like this morning when she slept late. (Mama and Dad close their bedroom door at night. Something about cats climbing all over them and keeping them awake.)
What’s with that?
What’s with that?
Anyway, when Mama finally opened the door, she said something about pesky kitties.
I said, Whatever.
I said, Whatever.
The door Mama says yes to most leads out to the garage. She says it’s a safe place for me to explore.
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| Anybody out here? |
But sometimes it’s BORING.
Where I really like to go is out the big glass door to the patio and deck. Mama says she wants to be there with me when I go outside. Something about coyotes and bobcats.
Plus, there’s a big brown dog next door named Deuce. Mama says Deuce is a nice dog, but he doesn’t know much about kitties. And he is REAL BIG.
Plus, there’s a big brown dog next door named Deuce. Mama says Deuce is a nice dog, but he doesn’t know much about kitties. And he is REAL BIG.
I’ll tell you a secret. Sometimes when we’re outside, I sneak off down the steps. And around the corner.
I’ve even followed that brick walk to the front of the house. But to be honest, it was scary. Felt dangerous. Those contraptions that race up and down our street are loud. They make me nervous, so I always run back REAL FAST.
Mama and I made an agreement. I can go in the garage any time the big door is closed, and she’ll take me with her when she’s on the patio and deck. But if she isn’t outside, I can’t go either.
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| How does this work? |
You know something? The garage is not a bad place to play. I wish you could come over. I’d show you around the garage and ask Mama to take us out on the patio.
Do you ever have trouble opening doors? I could teach you to rattle them. But maybe you already know how.
Do some places feel dangerous when you venture through a new door?
Mama says it’s good to ask someone big to go with you to new places.
Probably a good idea.
Probably a good idea.
Who do you ask?
God is striding ahead of you.
He’s right there with you.
He won’t let you down;
he won’t leave you.
Don’t be intimidated.
Don’t worry.”
Deut. 31:8 MSG
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So sweet!!! This should be a children's book.
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Thank you. That could happen!
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LOL, Your kitties are so precious! That Lola is a smart one! Absolutely agree with Talya…a series even.
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It's good you have a kitty that will interact with you–besides just wanting in or out or wanting a brushing under the chin. Cute post. There WAS a time when editors didn't want animal-speaking stories. Don't know what the convention is now. xoxo
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Thanks, Pat. If it were to become a children's book, I think it would need to be told in third person. Although, the convention of non-talking animals may have changed, I'd need to research it to be sure. xoxo back to you.
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