We are the great 8 that Mom refers to. Let us tell you how some of the “move” to Ohio has been. “Not right now, Emma, I’ll tell you what a move is later.” Emma is the youngest. See, after we were in cages for 18 hours, Mom and Dad let us out in what they call a basement. It was a rough 18 hours. We all survived fine. Emma thought she was having culture shock, though. We see Mom and Dad super busy about all the time. We see them in recliner chairs in the evenings. We try to comfort them. Dad falls asleep. Since there is so much business by both our parents, they sometimes holler. This scares us. Later, we see Mom and Dad kiss. Yuk. Sometimes this happens again. We wish they would not holler at each other. Once a week, they go to church and spend time away. We know they love God. We see and hear them both pray. They are good cat parents. Maybe they should spend more time at church. They usually come home smiling after.
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