Hi Guys!
I’m back!
How are you, guys?!
King Alfred’s favorite picture
Sorry I haven’t written in a really long time. My moms took me back to the homestead and left me there without a computer. I don’t know how she thinks I’m going to write without a computer. She keeps pushing me to write and all talkin’ about how I need to keep practicing so I can write a book and earn my keep and all. And, then she walks off with the computer.
Can you believe it?!
So, I’m up here all alone and unable to write my posts. But, I’m lucky that my Moms comes back during the evenings to stay with me. She gets back too late – like around 11 pm or something – to help me with my blogs.
Moms is working on rehabbing another house in Durham and moving into it. Moms knows I stress out during moves. Also, I don’t like to be around a lot of construction and confusion so that’s why I’m here on the homestead.
I’m very happy here even though my Moms isn’t here. I like watching the tobacco grow and all.
Now that’s some beautiful tobacco, isn’t it?!
Moms says that we’re going to move again soon to Washington, DC. So, there’s no need for me to get used to another house in Durham if we’re going to move to the capital. I’m kind of nervous about this because we won’t stay with my Auntie J like we did when we came from Rwanda. Moms says we’re going to stay there for a long time. In the house she lived in before she moved to North Carolina. Before she met me and I became her cat. I don’t like the idea of my Moms having a past that doesn’t involve me.
I’m getting together all my toys so I’ll be prepared.
Guys, thanks for all your birthday wishes! I really appreciate it.
In the end, I didn’t have a a birthday party. My Moms forgot. Can you believe it? What kind of Mom forgets their own cat’s birthday? There we were at the Homestead with all the family and I was just waiting for my Moms to bring out my birthday cake . But, it never happened. Guys, I really wanted that birthday cake. And I wanted all of you there to celebrate with me and eat my cake. I know. I know. I don’t eat cake. Cats don’t eat cake. But, I was so lookin’ forward to having a cake with my name on it. Alfred. KING ALFRED.
Any way…
I’m trying to get over it.
I’m trying to focus on getting everyone to VOTE FOR ME in the Most Adorable Pet Contest! Vote here.
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