Well, here we are. This writing business is harder than it looks, especially when you’ve got a partner. One of us wants to write about what goes on outside (Mischief, the dark handsome sealpoint) and one of us wants to write about goes on inside (Trouble, the chocolate point, aka the mocha marvel) and we both want to write about Life and stuff.
Our person, Decca, says we can write about anything we want as long as we use good grammar and spelling and don’t use baby talk. Decca is a writer and she cares about things like that.
Decca makes writing look like fun, the way her fingers make the keys clack. We like that sound. It’s almost as good as tissue paper rustling! That’s why we try to help her whenever we can.
We call Decca our person because that’s what she is. She not our mom. That would be Sophie. She is a sealpoint like Mischief, only smaller. She was a good mom and we miss her, but she taught us a lot of good things before we came to live with Decca when we were 12 weeks old. We’re 2 now. We tweet “Things our mother taught us” every Friday @DeccaCats.
Last week it was “Poke your nose into everything.” We work hard at that. Decca wasn’t half upset when she saw we could open the sideboard cabinet in the dining room. It just has old dishes in it, but you never know when something more interesting could be in there, right? So we check periodically when she’s busy in another room. The clinking usually gives us away, but that’s OK, too.
Decca doesn’t yell at us, she does what she calls “distracting” when she wants us to stop doing what we’re doing. We call that getting her to play with us! So we try to do “distracting” things a lot so she’ll leave the keyboard and play.
Except now we want our turn to write, too!
Bye now and thanks for reading. Follow us on Twitter and we’ll tell you when Decca lets us write again.