My younger person came home this weekend. And he told me he missed me – and he even let me in his room.
But the best thing is – he brought a hat for Scratchy. He came across a little cup and decided to turn it into a hat. Well, obviously it was a hat for Scratchy because it wouldn’t fit any of the rest of us.
I don’t think Scratchy appreciated his gift, but it sure was fun watching him try to get it off.
Scratchy, hats aren’t all that bad. You should wear it for awhile. We can have a party.
See, I still have my hat left over from the dog party. I’ll even put it on for you.
What do you mean it turned my eyes two different colors?
Scratchy, I think we need to take off our hats now. This one’s giving away my party secrets.