Typing With Wet Paws: Almost Out of August Edition

Tails up, Storm Troopers! I’m Storm, you’re awesome, and this is Typing With Wet Paws. I will lead with the most exciting thing first. The hoomans are trying another new kind of litterbox for me. Never mind why. I guess robots have a learning curve. I will let you know how it goes.

photo by Mama Anna

There is also a new development with the me-patterned tropical shirt, and that is that we may have a front stoop bandit in our neighborhood. Last week, Neighbors got an email that a package had been delivered, but the thing was, there was no package. Last night, Aunt Linda also got an email that a package (the shirt) had been delivered but guess what – no shirt. Yeah. That is not okay. Aunt Linda is the one in charge of this sort of thing but she is feeling kind of meh today so she will look into that later.

Mama Anna thinks this is her mouse and mousepad, but it really is mine.

Mama Anna has more pink things for her desk. In case you are wondering, she is definitely getting ready for the superpowers to come back. I am pretty sure that I will still have to remind her when enough is enough and walk across the keyboard. Mama Anna calls that Kitten on the Keys. Usually, all that happens when I do that is that Mama Anna tells me, “Off the keyboard,” and maybe she helps me in the right direction. This time, she had more to say, because right after I walked on her keyboard, she got a message from Facebook that she was banned from a group for violating community standards. She tells me she doesn’t want to know what I said. She’s probably smart about that. They let her back in later, so how much harm could I have done, anyway? It’s cool.

Speaking of which, the weather is getting cooler here. Sometimes Papa has the fan on but it is too much for Mama Anna, so then she puts on a sweatshirt, but then that is too much so she takes it off. Blankets on. Blankets off. Papa usually wraps himself in a blanket burrito, and there is another fan that is only on him. mama Anna usually cuddles me, listens to soothing voices read scary stories, and falls asleep that way

Mama Anna is reading more, which is a good thing, and she has some things she wants to talk about with the special talking people vet next week. I am sure she will fill me in on everything that goes on there. I am cute and nosy, so probably yes.

What’s up for your weekend?