Annie’s World (At the Beach)

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Annie Goes on a Beach Vacation

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This post is for forgottenman, who asked for it!

While my human enjoys company, I hide out here instead. For the two days they visit, I remain under the bed.
I wait here for my mistress, gazing at the wall, But when I go to look for her, she isn’t here at all.
She’s gadding with some other friends, forgetting little me. I gaze through this funny window, but there’s nothing there to see.
The minute she gets home again, I let her know my wishes. We three need attention––I and my two dishes.
She fills them up and they fill me. She’s off again and doing, and so I go in search of her to do a little mewing.
She has her little window balanced on her knees. I try to move in closer to see whatever she sees.
Hours later, she stirs herself  and I wonder what for. I do not wander after her, but stop at the back door.
They get a little rowdy while emptying their glasses, filling them again each time Senor Tequila passes.
They’ve made a little beach bar of a long plank and some logs, and on the other side of it, they fraternize with dogs!!!!!
I do not beg to join them, for I have other plans. I’ll wait here in the kitchen, guarding all the cans
When she comes in again, I’m glad she finally settles down, so I jump up to dig my claws into her dressing gown.
She carefully unsnags herself, but must forgive my sin, for she scratches me behind my ears and underneath my chin. The End. (For now.)

 

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