Fred the Cat’s new assignment
I know by now you guys have heard what happened at the Pop house this week. Mr. Pop and Pop have been pretty quiet. They’re sad. I’m sad too, but I, Fred the Cat, have a new job to do. I must assume the responsibility of being the new four pawed, man of the house. I have moved up in seniority.
It is my responsibility to take care of anyone weeping. I must love them, allow tears to fall on my fur, and most importantly, I must listen to what they have to say. I think I’ll be good at the job, after all, I learned from the best, Murphy. He knew just how to do these things and he was the king of compassion.
I’m gonna miss the little dude. I used to run up to him and smooch him right on his snowy white fur. It was such fun for me, didn’t seem to be as much fun for him though. But let’s remember, he was a canine. Canines have their own sense of humor most of the time.
So I accept my new responsibility with honor. I’m fired up! Ready to go! Can I bring happiness back to our home? Yes I can!
Have a wonderful weekend and hug your buddies every single day.
Fred the Cat (the cat who loves you guys)