An At-Home Adventure
Stinky is pacing in front of the teleportation tunnel. Once again, he is worried Periwinkle will be disappointed in their adventure when she finds out they are staying at his house. Before he has time to work himself into a frenzy, however, the teleportation tunnel starts rumbling and ejects Periwinkle with the familiar whoosh. Stinky grabs her before she tumbles head first into the kitten enclosure.
She’s giggling as he wraps her in a huge paw hug. “What’s so funny, Periwinkle?” he asks.
“Oh, the teleportation tunnel was a bit wonky today and it kept tickling me,” she replies with another giggle.
“Well, I am happy you are in such a good mood, as I am afraid we aren’t going any place fun for today’s adventure,” Stinky tells her.
Periwinkle takes Stinky’s paw and replies, “How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t care what we do as long as we are together.”
“I know, but I like to take you to interesting places,” bemoans Stinky.
“I bet you have figured out something fabulous even if we are staying put.”
Miscellaneous October 11 Holidays
“You know I often try to plan something significant for the date of our adventure, but that didn’t work out this week. But I do have a couple of fun things to do before we get to my actual plans, as there are a few ‘miscellaneous’ holidays today.”
Periwinkle claps her paws and bounces up and down. “Oh goody, I love holidays. Will there be presents?”
“Not really that kind of holidays.”
“Phooey,” replies Periwinkle. “Whatever it is, let’s get on with it!”
Pet Peeve Week
“Okay. The first is Pet Peeve Week. Do you have any pet peeves?”
“I sure do, and it actually happens to be a pet. Reesie! Raz and I were doing just fine without her,” replies Periwinkle.
“Well, at least you don’t have eight furblings! What a pain in the tush. It peeves me when they try to take my place on the bed or steal my treats. And Astrid and Misty May really set me off when they go after my food. They are not supposed to have my medicine. But my biggest peeve is when Mom and Dad forget about 11 a.m. treat time. The really gets my dander up!”
“Wow, Stinky, that’s a lot of things to be peeved about.”
“I know, but like I said, try living with eight other cats!
International Face Your Fears Day
So, today is International Face Your Fears Day. What are your fears?”
”I don’t like loud noises or strangers. I usually hide from both of those things. How about you, Stinky, what are your fears?”
“I also don’t like loud noises. I don’t hide, but I always jump.”
“Aren’t you afraid of having seizures?”
“Not really. When they are over, I don’t remember anything about them. However, that is the reason Mom asked me to stay home today. I had another one at 2 a.m. Monday morning. I only made it one week again, which really sucks.”
Periwinkle wraps Stinky in a huge paw hug. “I am so sorry. It really stinks that you have those nasty things. I wish I had a magic potion that would take them away. But then, if you’d eat your noms, I know you’d have fewer of them.”
Take Your Medicine Americans Week
“Nice segue, Periwinkle. This week is Take Your Medicine Americans Week, which definitely pertains to me. And I promise to try to do better with my eating.”
“Thank you, replies Periwinkle.
Veterinary Technicians Week
“Finally, it is Veterinary Technicians Week. Now, I personally don’t care for anybody at the veterinarian’s office, but I know my mom and dad are partial to Tomika. And she does treat all of us very well.”
“Is that it? Are we going to have our at-home adventure now?” Periwinkle asks with a look of exasperation on her face.
Playing Dress-Up for Halloween
“Yep, and it does involve something you like,” Stinky tells her.
“Oh, goody. What is it?”
“Dress-up. We are going to try on several Halloween costumes and let our readers pick which one they like best for each of us. Then when we visit Walter and the black cats in two weeks to get their Halloween Trick or Treat wish list, we can wear what our readers selected.”
“Sounds like it might be fun,” says Periwinkle and gives Stinky a wink. “You do know what I like.” Periwinkle and Stinky get busy trying on several different costumes.
Recycled Mardi Gras Costumes
Lion and Flower
Baby Yoda and Raggedy Ann
Bee and Mouse
Pumpkin and Unicorn Princess
“Of course, you might like to wear the ballerina outfit you wore last Thursday for our ‘Modern Dance Misadventure.’ I know you liked that one. I’ve given our readers a link to that post, so they can check you out and vote for that costume if they’d like.”
“Good idea, Stinky. I do like that outfit. I wore it for Halloween one other year, but I bet no one remembers. Stinky, do you have a favorite of the costumes you tried on today?”
“I do, but I am not going to say. I don’t want to influence the voting.”
“Good thinking. I won’t tell my favorite either. Is it time for a snack and a visit with Raleigh and Audrey?”
“You bet. The sun’s out, so let’s have our snack on the catio.”
The tabbies take their snack out to the catio where they share with all of Stinky’s furblings. When they finish, Periwinkle plays with Raleigh and Audrey for a little while, but soon it is time for her to head home. After many whisker kisses, paw hugs and whispered, “I love yous,” Periwinkle enters the teleportation tunnel and with a whoosh is on her way home.
Stinky heads to his dad’s chair for a nice, long nap.
The End
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