The Otis Feed

Fur rather obvious reasons, I nevfurr went to public school; I was home-schooled. That’s not to say I didn’t receive the propurr education. Although the only thing I didn’t learn in my academic career was becoming a big brother – good thing that came naturally to me. It’s mind boggling that four years ago I was preparing to be a big brother fur the furrst time, and yesterday my kid sister had her purre-k screening.

Ellie was nervous, which is understandable. I would be too if I had to ride in the car (or on a big yellow school bus) and then socialize with a lot of new people at a new place. Luckily, she’s outgoing and ovfurr came her scardy-cat fears because when she came back home she was a chatterbox; telling me all about her school. She got to play with blocks and play-doh, furriends, and meet some teachers too. Sounds like she has a lot to look forward to when school starts in Septempurr.

Mom is having a hard time wrapping her head around the changes coming up this fall (no, I’m not refrrring to the leaves changing and the drop in tempurrature). She’s happy fur Ellie, but sad she’s truly no longer a baby.

At least Mom and Dad will get a cute Purre-k picture to hang next to mine. Would you just look at that little baby face? Not to brag, but I was the cutest little kitten in my class. And if memory serves, I was awarded the best cat-napper in the class.