One day, I will write the story of how Alice, the cat, came home with Benjamin, but for today, I have to write about her adventure.
She is a small, gray cat, who has the cutest meow and the softest fur. Today, I am not sure how it happened, but sweet Alice, had an adventure.
When Madeline and Andrew came home from school, they decided they wanted to take some photographs of each other outside. Madeline called me and asked where I put my collection of cute winter hats. Our foyer has two separate coat closets, and I told Madeline the hats were in the non-kid coat closet in a basket on the floor.
When I arrived home, Madeline shared the story of how she opened the closet and reached in to get the hats, and found Alice, sound asleep, curled up in the basket. I had noticed earlier in the day, I didn't see Alice much, but thought she must be sleeping somewhere in the house. I tried to remember the last time I was in the closet, and I think it was about five hours before Madeline found her.
This evening, the coat closet was closed, yet Alice was laying in front of the door. She must have wanted to get back in and enjoy the peaceful quiet of her basket nest filled with my winter hats and mittens.
She is a small, gray cat, who has the cutest meow and the softest fur. Today, I am not sure how it happened, but sweet Alice, had an adventure.
When Madeline and Andrew came home from school, they decided they wanted to take some photographs of each other outside. Madeline called me and asked where I put my collection of cute winter hats. Our foyer has two separate coat closets, and I told Madeline the hats were in the non-kid coat closet in a basket on the floor.
When I arrived home, Madeline shared the story of how she opened the closet and reached in to get the hats, and found Alice, sound asleep, curled up in the basket. I had noticed earlier in the day, I didn't see Alice much, but thought she must be sleeping somewhere in the house. I tried to remember the last time I was in the closet, and I think it was about five hours before Madeline found her.
This evening, the coat closet was closed, yet Alice was laying in front of the door. She must have wanted to get back in and enjoy the peaceful quiet of her basket nest filled with my winter hats and mittens.
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