Charlie’s Report with Cats

Hi, it's Charlie! Our weather has gotten cold and there are leaves on the walkways.

Today’s Caturday picture is a black cat and we’ll see more of it in a minute. I don’t know its name so today I’ll just call it Blake.

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A gray cat comes in our yard all the time. For this story I’m going to call it Greg.

This morning, we opened the front door and there was Greg. He got up and hid in the garden, which he often does. Some days I don’t see him, but I can tell he’s in there.

Well, Blake came along looking for him. But Greg is not a friendly cat.

Blake saw me watching him. Then he went back toward the street. Greg came creeping out of the garden.

I watched them, and I even tried to push the glass door open. At first, they looked at each other and then they pretended they didn’t know each other. After a while, they left separately. I did not see them when I went for my walk.

This afternoon I had a play date with Sadie.

Mom already told you about seeing Ranger Megan at the State Park. She was fixing some peanut butter treats for the birds, and I thought they smelled like something for me. She saw I was excited and let me lick the spoon. 

One thing I didn’t like this week was that there was a lot of noise on my street. Big trucks came with pounding machines. It was so loud I came back from my walk early.

Now it is quieter and I hope it stays that way because I like to go outside.