Greetings friends and your non furry servants! It’s Thunder here. Michigan has been awful to live in lately. It’s had lots and lots of loud sky booms- between the fireworks and the storms, my sisters and I have been quivering messes! (Despite my name, I detest thunderstorms. My name comes from my strong verbal skills). I’ve written a piece based on a combination of “The Three Little Pigs” and “Goldilocks”. Please enjoy!
The sky was blue and the sun was shining. It was a purrfect day to go out and play. Roco, Carrie and Lloyd were taking advantage of the abundance of sunspots and the warm breeze to chase mousies, pounce on rustling leaves, and lounge for naps. Things were going great, when all of the sudden…
Roco: “Do you hear that? What’s that low rumbling in the distance”?
Carrie: “I don’t know, but our sun is going away, too”.
Lloyd: “This stinks. I really wanted my fur to get orange highlights. Being brown all the time is so boring”.
Carrie: “Well, let’s wait and see. Maybe it’s just a blip in the weather”.
As soon as Carrie said that, rain began to fall.
Roco: “Ugh! I’m getting wet! Now my tail is going to be all fluffy and my humans are going to make stupid comments”.
Lloyd: “I see some places that look like decent shelter up ahead. Let’s see if we can find a suitable place to hide out for this travesty”.
Carrie: “Sounds good. Hopefully they have food. I’m starving. I haven’t eaten in 45 minutes”.
Roco: “I wouldn’t mind some food. And a nice soft spot to curl up for a nap. I’m overdue by at least 10 minutes”.
Carrie: “Okay, so a good nap spot and food. Lloyd, do you have any requests”?
Lloyd: “No, I just don’t want to get drenched. Let’s go!”
The three cats skittered off towards the sheltered area. When they got there, they discovered some sort of campground with tents. They were very excited. Just as they got to the campground a loud clap of thunder came. All three jumped in terror.
Carrie saw a large blue tent. She could smell fish coming from the tent.
Carrie: “Let’s go in here! It smells delicious. And this loud sky is going to attack us, I just know it is!”
Roco: “I don’t know, Carrie, what about that small brown tent a few feet over? It looks cozy. I bet there are great nap spots there. And yours smells weird. Like fish but mixed with that stuff humans use to smell better, deodorant I think it’s called? What if the humans in there are mean and get mad at you?”
Carrie: “Don’t be ridiculous, Roco. Yours looks tiny. I don’t need you crowding in and twitching your fluffy tail in my face”.
Lloyd: “Both of those seem like bad options. What about that tent off in the distance? It seems large enough for all of us, and I smell something delicious- catnip, maybe- coming from there. So we’ll get cat friendly people, ample napping spots, food, and shelter. It’s a win-win.”
Carrie: “NO! That’s too far to walk. We’re going with my choice, and that’s final!”
Lloyd: “Carrie, despite your- ambitious- shall we say, personality, you don’t get to always be in charge. I have an idea. Instead of standing here and arguing, all while getting rained on, why don’t we each go to our selected spot? If one doesn’t work out, we can join the others. But I’m not getting wet, and I’m sick of fighting!
Roco: “Sounds good to me. Just know, I’m not going to be moving once I get my prime napping spot.”
Carrie: “Harrumph. Fine. But when you come slinking back to me, remember that I am not sharing any of my food with you!”
Lloyd: “That’s fine. Let’s split”.
Carrie, Roco, and Lloyd split up. Carrie starts to try to paw her way into her selected tent when another thunderclap happens. She jumps and hisses.
Carrie: “Come on, tent! Unzip so I can get in!” Just then, the tent unzipped. Looking back at her was a very unhappy looking human.
Mean Human: “What do you want, cat? Shoo, go away. We don’t need mangy strays with us”.
With that, the human closed the tent. Carrie hung her head and walked away sadly.
Carrie: “Grumpy old man. I hope his fish tastes like water and not actual fish”.
Carrie meets up with Roco at his tent.
Roco: “Well, look at what the cat dragged in. What happened, no fish?”
Carrie: “Stop talking and let me in. I don’t want to talk about it.
Roco: “Well, here is no good, either. The humans let me in, but they’d had their blankets out for a picnic, and they got soaked. I may as well have tried to nap in a mud puddle.”
Carrie: “Oh, that’s awful! Well, let’s go find Lloyd. I doubt he’s had better luck. But we can all be miserable together”.
Just then, more thunder sounded. Carrie and Roco fluffed their tails and ran.
Carrie: “Ugh, this thunder is going to make my furs turn gray! I hope it’s almost done!”
Roco: “Me, too. Oh look, there’s Lloyd’s tent. But I don’t see Lloyd. I hope he’s okay.”
Roco and Carrie run up to the tent and start meowing desperately. Pretty quickly, a kind looking woman opens the tent.
Nice Human: “Oh, hello there kitties! You guys look soaked- and you must be terrified . I think I have one of your buddies; why don’t you come in and wait out this storm?”
Grateful, Carrie and Roco run inside. They spot Lloyd in the corner, curled up and licking his lips.
Lloyd: “Hey guys! What happened to your tents?”
Carrie: “It was awful! The human was mean, and wouldn’t share his fish!”
Roco: “Mine was soaked inside and out. It was unpleasant, at best”.
Lloyd: “Oh no, that stinks. Well, we lucked out here. This person loves cats! She shared her chicken with me, and said I can stay as long as I would like. And look, she’s bringing you some food, too”.
Carrie perked up. “Oooh, food! I’m definitely staying!”
Roco: “And I can get my nap! This place is pawsome!”
Lloyd: “I am glad you think so. Not to brag, but… I told you so!”
Carrie, Roco, and Lloyd hang out for the next few hours while the thunder and rain pass. On their way back to their humans…
Carrie: “Well, today was… Interesting. Let’s not repeat”.
Roco: “Yeah, I just got my tail fluff down.”
Lloyd: “Maybe next time, we should just run home and be protected by our humans from the storm. But for now, I’m going to go home and play with my favorite Mousie toy. See you later!”
Adventures in Cheeseland 