Mei-Shun walked around 乙戸沼 of three fourth, nearly finished when it started raining. She rushed into her car, never likes to get wet or rather prefers umbrellas. Her family is in direct opposition: even in a quite heavy rainfall, they look all the same as going into the sunlight. Do you belong to their side, Tora-chan? You are too kind to welcome Mei-Shun at parking space in rainy mornings when she drives back home. Stay under the roof as Mikan-chan does.
To you, Mikan-chan. Mom wishes she could go anywhere with you — sorry to bring you up as a lonely girl. She had to leave you at home to visit her mother today, since it is the only day available for them to enjoy chatting on handmade ohagi sweets. Yes, your human grandma will go to 草津 again soon. Thank you so much for staying a good girl every time. Oh, you are turning around following a long, fluffy pole. Sweetest baby, it is your own lovely tail.
It rains hard today. Mom makes one-piece sandwiches of futon mats on such a day, the best bed for me. She puts on a skirt from early morning, none of T-shirt and pants. Her cap and scarf, with whom she often leaves me alone for around an hour, are on the coat hanger. You are to sleep as well, just follow me. Purr, I’m so much satisfied with it. You want my photo, mom? It does not matter, I’m generous. Go ahead, and let me do as I like it.
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Tora-chan jumped over cat gates again. It is a matter to be scolded, yet she stayed several steps backward this time. She has learned not to reach the second floor. Her touching attitude reminds Mei-Shun of Fuku-chan, mom-in-law’s late pug girl. Her lovely eyes and amicable character changed Mei-Shun’s feeling toward dogs with flat faces. She slept at lower landing of our stairs when mom-in-law left her alone at night, asking if she was allowed to be there by those 2 round beads.
Permission to find it on my hip. Today’s rainy and cool, makes me much sleepier than usual. It might be caused by Typhoon 10 or Lionrock. It is very bizarre one, which has wandered around for a while before approaching us. Currently going up north, it left Kanto area under charcoal gray clouds with sporadic shower. Mom’s legs are the best place in such weather. Purr, I love her.
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Oh, it’s awful. It suddenly got dark, rumbling started in the distance. Mom, let me enter the bedroom. Not yet? Because I’ve not used the restroom? I have no … some, in my lower body. I’ve made it. Now let me in! It is thundering. Lightening follows, scarrreow!!!
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Mom overslept this morning, let me out of the cage around 7:00. Meow, it is easier to breathe than yesterday, isn’t it? She keeps the shutter of dad’s reading room facing the east closed till noon in the middle of summer, saying morning sunlight burns her. However, she opened all of them today. Oh, nice wind comes through. Are you taking a nap as well? I’m so happy to stay between your legs. The footpace of our roof floor, my second favorite napping place has been too hot in these several days. Purrrrrr …
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Mei-Shun sees a flowerpot sit alone at a door of the Us on the way in walking. Looking nice in the morning sunshine, while not alone sometimes — a cat relaxes next to it. Hi, do they keep you? May she name you Raco-chan after your artifact friend? You put a grey jacket on a white shirt. That combination resembles Kuro-chan, who never let Mei-Shun approach within a 5-foot circle in diameter around him/her. Such atmosphere you have as well.
It’s been nice for good sleep since yesterday. Mom gave up walking out in the morning, doing workout indoors. Oh, she starts 汐汲 practice as well. Good girl, you have to do it every day. You ask how about me? Meow, no exercise is necessary. Look at my elegant body line. No diet either, my eating is well controlled by Dr. O’s advice.
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The two men crouched by our troubled dishwasher and discussed, resulted in an initial failure of the appliance maker. Gray-haired gas fitter left saying good luck, younger salesperson stayed to call a repairer. The latter was driving around here by chance, visited us in a minute. He aligned the machine, told Mei-Shun that the door had not been locked enough. She tried once again, succeeded in making it start. Hi, Mikan-chan, what a good girl you’ve kept, with so many male strangers!
