Mom took care of grapefruits. Three babies have lied in one pot, losing energy day by day grown toward the limit. She therefore removed two of them, prepared new beds while augmented nutritive soil into the original one. Purr, well done. After she put off balcony slippers, my food flied onto them. You cannot stay there, hiss! Mom, open this glass window. I’ll help you to clean up.
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You have run so much kilometers in safe so far. Please kindly take our sincere gratitude. However, something weird often sounds from your engine these days. Your coatings on the roof, bonnet and rear bumper have begun to blur. Oh, how heartbreaking it is for Mei-Shun who took you over from her late father. She has to wait for another guy to replace you soon, handing you to Shin who has less time to drive.
His coat must be a good sun-breaker, yet it does not work for Vanilla Arc. He has little endurance in summer, breathes hard soon after lessons start even in the evening. Mei-Shun feels his condition through a saddle, very sorry for forcing him such a labor — she would like to win a certificate within this month, reserved him as a partner to help her. Honey, shall we shower together next time?
Meow, they have come again. I can’t stand seeing them buzz on our balcony floor. However, mom would not like me to open net windows by front paws, shuts me out from it with heavy glasses. We have 立秋=risshu, the first of autumn 二十四節気 she told me this morning. That might be why they give no chorus in such a sultry weather — humid, over 30 degrees Celsius at 8 o’clock.
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Mikan-chan always knows how Mei-Shun feels. When the latter takes rest on a futon mat with a fever, the former immediately joins while relaxes at her best place, looking indifferent when her mom is in better condition. All the same occurs between her parents — when Shin and Mei-Shun are in a bad mood after quarrel, their fluffy daughter rushes toward them with her tail upheld, turns on her back purring.
Hi, how are you? He often knocked our window these days, perhaps bring some message from beloved ones. Mei-Shun’s father visits us in a red hornet, Shin’s uncles in dragonflies. Black swallowtail butterflies seem to be haunted by her grandmother. Mikan-chan, why you “bark” at him? You stopped when mom came to take a photo. Do you mean to call her asked by this new face? What a good girl!
Tora-chan has several safe places to relax on, except for her outdoor bed beside mom-in-law’s living room. It might be one of them, a compressor unit of air-conditioner at next-door the Ys. She seems to choose the best place according to circumstances, not always follow mom-in-law who cannot but welcome her little friend anytime when she rushes into our front door.
Eight years have passed since Mei-Shun’s beloved father started his longest journey. A bit busy in daytime, she made a phone call to her mother living alone in the evening. Yes, mom, it rained 涙雨 during his funeral, left us full of tears before seeing clear sunlight. Oh, look at that 十五夜 moon. She might kindly come up to soothe our mind in spite of rainy season.
It is from me and mom, though daddy Shin is still in the plane to the U. S. right now. That means he sees two birthdays this year, doesn’t it? Mom practices Japanese dance after taking care of me. All right, go ahead. I’ll stay here not to make you panicked at losing me, while to keep quiet.
Meow, are you going to take a nap? Let me join on your futon mat. Purrrr …
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Purr, it’s cooler today. Mom, sit down on the sofa. She brought my summer bed from upstairs, but my best place is here — on her legs. You put on cotton dress, make it the most comfortable. Maybe due to temperature change, I’ve got my nose running. Not downward but upward a little. Mom always worries about it, asks me if it is all right. Pas de problème, just let me use paw gloves.
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