Today was a hot one. The keeper played farm housewife, and froze 15 pints of blueberries, and washed a lot of big things and hung them out to dry in the hot sun. She let Cecil and me play, and so we chased "Da bird" and each other. I hid in the laundry bowl and Cecil pretended not to notice me. He is a good companion. I hope he likes it here. He has been here for a week now. The keeper has to go back to her office on Wednesday. I hope this doesn't mean that we have to stay inside. It's hot in there. Cecil looks like her old cat Piggy who came from El Paso with her. He was also black and white and Piggy didn't mind the heat either.
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