I'm Deputy Donut. I'm a cat. My human servant, Emily Westhill, named her donut and coffee shop after me, so she usually shortens my name to Dep.
Names. Who cares?
I like September. Warm sun still comes in windows, but the air outside can be crisp and tangy. Leaves drift down from trees. That can be very exciting. I know that they're leaves, not real prey, but chasing and catching them is excellent practice.
Emily and my friend Tom, who is often one of my servants at Deputy Donut, have their own form of excitement. They're
fastening dowels into a sheet of plywood and painting it what Emily says is a pretty color, and they're going to hang donuts and crullers on it for a wedding reception. I can't quite fathom what's so exciting about all of that, but maybe to them, it's excellent practice. For what, I can't tell you.
I would be happy if they merely let some of those donuts and crullers dry and harden, and then let me bat them around on the floors. They never do that.
The cranberry harvest is about to begin in northern Wisconsin. Emily takes me lots of places, but I hope she doesn't take me to the cranberry harvest. Too much water!
When Emily takes me places, like to and from work, I wear a harness and a leash. They keep me safe, she says, but I'm still not going anywhere near a flooded cranberry bog, thank you very much.
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