King Alfred Has A Depression And Opines On Mother’s Day
May 17, 2015
Hi Guys! How’s it going?
I’m doin’ good. You know I had a depression. Yeah. That’s right: a depression.
In April, Moms went overseas to some African country – Angola I think.
After 5 days, I couldn’t take the separation any more, so I had a depression. First I disappeared for two days. My new Auntie – the sister of the young woman who stayed with Moms and me back in the summer of 2013 who’s now staying with us – noticed I wasn’t around much. Then she found me on my Moms’ bed – actually, it’s my bed, too – lookin’ real bad.
“Alfred, you look horrible! You’re depressed. I’m going to call your mother right away,” she announced. I didn’t care. I didn’t believe her.
Then she called, and I saw my Moms on the tablet and it was wonderful.
“Alfred… Little Man…?” My Moms said on the tablet. “Are you depressed? I’m coming home. Don’t worry. I haven’t abandoned you.”
Guys, there’s nothing like seeing your moms after you thought you had been forgotten and abandoned by her. I know she goes away a lot – and guys I can handle it. It’s just that when it’s so long, I get so nervous and convinced I’ve lost her forever. I acted better for the next week and when she returned a week later, I was good. Even my Auntie gave me a good report.
So, for this Mother’s Day (yes, my Moms went away again and left me behind), my gift to my Moms was my good behavior. I didn’t kick litter or poop out of my litter box. I didn’t vomit up hair balls. And, I was nice to my Auntie while my Moms was away.
Happy Belated Mother’s Day, guys! I hope you spent time with your mother.