This morning, my mom asked my sister and I a question. If we’d rather go on a field trip, or stay home and do homework. Thea and I both answered that we’d rather go on a field trip. Our parents took us to a marine research center ran by Tampa Bay Watch. Their goal is to get the environment and ecosystem healthy and litter free. As we were gazing at touch tanks full of beautiful fish, a bus pulled up, all of the kids bolted out with backpacks. Then it came to me, they were on a field trip too! My mom, dad, Thea, and I walked around before realizing that the children were going to be in the Education Center for a while. Eager to explore, we headed upstairs to a large room, I was happy we were able to find someone who could help us with information on volunteering. My favorite part of the trip was spying at fish, especially the little puffer fish.
Writing about “My Purrrspective” made me really think about Sox’s point of view, so here is part 2.
Early on a Monday morning people were already up and making a ruckus. I was oblivious to the source of the activity, so I sprang out of bed and decided to take a look. I saw Rocket also was investigating what was going on. I considered going back to bed, but I was eager to find out what the commotion was all about. It appeared to be coming from the kitchen. I creeped into the kitchen and observed a strange bag, but the bag wasn’t making any noise. Inside the mysterious bag held a few cat toys, cat food, litter and a bag of almonds. I was ecstatic, almonds are delicious and Grammy gives me some when I’m well behaved! I must’ve been extra good, because I got TWO handfuls of crunchy almonds. They were as scrumpsious as I remembered. I slowly enjoyed each almond one at a time, my tummy was full, so I dozed off on Grammy’s bed, dreaming about what I would be up to tomorrow.
Thank you for reading My Purrrspective pt. 2.
My family and I traveled to Beer can island on the 20th of April, Beer can island is a small island semi close to MacDill Air Force Base. We rode over to Beer can on our dad’s boat. We anchored the boat and started inflating a flamingo that my mom surprised us with. We brought a tool to inflate it, but it was surprisingly faster to blow it up with my mouth. I lounged on the flamingo for most of the trip. I would fall off to retrieve the ball my sister and I were tossing, or if I wanted to see what Thea was doing. The water felt so cold, but the air was warm, it was refreshing and enjoyable. Thea was busy making an outstanding crab hotel, which I wanted to destroy, but I didn’t. Beer can Island was loads of fun and I’m glad I went.
My Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Thea and I went to the pool. We splashed and played for a while and then ate some Grilled cheese sandwiches. I had lots of fun at the pool.
A family at Fort Desoto lost a bunch of napkins in a gust of wind. My Mom, Thea and I chose to pick them all up. I got lots of spurs in my feet, because I didn’t wear shoes while picking up the napkins which blew into the sea oats and sand spurs.
I was inspired by thea’shomeschoolblog’s post about her describing one of her cat’s perspective (Rocket’s perspective). Since we both live in the same house and we are sisters, I decided to blog about Sox’s point of view (Rocket’s small, but fierce, younger brother). I will be writing about what I think he was most likely thinking about this week.
I woke up to an angle rubbing my neck drinking her coffee in bed and talking to a scruffy bear. The Goddess I saw before me, I call “Grammy” and the furry bear, I call ”Gram-pa”. I walk away to get my favorite rat toy, so Grammy and I can play fetch together. I realized that it wasn’t near the bathroom, where I usually leave it. I turned around and saw that Rocket was playing with my toys! I waited until he was face down and he couldn’t see me. I leaped gracefully and bit his scruff, he started kicking my valuable chest, so I stopped fighting with him. I was happily walking away and secretly holding the rat in my mouth. I took a big jump onto Grammy’s bed and I left the toy by her feet. We played fetch for 20 minutes and then I was thirsty and strutted off to the water bowl. After I was done rehydrating, I decided to take a nap in the middle of the hall way. Suddenly Rocket bolted towards me and his tail looked like a pipe-cleaner. I dodged him the first run, but he bit me from the back and took me down. I used his kicking method and it worked! First I turned myself around and bit his neck, then i started kicking his belly with my back paws, thus leading to victory. We both ran in separate directions and slept until the next day. I woke up extremely early to eat some food, but Rocket was eating some first. I waited until he was done, so I could eat. I wolfed down some chow and proceeded to chill on the screened porch. I dozed off until Grampa sat down next to me. I zipped away and slirped some delishous water before heading to Grammy’s bed. I rested in the middle of two pillows for most of the day. I woke up and Grammy was next to me and taking pictures. Oh wait, that is mommy one (Thea) and mommy two (Me). I quickly turned around, but then they started to pet me on the neck. I ran away as swiftly as I could into the kitchen were I slurped down some cold water. I was bit in the back by none other than Rocket. I sprinted into the garage and hid under the desk for the rest of the night.
Thank you for reading about Sox’s perspective (or purrrspective). I hope to create more of these perspectives of animals.
Today my sister and I made Unicorn cookies, they were delicious. We call them Flutter Jacks.
This Spring break I had expectations and realities. One reality was that some of my favorite cousins were taking their time to drive down to Florida. I had seen them during Winter break, but since I got used to them being so close, it was hard to leave them. The cousins left Indiana last Saturday and they arrived in Florida around noon on Sunday. The cousins arrived and I gave them all big hugs, even their puppy, Zeva. I was ecstatic to see them, but especially my favorite cousin, the youngest in her family, and super cool at twelve years old, Trinity. She is my favorite cousin because she doesn’t care if it’s too hot or cold, isn’t picky when it comes to food and is very helpful. Her older sister, Isabelle, is the complete opposite of Trinity, but she can be funny once in a while. My least favorite cousin that visited, Ethan, couldn’t take his eyes off his electronic devices, except when he munched on snacks or bullied the other kids. The rest of the day was followed by watching movies and playing video games. The next day came and we were packing for the beach! I was so exited because I wanted to play with my family, but there wasn’t enough space on our dad’s boat. There were eight seats, but nine people. Our mom was extremely generous and offered to stay behind. We had everything loaded on the boat when my mom asked for the keys for our outdoor bins. We were short 1 life jacket. “Where was the car?” you might ask, well it was in Macdill, forty-five minutes to an hour each way from Bay Vista, where we were loading up at. Thea volunteered to stay behind which was very nice of her to skip out on a day at the beach. We left to travel to an island called Beer can Island. The waves were HUGE and kept splashing the people who were on the back of the boat. It wasn’t as much fun as I would have hoped because the cousins were all on their electronic devices and I didn’t have my sister to play with. We spent 5 hours at the beach before heading back our house. The next day we traveled to Boyd Hill and gazed at wild alligators and trudged on many paths. The following morning we were off to present the beautiful of town Tarpon Springs to our cousins. We all spied sponges of many shapes and sizes then we proceeded back home where we all rested peacefully. In no time all the cousins had to travel back home, but I felt fine with that. I had enough of the cousins for a while and I was definitely ready to kick back and relax.
My sister and mom drew a tropical picture, pictured above. I saw this and drew the crab and “Lovely bunch of coconuts, didily, didily dum, small ones, big ones, some as big as your head!” next to the palm tree, but it’s not visible in the picture.
I was laying in my bed when one idea led to another and I found myself thinking about an animal. Not an animal that is alive or extinct, but an animal that I made up. I decided to call this creation Oliver. “Why Oliver?” you might be thinking, well because Oliver is a cute name that I usually associate with something obscure or odd.
His proportions and size were the same as a full-grown lion. His face, tail and torso were like a Chinese dragon that had the fins of a Crowntail betta down its back, at the tip of its tail and on his elbows. Oliver’s feet were dark grey and webbed like duck feet, but the legs were furry and patterned like a fawn’s back. The hands were lion paws with the same white spotted fawn pattern.