Return to Tiffany's

A children's picture book about friendship

Nunnie & Simi on Chair

Chapter One

Simi sat on the soft blue rug by the window, her fluffy white tail curled around her paws. The sunlight poured in, painting the room in warm golden hues. But even the cheerful sunshine couldn’t lift Simi’s spirits. She sighed deeply and looked over at Nunnie, who was perched on the armrest of the couch. Nunnie’s flat ears twitched, grumpy face tilted toward Simi.

“What’s with all the sighing?” Nunnie asked, voice low and rumbling, like the sound of a sleepy purr that couldn’t quite escape.

Simi flopped onto her back dramatically, her tiny legs in the air. “I’m so bored, Nunnie! There’s nothing to do, and everyone is too busy to play with me.”

Nunnie blinked slowly, amber eyes narrowing. “Bored? Aren’t you the same dog who chased her own tail for twenty minutes yesterday?”

“That was yesterday,” Simi groaned, rolling over. “Today feels... empty. It’s like no one has time for me. Not even you.”

Nunnie’s outstretched paws reached to snag any passersby, but no one was there. “I’m always busy, Simi. I have important cat things to do.”

Simi tilted her head. “Like what?”

“Well,” Nunnie began, sitting primly and watching the dancing sunlight, “there’s the daily staring contest with the fish tank, the mid-morning nap, the early-afternoon nap, and let’s not forget the late-afternoon nap.”

Simi frowned, her floppy ears drooping. “That’s just more proof! Everyone has something to do but me.”

Nunnie sighed, grumpy face softening just a little. “You’re not lonely, Simi. You’ve got me.”

“But you don’t play games with me,” Simi said, her big brown eyes looking up hopefully. “You don’t even like fetch!”

Nunnie sniffed. “Fetch is a ridiculous game. Why would anyone bring something back just to throw it again?”

Simi laughed, her tail wagging faintly. “Because it’s fun! And it’s not about the game—it’s about doing something together.”