Green machines stealing my fluffy cotton!

I ran back to the house and started batting at the window to get mommy’s attention and eventually I got her to come outside and follows me to the back so she could stop them. Do you know what she said?! She just pat me on the head and said “They’re just picking the cotton now so they can rest on Thanksgiving, Denali. It’s nothing to worry about.”

I know they’re picking the cotton, I don’t want them to. So it is something to worry about. They’re stealing my fluffy white playground and mommy won’t do anything about it.

I tried to run out to stop thems myself, but mommy wouldn’t let me and took me inside. She had to get ready for work and didn’t have time to keep an eye on me she said, but that doesn’t make much sense since after she left she came right back!

Mommy explained that farmers plant those fields of cotton so that they grows it and pick it to use to make clothes, bedding, and toys, for humans and kittehs. She even showed me my favorite bunny and explained it was made out of cotton.

So I guess some good came from this, but I wish they would have torn up another cotton field and not mine.