I Have a Sister

I remember that I had sisters and brothers when I was with Mama, but today one of my sisters came to live with me. She looks just like me (except I'm cuter!), only maybe a little smaller. I had to tell her that Not-Mom was okay, and then she played with me. She still isn't very good at drinking out of the thing Not-Mom feeds us with, and she is scared, but she did okay.

Not-Mom calls my sister Tinker. She said Tinker was in the backyard all by herself all day crying, and Mama didn't come for her, and Not-Mom couldn't find Mama and the rest of the family . . . just like me. Maybe Mama left Tinker there so Not-Mom would find her and I wouldn't have to be alone. I like to think that.