Back to stay

Good mews, good mews, GOOD MEWS! I can't wait to tell you that... WHAT?! Luna already told you? Unfair.... she always gets to write her entries first. Infact, I think I'll complain.
I haven't been on Catster for ages, and I've been missing it A LOT! So here we are, both of us, Luna and I, back to Catster!!!

HEHEHEHEHEHEHETATATATATATAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! SHE HAS A WEAKNESS!
Now just to find 100 baby chickens, stuff them in her face and VOILA! she loves me again... well not again, she never really loved me but she'll love me!
LOVEMELOVEMELOVEMELOVEMELOVEME!!!!!
"Course I know what it feels like to be loved, to be in the spotlight... who am I kidding? I'm loved by my Mummy and Brother and Sissy and the Tall One but I want LUNA to love me so I don't get so many beatings, BANG BAM BASH!
But I've taken a stand, I'm not letting Luna beat me at all... at least not as much.
Ohh, when I become a big kitty.
BING BANG BASH KAPOOW!
And Luna will go flying... but when she comes back to EArth, bruised from my sinister revenge, I'll snuggle her up in bed, tuck her in like when Sissy is sick, and bring her warm fish soup with extra eyes and some catnip. She'll love me more than ever then.

LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOV ELOVELOVELOVELOVE!!!! MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMMEM E!!!

Now... she better get ready for my evil plot to make her love me!
Booster.

P.S Mummy always says that if a TomCat hits you it means he likes you, maybe Luna likes me!

Mummy said I'm allowed

Luna, but Mummy said..... I'm telling. Stop it, my ears. Mummy, she's chewing my ears again, tell her to stop. Luna let's go, good..... now back to my story telling, I believe she has already written hers, as per usual.

So to go to the start of the story we have to go back two days, when Sissy first came to Mummy's for the weekend (long weekend, really. A whole 4 days!).

Sissy was getting into bed, comfy with her book, and I felt quite uncomfortable, not having spent much time with her and all. The Pigs from New Guinea hadn't come with her to Mummy's so she was quite lonely, not having anyone to cuddle up with. So I decided that she needed some cuddling from something furry and fuzzy and well, me-like. So I bounded into her room and onto her bed. It was a school night, though, so I had to cheer her up fast before Mummy came to take me away. So, after a long wait, I found my purr. And have you ever heard the story of the Engine that Could? Well I'm that engine and I COULD!

Mummy of course worked it out, and she picked me up and took me out. But my dear friends, I would not go down without a fight, so I fought. First Mummy just took me out and put me in the dining room, it was past our curfew so we couldn't go out and play, and she went to the Living Room, where the Tall One was, and they talked, and watched that big talking thing, and everything humans do, and I sneaked out of the dining room and into Sissy's room. This time Sissy knew she would get in trouble for me being there, so she called for Mummy, and when Mummy came I was taken out again. And that went for a while before Mummy used some common-sense and she took me out, closed the door (something she should have done a while ago, would have saved us both some time) and put me, PLONK, in the middle of her big bed. Ok, so any cat with common sense would choose to curl in a ball and go to sleep right there and then, but this cat, as I said, doesn't give up.

But the door was closed, what was I supposed to do? Open it? That's a stupid idea, only cats with a high Meow-Q can open doors.... and mine, well, let's not get into that. SO I lay myself down, in a straight line, and lay right in the doorway, no one could get in without opening the door, and I would be awaiting to go in straight after them.... 'course, Mummy had already said goodnight so instead of my marvelous plan going into action I became a guard dog.

That was the beginning of our story, stay tuned, Sissy is being kicked off, just quickly.

Are you my Mummy?

Two people, one small, one tall. Come out of my house, walking along, talking and laughing.
"Boo!" The little one says.
How does she know my name.
Good thing I'm tame.
Should I go with them, or go away.
I decide to follow, but stay behind. At least two steps
As you may know, I'm one of a kind.
Then I forget to follow and I remember.
That was Mummy
I should have been more chatty

Tummy rubbing

Do you like having your tummy rubbed? I do! And my head. I love playing, Mummy and Sissy say I'm a kitten at heart, unlike Luna who's a grouch. Luna is lying on Sissy's legs, she's still sick. I decided to join them for my very own sick day.
It's nice to have a sick day once in a while.
I'm expecting a treat for being so kitten like while the Grouch lies on poeple, but Mummy and Sissy can't find the treats... I miss them.
I hope everyone's happy,
Booster

I have a job.... but I think I was fired...

I HAVE A JOB! Not anymore, I was most probably fired.... I think I was fired. I'm sure that if I practise my Pig from New Guinea minding I'll get back into business, but The Pigs from New Guinea (yes there are two now!) left me...

In true story telling fashion, here are the charcters:
Pig from New Guinea #1 (known as Cinnamon... apparently. B1 as well :))
ME (Boo, if you didn't know you may be on the wrong page :P)
Pig from New Guinea #2 (known as Mocha, also known as B2)

Before I start Luna wants to make a point: Mummy and Sissy are just asking for me to eat them, Mocha and Cinnamon. Who calls prey after food?

Now, back on track, or the best track I can find:

Once upon a time.... there was a girl of 10. She had two cats, Luna and Boo. And a crazy dog (look him up on dogster) Scooter, and two small pigs from New Guinea. The pigs ate grass and in the garden there was grass galore so why not munch down in the back garden... they did.
One day the girl of 10, also now as Sissy, brang (brought, Boo. Not brang, she brought them.) May I just say that is the weirdest thing I have heard. She didn't 'brought' them. It's not like she went to Metro and just brought them, or did she? Continuing, them down with the taller girl, also known as Mummy. The pigs munched their grass but before they started I was called over.
"Would you mind doing us a favor?" B2 asked shyly, walking away from me.
"I'd love to." I answered, keeping my own distance. These things could have disease for all I know... or big teeth...
" Guard us. Look at those humans, one even jokes she may eats us. And that other big thing." B1 exclaimed, nodding her head to the unsuspecting humans.
"You mean the big fat black and white thing? Her names Luna." (WHAT!!! Once Mummy and Sissy are gone... oh just you wait) I stuttered. "I mean the skinny and most beautiful thing." (That's more like it)... between me and you, I'm still going with fat and black and white. (WHAT WAS THAT?) Nothing oh queen of all that is precious.. *wink wink, nudge, nudge*
Back to the story. I explained Luna and her 'cattiness' to the two small PNGs. "Never say I told you she was big and fat." (Bit late now).

I agreed to guard them and did so with all my might. I sat in front of the humans so they could not reach the sacred PNGs. I also squeezed in a bath while no one was looking. But I shouldn't have. The PNGs are more clever than most, i.e the big fat black and white, (I can still hear you) and so CInnamon ran one way and Mocha waited before running after her. The perfect escape plan.

Maybe next time they'll tell me before they run away.
Over and out,
Boo

P.S Mummy and Sissy caught them after much trouble with Cinnamon. Mocha didn't put up much of a fight.

My Tranquility Stump

Nope, you heard right, my tranquility stump. In Mummy's garden is the stump of a tree, how it got there no one knows (luna interjection: It was planted from a seed. Or a seed landed there.... wow she knows a lot) and no one knows why it was cut down (luna interjection: because we need sun, not trees. To tell the truth, that doesn't sound right.) but it has turned into my tranquility stump (luna interjection (AGAIN!): that poor stump.) okay, enough of luna interjections, she isn't a nice cat....

So, what do I do on a tranquility stump? Let my mind go blank (luna interjection: I'm sure that's impossible, Boo... Luna's right, it is hard to let my.... wait! WHAT?!) and then I think about food (LUNA AGAIN: how can your mind be blank and think? Actually, a bigger question, how can you think.) Now she is showing off her brilliance, just because I didn't graduate from Catvard like her (You didn't graduate from anywhere, Boo) and live here longer (You've still been "here" as long as I have, anyone who doesn't understand, we moved about a year ago) doesn't mean I ain't... okay now I've forgotten what this fight was about.

(There she goes again... daydreaming about a fat stump that sits in our garden, day and night.) At least I have something to treasure. (It's a stump, Boo. Two things a) it ain't moving anywhere and b) i treasure hundreds of things, the mouses I kill, though I usually give them to mum and-adding a third- c) you treasure a stump, that's very sad.) Bravo, Luna. You made everyone forget the story, even I did. (Again, that is not a hard task for you) -ignoring you- so now we are going to sign off.

Tranquility Stumps for Everyone,
Boo

(And me, the one who actually matters in this story, is also signing off. I'll see you all at MY diary. Luna)

HOORAY, HURRAH!

I'm a daily diary pick! Sing a song, dance around because this is my second time ever!
Head in the clouds,
feet on the ground!

Countdown

Looks like I forgot to do my countdown for a while. Here goes:

Day 3-A bag of treats just for me
Day 4-A blue collar (I want a change)
Day 5-Another cuddle and play with the piggie

Framed

I was framed! The little pig from New Guinea went missing this morning and apparently someone saw me (not namin names) come out of the room our little piggie was in. Mummy went in about ten minutes later and was astonished to find no pig in her little home. I was blamed, but luckily enough I was already out and about.

Sissy woke when Mummy said that piggie had gone missing and everyone immediantly started to search for her. Sissy was in tears only five minutes into the search as they could not find her.

If you are following this make sure you believe everything I write, so do not think I'm lying. I didn't eat her. I'm not a huntress like Luna, I don't eat helpless creatures. I play with them!

Sissy was crying a lot but she had an idea, apparently our little piggie loves cucumber and can smell it a mile away. She cut some up and stuck them around the room, a few minutes later there was a scampering sound and there was the little piggie watching Sissy.

I'm telling you, I was framed! All I did was pick her up carefully and put her down to play, there are no scratches on the pig, at least we hope there aren't. Sissy was so upset that me and Luna feel like killers without killing anything.... I'm upset too.

I. Was. Framed.
Boo