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Kitten Tales

Strollerin

First of all, let me meow that Catster must be havin a flea attack again cuz even with Fireyfox it is slooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww today. It does not wanna do much unless ya can wait and wait and wait... Mama had to go to our account page just to do my diary entry. I am yellin at ya to make ya wake up. Wake up, Catster!

Anywhoo, Peekie and I got our first stroller ride today. Mama worked in the yard this mornin. Then it looked like it was gonna rain, and it made a few sprinkles. Then it got all nice again. Mama did not really wanna clean house anyway, so she put me and the Peekster in our stroller, and out the door we went. Down the steps, bumpa, bumpa, bumpa. Brake on. Gate open. Then the areal adventure started. We bumpitied down the driverway to the road. Off we went down to the little store. It is not open no more, but it is still a nice walk.

We got bout halfway, and a litl silver car stopped. The man said "scuze me, where is the Marketplace?" Mama was amazed cuz they were REALLY losted. They were some nice Canadians, and they were visitin and got losted about five miles from where they wanted to be. Mama helped the nice man with some instrukshuns on gettin back to town and on the right street to get where they wanted to go. They turned around and honked and waved when they went by.

The Peekster got all skared when mama was talkin to the nice man, and she hided underneath our mattress. She did come out before we got home, and she never hided at all when mama took us to say hi to grampster in his garaj. Grampster was puttin mama's new ridey mower together, but he stopped long enough to tell us what nice kitties we are. We already knew, but ya always wanna be nice to your grampster. ;)

Mama brought us home, and then she took our stroller back to grampster. Mama sez grampster is the resident "fix-it guy," and mama needed the parent tray off our stroller. See, mama and daddy were all eksitered when they got the new glamper cuz they thought the stroller would fit in the cargo bay. Then when they tried, it was bout an inch too tall to go through the door. Mama sez they never use the parent tray anyhow. If ya put drinks in it and then go on a bumpity walk, the drinks get all shaked up, and if ya put keys or a cellerphone in the midl, they rattle round and make lotsa noise.

Mama and grampster got the parent tray off, and next time daddy comes, he and mama will have to test it again to make sure it will fit in the glamper cargo bay. After all, Peekie and I can't go on vacashun without our stroller. That would be terbl.

Campsterer Adventures

Well, OK; so I missed my DDP, but the Peekster and I did get to go to the new campsterer on Sunday. Mama calls it the glamper. What's up with that?

Anywhoo, on Sunday after breakerfust, mama and daddy went to the campsterer and opened the slidey thingies again and hooked up to the tricity with a giant cord. Later mama came inside with the kitty carrier. I was not smart enuff to run away, so I got catched first and went down to the "glamper" with mama and daddy. Peekie told me later she runned and hidened under the bed when she saw mama leavin with me in the carrier. Then mama was real mean and used a yarderstick to make Peekie go out from underneath the bed. Then Peekie runned behind the loveseat, and mama used the yarderstick again. Peekie sed she runned up the hall, but the beddyroom door was up tight, so she runned behind the loveseat again. Then cuz of the yarderstick she had to run to the dinin room, and then mama catched her even though she was hidin under the tabl. Pretty soon the Peekster was down in the glamper with me.

Mama and daddy were runnin round inside doin more stuffs like fixin the paper towel holder. Who knew daddy would have to take some of the lights loose to make sure he did not drill wires? Mama was mad cuz after 6 weeks of stayin on the wall, the backsplash thingie they put up behind the stove comed loose and falled down, so they had to fix that.

Finally mama brought our food and water dishies and some toys so the Peekster and I could play. It was gettin warm in the glamper, so we got to try out the air condishunner. It works real good! Some nice cool airs were blowin on me after I decidered daddy's chair was gonna be Gunnarr's chair. I even got a speshl cushy towel to snuggle in.

Later mama left and came back with three peacock feathers. She had sissers and cut the peacock feathers lots shorter and stucked em in the rangement of leather roses that mama buyed for a centerpiece for the glamper dinin room. Mama put the centerpiece on the table so she could admire it.

Later daddy was doin something outside and asked mama to come out and look at it. A few minutes later I heard mama say, "Oh, we should never have both left with the centerpiece out." Daddy was ahead of mama comin in the door, and daddy said "It's down..."

Peekie and I are not sayin who did it, and mama catnot guess which one of us it was cuz we are both crazy for feathers. Mama put the centerpiece away where Peekie and I catnot get it, and daddy played with us with the sticks left over.

After a long, LONG time, mama brought me home, and then she went back to the glamper and got the Peekster. We were so tired from all the eksitermunts that we needed long naps.

The moral of the story is that the centerpiece with the feathers can only be on the tabl when mama and daddy are akshly eatin there. :)

Anuther Missed DDP!

Can kitties fire their mamas? This is bout the second time I have missed one of my speshl days cuz mama thinks she is too bizzy doin nuther stuff instead of Catster. I do not know why she and daddy need to go shopsterin or sightseein or workin on projects round here. Don't they know Catsterland is more important?

I wanna thank all the friends who gived me good wishies and prezunts for my DDP on May 11, and thanks too for all the cool cups (MOL) and the Mama's Day flower prezunts too! I preshiate you all SO much!