February 16th 2010 3:26 pm
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Last night mama was fighting with a nasty little unwanted program on our computer until late. When she finished, she went to the kitchen to get something to eat. She heard a noise and came into the living room to find me. She looked all around the room, but she couldn't find me. Then some movement caught her eye. She looked up, and I was on top of the oak armoire that daddy made for our TV. It is almost six feet tall. I hopped onto the little old phone table and leaped almost straight up about three feet onto the armoire. When mama first saw me, I was sitting right next to a very spensive Roseville vase. Mama walked over real slow and took the vase down. I looked scared, and she hoped it was because I didn't want to be so high. She got me down, and then she told me how naughty I was. She decided to leave the vase somewhere else for the evening. This morning while mama was eating breakfast she heard a noise. She came into the living room, but I was too fast for her. She heard a loud THUMP. That was me leaping off the top of the armoire. Mama is worried because there is a huge picture of my sister on an easel up there. It has glass on it, and she is running out places to put spensive and breakable things where I can't find them. She is also worried that I will hurt myself jumping so far while I am still so young. I think she is planning some mean trick like putting a tape covered piece of cardboard on top of the phone table so I can't use it for a springboard. Mama says who needs Sodoku to keep your mind sharp when you have a kitten?