May 2nd 2012 12:21 pm
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Well, OK, the horsie is not dead, but her cart is pretty smashed up. Mama and daddy were real bizzy doin projects for a coupla days. Then it was time for the gun and anteek show, so daddy set up on Friday, and mama and daddy were goned most of the time until the show closed on Sunday afternoon.
Since the weather has beened warmer, and we do not hafta run the furnaces, mama decidered to leave the office door open so Peekie and I could nap on the daybed, the little Muppet-Gunnarr-Peekie chair, or in our stroller.
I was feelin kinda neglectered, so I decided to explore more in the office. Daddy put up a nice heavy floatin shelf over mama's saddles. On the shelf are some toy horsies, a toy mule, and some other nicky-nacky stuff. The most interestin toy horsie is a brown and white pinto mare, and she has a cart hitched to her. I didn't really mean to hurt anything, I was just checkin her out when BOOM!!!! She falled off the shelf with the cart still hitched to her.
Mama went into the office when she got home and sawed the empty spot on the shelf. Then she looked down and sawed the horsie and the cart. When she picked everythin up, the wheels on the cart falled apart, and the pickernick basket that was on the seat of the cart was missin. Mama crawled around until she found the little basket. It was not hurt, and the horsie was not hurt, but the cart, well, let's just say it will not be driverin anywhere very soon.
Mama was so mad she was gonna throw the cart in the garbages cuz every time she looked at it, she got mad at me. She thought if the brokened stuff was just goned she would get over it faster. Then daddy said he would really like to try to fix the little cart, so mama let him take it. Whew! I guess daddy saved my bacon this time. Mama sez that is the naughtiest thing I have ever doned. If I didn't really even mean it, think what I could do if I tried real hard.
April 25th 2012 11:06 am
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That is what they call Montana, the Last Best Place. It is also knowned as the Treasure State and Big Sky Country. Now our governor is in New York. He went there with a buncha big trucks with pitchers of stuff like mountain goats on em and nuther scenic pitchers of Montana. Governor Schweitzer spent part of Tuesday in Times Square handin out free stuff from Montana like beef and bison jerky and huckleberry jam while invitin New Yorkers to visit Montana. The governor also tooked some little stuffed mountain goats they call Billy Bowman. They are a symbol of Glacier National Park, which is in Montana. Governor Schweitzer is a kinda wild guy, and he likes lotsa tensions, kinda like a kitty. ;) Mama calls it "showboatin." He is gonna be on the David Letterman show this evenin. I think he gots an inside connecshun cuz David Letterman has a ranch near Choteau, Montana, and he and his family like to spend time there in the summer. So, mama will be watchin on TV tonight to see what happens.
April 23rd 2012 6:27 pm
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The nuther day mama went to a webbysite for a company called Silver Sage Creations. The nice lady makes beeeeeeeuuuuuuuuutiful beads. She used to come to our town for shows, but mama has not seened her in a coupla years. When mama saw the nice lady (Julie Karnos) had an Etsy shop, mama went there to look. She found a bead she could not live without and ordered it from Julie's Etsy shop. That was on Wednesday. On Friday the bead comed in the mail. Mama was real eksitered, so she opened the package. Inside was a little pink organza (what the heck is that?) bag. Inside that all wrapped up in bubbler wraps was the pretty bead. Mama looked at the bead. Then she wrapped it back up in the bubbler wraps and put it in the middler of the dinin room table. The next mornin mama found the little pink bag on the dinin room floor. She asked me and the Peekster who stole the pink bag. Geez, mama, why would a guy cat want a pink organza bag? Peekie never fessed up, and she is my sister, so I didn't rat her out, but the organza bag was Peekaboo pink. Nuff said.
This evenin mama gave me and Peekie a new potty. Later while she was checkin out our friend activity at Catster, she smelled somethin spishus. She checked the potty and found some nice stinky kitty poop that was not covered. When mama asked who did it, I said I refused to answer on the grounds that it just MIGHT tend to incrimmer-nate me. I did not say it wasn't me cuz that would be lyin, and I don't tell lies. There is nothin wrong with fudgin a bit, tho. After all, why do I need to cover my poop when the Peekster will do it for me?
April 10th 2012 12:00 pm
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Mama says I get to be the spokeskitty for our family. Over Eeekster weekend our daddy was here, and mama and daddy were bizzy shopsterin for lumbers and rebuildin the privacy wall on our deck. We did not get to come to Catster a single time for like five WHOLE DAYS! Durin that time, Missy, Peekie, and I got bout a gazillionn Eeekster eggies from our friends. Thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU to everykitty and family for the beeeeeeeuuuuuutiful Eeekster prezunts.
Who knows how much mama will let us scamper bout Catsterland from now on. See, mama has a list of projects like knockin the old storaj shed down, fixin the board fence, fixin the nuther fence, "flippin" the garden that is by the old storaj shed, changin the mulchy stuff on all the gardens, and more nuther stuff than I can even count cuz I onliest have so many toes, and I have used em all up.
So for now, Peekie and I are both happy and healthy. We are gettin our stroller rides whenever the weather is nice enuff, and there is lotsa action outside our birdie watchin window.
We hope everykitty (and pups too) had a great Eekster and thanks again for your kindernesses and gen-ros-itee. We appreciate it!
P.S. Peekie says to tell ya we got a new laser toy, and it is Peekaboo Pink! :)
March 21st 2012 3:23 pm
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Hey, I don't get the combinashun of orange and puce. Does the big cat think kitties like those colors? Maybee some kits do, but I do not think it looks good together.
Mama is not a big fan of how Catster keeps "not respondin" for awhile, and then all of a sudden if ya wait awhile, then it will go again. We guess it is just another Catsterland day in paradise. No, we do not wanna go there...
Peekie and I got pretty lonely last week while mama and daddy were doin what is known as "art week" here in Great Falls. There are four major art shows, an anteek show, anteek gun and collectibles show, anteek show at one of the anteek malls, all sorts of exhibits, and even a pow wow.
Mama sed she was doned buyin art, but I think she lied. She comed home with a cute little bronze horse dance stick. She kinda planned on gettin one of those.
Then later mama and daddy met an artist from Colorado. His name is Paul Dykman, and he is a real nice man. Mama loved his paintins; they are oils, and he paints horses and native Americans and cowboys. Mama liked one of his paintins, but she did not have enuff monies, so she walked away. For two whole days mama thought and thought bout the paintin. Finally she asked grampster for a loan, and grampster said yes.
A funny thing happened then. Mama had gone to Mr. Dykman's webbysite and saw another paintin she really liked, but she told daddy she did not wanna buy somethin she did not have right in front of her. Sides, the shipsterin and everything would make the paintin even more spensive. When mama and daddy walked into the room, mama's paintin that she had been lookin at was goned, sold. Mama told Mr.Dykman bout the nuther paintin but that she would need to see it. Then mama glanced around the room, and there was the nuther paintin she liked. So...we got our new paintin hangin in the dinin room. It is a mountain scene with three lodges along a creek with snow and piney trees and red willows. Everbuddy is happy; mama, daddy cuz mama is, Mr. Dykman cuz he stold the paintin, and me and the Peekster cuz mama is back home with us where she belongs. I do not think mama will be goin much of anywhere for awhile cuz she is broked. Hey, mama; it is free to play with me and the Peekster. :)
March 13th 2012 2:44 pm
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Why do our videos keep diss-pearin? Mama comes to our pages and finds missin videos. She goes into our videos and edits em to show on our pages. Then she checks, and they are on our pages. Then maybee the next time mama comes back, some of our videos are goned again, and she did not do nothin.
I think I may hafta take Anna up on her offer for some catnipshun or Bachs Rescue Remedy to help with the Catster fleas. I got my seaterbelt on now, kitties, and I am keepin it on until after the upperdaterin is doned. :(
March 8th 2012 3:01 pm
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I been readerin in my group messages that kitties catnot send p-mail, so I tried sendin mail to my sister, Peekie. When mama and I clickered on the sendin mail button, a box camed up and said we would have to turn our messagin on to send p-mails. Mama wondered who turned off our messagin cuz it has always beened on. OK, so mama went into our account, and guess what? It said "turn messaging off," which means our messagin WAS ALREADY turned on.
I decidered to write in my diary bout it, but when I clicked on "add diary entry" on my page, nothin happened, and mama and I had to come to our account page to add a diary entry.
I am gettin ready to fasten my seaterbelt; I think Catster's gonna be a bumpy ride. Does anykitty have some Catster flea medsins I can borrow? :(
March 7th 2012 7:52 am
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Nah, I don't think so. My sister, Peekie, is not even a little bit dreamy. Peekie has nice furs for me to groom, and she is a great snuggler. She is a champeen restler; she could even beat me sumtimes before I got my mancat weight and shape. She onliest eets outta my dish when I am not usin it. She takes turns pretty much when we are playin with mama and daddy. Sumtimes Peekie even grooms me, and it feels real good when she cleans my face and ears. Peekie is a real good stroller ridin kitty too. I love my sister very lots, but she is onliest my sister; she is not dreamy...
February 28th 2012 9:52 am
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OK, so I am writin to splain to Da Tabbies why I like chickie. I think I wrote bout my jumpin lessons and how I did not do so good cuz I did not like the treets mama and daddy were usin to reward me. There were two different flavers of treets. One was tuna and the nuther kind was seafood medley. They were pretty stinky, and I licked at em, but they were not good enough to do a trick for.
So, see, here's the thing. When I was just a baby kitten, (before the Peekster even came to live here) I got sick. I catnot remember whether it was from stress or changin my food. Anyway, I got real nasty poops. Mama was tryin everythin, but finally I could not even hold the poops in, so I had to go to see Dr. Unkl Mike at Best Friends Animal Hospital. I stayed there a coupla days, and I had to take medsins every day. One of the nice vet techs, Allie, started puttin my metronidazole pill inside a chickie pill pocket. It was REALLY good! Tabbies, I was just a baby, and I did not know nothin bout burds and stuff, so I started likin chickie real much. Now I am like addicted to chickie, although I do eat roasted deers and slammon in my tasty wild stuff food.
Mama told me it is OK to like chickie cuz it is not really a burd like those stupid maggotpies or starlings. Chickie is "poultry," sooooo I think it is OK for me to keep eetin chickie.
February 27th 2012 7:41 pm
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Thanks, diary gal, for makin me a daily diary pick again today. At this rate, I am gonna be a REAL kitty writer. I guess I better keep practisin my writin. All I need is somethin to write about. I already tattled on Peekie, and all mama did today was make a mess in the craft room, and daddy is not even here to have an adventure with me. The onliest naughty thing I did today was try and eat some plastic, and mama caught me and yelled and made me leave before I even got a good taste. Here's hopesterin that tomorrow is more exciterin.
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