Getting Lost AND Stuck

Mama was surprised at how good I was today. It might have something to do with my shots the other day. I have been sleeping a little more since I got my rabies shot on Tuesday.

I slept and played nice with my toys until this afternoon. Then mama heard me talking like I do to my toys sometimes, a cute little conversational tone I use instead of my usual yowling. Mama started looking around to see where I was. She started talking to me, calling me, but I would not come. She got up and looked all around. No Run and Gun anywhere. She started getting kind of scared because she knew I was somewhere I wasn't sposed to go. She finally found me sort of behind and under the daybed. I can't really get under it because there is a pop-up mattress underneath, but somehow (it was hard, let me tell ya) I got underneath the edge and went back behind. I guess I forgot I'm not a pipsqueak anymore. I had to squirm and work to get my long, lean big boy self turned around. Mama looked pretty relieved when I finally made my escape from the big bad daybed. I guess pretty soon I'll be too big to hide anywhere fun except in the closets.

I love my new kitty cursor. Mama found it last night. It is a little gray kitty playing with a red ball. Oh, it looks wonderful on my Catster page!

Thanks to everykitty who signed my guestbook. My little TV looks lots better now.

Special thanks to Kibbles, Francis, and Yoda who comment on my diary entries. It's nice to know somekitty is reading them!

It was Terrible

I got my shots this evening. It was terrible!

First they weighed me. I am 5.06 pounds already, and I am about 18 weeks old. That part was OK. Then we waited...and waited...and waited. Finally my doctor, Dr. Mike, came in. Mama asked him to look at my eye because at my well-kitten check he saw something. He told mama there is something in a kitten's eye that has to fuse. Mine wasn't done yet. He said today both my eyes looked fine. We played a few games, and Dr. Mike gave me some treats. I should have known it was too much fun. Then he got the shot things. Oooooweeee. The rabies shot made me cry. I didn't care much about the other one. When we were done with the shots Dr. Mike listened to my heart and felt my tummy and my bladder and looked in my ears. I didn't mind that either. Mama demonstrated how long I am by holding me up like they do in cat shows. I just looked around. Then she showed Dr. how I will hang upside down. She says I am like a rag doll. Dr. was pretty impressed with that. He also said I had world record whiskers. They are kinda cool; they are black coming out and then turn white. They are pretty long and kinda curvy. I was looking sleek and shiny and pretty grown up. I am not a baby anymore, and Dr. was impressed. In fact, he was so impressed that he can't wait to see me in three more weeks. I think "something" might be going on...

Stealth

My friend, Klemy. would be proud of me. I have mastered the art of pouncing, so I've added to my repertoire. I am now working on stealth. Mama was walking through the living room, and the lights were off. It was real dark, so I sneaked along right behind her until she got right in the middle of the room. Then I POUNCED, not AT her feet, but right on her feet. She screamed, and I ran like a maniac kitten. Mission accomplished. I am ready for my first assignment.


LATER: Busted! Why does the cushion on the ottoman have to skid everytime I leap on it? I get away with the actual leaping around on it, but mama always knows what I've been doing because she says the cushion is always askew. What does "askew" mean, and how do I make it stop?

I Have a Guestbook

This is an open invitation to any kitties who might be reading my diary to visit my page and sign my guestbook. It is pretty cool, and you can be on TV! I am feeling lonely being on the TV all by myself. If you have a guestbook, I would be happy to sign yours.

SHOTS, SHOTS

Oh, NO! I have to see Dr. Mike for my rabbit shot! Oh, mama says that is a "rabies" shot. She said that is not the only shot either; I need more kitten shots. I think I have already had hundreds!

I also heard my friend, Milo, is going for his "big boy" surgery as his mom put it this week. It's OK, Milo. They will just make you take a nap, and when you wake up it will be all over. I already had mine before I came to live with mama, so she did not have to worry about it.

I have discovered catnip! Mama thought I kind of liked it even though I am so young, but today I have been chewing and licking my wonderful fleecy rat over and over again. I hold him lovingly in my paws and gnaw on and lick him all over. Mama says it is because he has some kitty nip in a pocket in his tummy.

Move over, mama and daddy. Rat is my new best friend!

Viruses Abound

What's a kitten to do? While searching for toys to put on my page last night, mama went to mixpod.com Lots of my friends have music players from this site, and I REALLY wanted the theme from Cops (bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do?) on my page. While mama was working on the music player, our ESET antivirus severed the connection, saying there was a virus. Mama had to dump the player and get off the internet. Pout; I really wanted a music player. Mama ran a full scan on our computer, and sure enough, ESET had quarantined four threats. It is too bad such smart people use their intelligence for "bad" things. :(

Housework, Always Housework!

Is kitten labor illegal. If not, it should be. Mama made me help clean the house this weekend. First she picked up all my toys from the middle of the living room. How's a kid sposed to play anyway? She took the toys and put them in a little basket. I thought she made a new game, so I tipped the basket over and started pulling toys out like a maniac kitten. I can't imagine why she was yelling so loud. You put the toys in, you take the toys out, you put the toys in, you take the toys out...

Mama said I had to help clean the house, but then she locked me out of the bathroom. I like anything with running water, but she said something about cleaning products, whatever that means. Anyway, I had to sit outside the closed door and wail until she finished.

The only fun I had was helping make the bed. Now everybody knows kitties are really good at that. I leaped and ran and leaped off the bed and back up on the bed, leaped at the covers as they were moving, and finally got caught under the big heavy quilt. Mama was going to take a picture, but she said I'm still too little; I don't make much of a lump in the bed.

I am even getting braver about the giant sucking machine. I don't like it; I'm afraid it might get ahold of my tail and suck me up, but this time I only sat and glared it from across the living room. Before I would run like, well, you know; I am not sposed to say the word, and then I would hide under the bed until it was quiet again.

Nip and Fishies

Mama says she thinks I'm gonna be a "nip" boy. She found a nice homemade toy that had some good catnip in it. I'm only 16 weeks old, but the nip made me kind of stoned. I loved the toy. I held it in my front paws and bunny-kicked the heck out of it. When I finally got too tired to fight with it anymore, I fell asleep. Mama said the toy was very damp. I guess it made me drool. I LIKE nip!

Fishies, fishies. I got my first taste of fish oil today, and it is very quite delishus. Mama put some on my afternoon snack, and I gobbled it right up. Now I am gonna be even more shiny.

P.S. It is too bad mama would not let me help her eat smoked oysters last night. I tried really hard, but she would not share even one! What's up with that? I would share my stuff with her, even my kibble.

They're On My Page!

Ooh, ooh; my guardian angels appeared on my page like magic. They are both VERY special kitties, and I'm honored to have them watching over me. Thanks, auntie, for helping mama with my page. It is looking spiffier and spiffier.

Army Assignments

I'm proud to say I have been practicing the assignment Klemy Q-tip gave me. I am pouncing on EVERYTHING! I've pounced on mama, chairs, mousies, beds, kitty teasers, tables, books; anything that gets in my way. Not a single thing has escaped my pounce. I am ready for the big-time.