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My Saturday Sekrut

February 23rd 2013 7:54 pm
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Well, it was not the best day here at our house. Grampster comed over to fix the bathytub water makin thingie. He turned off all the water to our house. Mama had some water in a big kettle thingie and some jugs with water just in case it took all day to fix the water thingie.

Grampster came to our house, and mama went to get our potty cuz the Peekster and I were gonna stay in the beddyroom. Mama sed somethin bout me being "too helperful." Mama took the potty into the beddyroom. She did not say bad words but somethin more like OMG! See, when she comed around the side of Mr. Big Bed, she seed what happened. SUMBUDDY'S tummy got sick after breakfust, and there was a giant hairyball and a buncha kibble and lotsa kitty throw-up all over her special little rug next to the bed. The rug is white (wouldn't ya know it) with blue and pink and yellow in it. There was kitty throw-up and kibble and hairyball all over one corner, and it was all splattery. Course, mama discovered it right after we didn't have no water no more...

Grampster told mama she could take the rug to his house and soak it in his bathytub, so mama did that. When mama camed back, she discovered a buncha squishy kibble on the bathyroom floor. She looked at her slippers, and there was "somethin" on the bottoms. Then mama went into the beddyroom again and discovered anuther spot of kitty throw-up that she didn't see before. I think she walked through it a buncha times before she seed it.

Mama cleaned up the nuther kitty throw-up, put her slippers in the clothes hampster, and then she runned the SpotBot...twice! It was kinda skary cuz the Peekster and I were in the beddyroom while the SpotBot monster was eatin the carpet. It was pretty terbl.

I catnot beleeve that mama thinks I did it. After all, Peekie gots long furs. Somehow mama knows it was my throw-up. Akshly, it was not so bad cuz mama spoiled me cuz she felt sorry that my tummy got sick.

It is probly a good thing that mama washed the speshl rug after grampster left, and the big brown kitty throw-up stain looks like it all comed out. Whew!


Anuther Time Out!

February 23rd 2013 9:46 am
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Well, the nuther night I got wild again. I think mama is gettin real tired of me makin lotsa noise in the night. After I use the potty I like to race up the hall real fast, leap on the bed, and skid to a stop right by mama's pillow. Then I jump down and start whooshin on the closet doors. That makes a neato rattlerin sound, sorta like I am playin music. I guess mama does not like my music much. The nuther night I did it six times! Mama kept clappin her hands and telling me no, but I did not listen. Pretty soon mama got up, scooped me up in her arms, and put me in the bathyroom and closed the door. That was bout 2:30 in the mornin, and I had to stay there until mama got up. It was a LONG, LONG time!

This mornin I played a tune for mama on the metal heat grate thingie, and she liked it. Course it was mornin...


DDP's and Catster Fleas!

February 17th 2013 4:01 pm
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Thanks to every kitty and pup for your good wishies and prezunts for my DDP today. I was sprised cuz I have not writed anythin very eksitin in my diary for awhile now.

On anuther subject, I guess Catsterland needs anuther flea bath. Peekie and I went to visit the Cat of the Day, and the poor kitty was nowhere to be found. Do ya think she is too shy to come out? All we found when we went to the kitty's page was the message that there was no kitty there. Sigh...


Big Sky Kitty Kat Stuff

February 15th 2013 11:59 am
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Geez, we did not get to come to Catsterland yesterday cuz mama was bizzy doin nuther stuff, and look what happened! Thanks a bunch for all the cool boxers of candy on my page. I preshiate every single one. I am glad Peekie gots plenty of candy, so she will not try to take mine. It was real nice of all our friends to send us prezunts. Thanks again for thinkin of us.

Peekie finally got her new bed. It is just like our blueberry bed only it is cimminum. It smelled funny when mama tooked it outta the box, so the next morning mama washed it, and she and daddy tooked some of the stuffin out. Then they used the extra stuffin to put inside the blueberry bed. Peekie sed somethin bout me bein SO heavy that I squished the stuffin all down. Ummmmmm...she is not no lightweight neether. Anywhoo, mama did some kinda majik, and now the new bed smells all nice like mama and daddy and me and the Peekster. I still like the blueberry bed. I was hopin Peekie would take the new bed so I could have blueberry all to myself. I kept waitin and waitin, and sumtimes the Peekster was still in MY bed. Then yesterday while mama was finishin a murdery mystery, Peekie jumped up on the bed and went right in the cimminum bed. She sleeped there for hours, so I guess it is hers now.

Daddy had to leave for Bozerman to do a show, so he could not stay for Valentine's Day, but we had special dinner the night before, and Peekie and I got playtime with daddy for a coupla days before he had to leave. He pawmised he will come back on Monday.

I sure wish spring would get here so Peekie and I could go for some stroller rides, but I don't think the grounder hawg was right.


Time Out

February 10th 2013 2:04 pm
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For the first time in my entire, whole, entire life, I got put in time out. See it was 4:25 a.m., and I decidered I wanted the blueberry bed. Peekie was in it, so I started leapsterin at her and tryin to wrestle her out of the bed. I woked mama up, and she started usin her feets to try and make me stop. I jumped off the bed and runned away, but I camed back in bout three minutes and kept leapsterin at the Peekster and makin her growler. I did that four times, and finally mama sed I was a naughty boy. She turned on the lights and came to find where I had runned off to. I was sittin underneath the coffeetabler in the livin room. Mama tried to pick me up, but I didn't wanna come out from under the tabler. I didn't get yelled at or swatted or nuthin. Mama just pulled me out from under the tabler, carried me to the bathyroom, put me inside, and shuttened the door. Boy, it was dark in there. Mama went back to bed, and Peekie got the nice warm blueberry bed all to herself. I just hopped onto the window seat and went sleepin for the rest of the night. When mama got up this mornin and opened the door, I didn't even hop down right away. It was akshly pretty comfy in the bathyroom, but don't tell mama. She thought I was gettin punished.

I will be real glad when the new bed comes. Then there will be a blueberry bed and a cimmunum colored bed, both just the same. Mama sez with her luck Peekie and I will still wanna sleep in the same bed.

P.S. When I came back into the beddyroom and jumped up on the bed, Peekie came to say hi, and I gave her a kitty kiss and a lick or two on her face to show I wasn't mad cuz she gotted me into trubl.


She Said Yes!

February 7th 2013 6:30 pm
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The beautiful, sweet girl kitty I asked to be my Valentine this year said yes! Her name is Zoom, and she was my very first Valentine when we were just kittens. I am so eksitered I am doin high jumps and flips! Thank you for sayin yes, Zoom.


Valentine's Day

February 7th 2013 10:23 am
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Well, I just got real brave and asked a girl to be my Valentine for 2013. I catnot tell her name until she sez yes, but I hope she will. We have beened friends since we were just kittens, but she tooked a looooooooooong break from Catster, and we did not get to play much for a long time. She is a real sweet, beautiful kitty, and it would make me real happy if she says she will be my Valentine. I got all four of my paws crossed...


Rabbit Shotters

January 31st 2013 9:46 pm
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Yesterday mama tooked me to see Unkl Dr. Mike at Best Friends Animal Hospital. She sed sumthin bout "wellerness" and "rabbit shotters." I started worryin that I might turn into a rabbit with big old ears if Unkl Dr. gived me a rabbit shotter.

I did not like it very much when we got there. Mama had to pull me outta my carrier while the vet tech held onto the carrier. Then I mediately tried to go back in, but mama spun the carrier around and closed the door. I was kinda skared, but don't tell nobuddy. Mama wrapped me in a blankie, and we sat and waited for Unkl Dr. Mike.

Pretty soon Unkl comed in the room. Mama tried to tell him I had scaped, but Unkl knew I was in the blankie. I had to get lights in my eyes, a thingie poked in my ears, and my heart, lungs, and tummy examined.

Mama told Unkl Dr. bout the nuther vet lady sayin I was real fat. She told him it made her pretty mad. Unkl told mama they just started measurin kitties to figure out their BMI. What's a BMI? Oh, mama sez it means body mass index, and it tells if you are fat or not. The lady who showed Unkl how to do the measurin sed kitties should be asleep when they get measured because they would not behave. Well, I showed her! Mama and Unkl measured me, and I hardly wigglered at all. I got measured in a buncha places, and Unkl wrote down all the numbers on a paper. He thought auntie Serena could put the numbers in at the webbysite and print the results out for mama, but the webbysite was down, so we still do not know if I am fat or not.

The last thing Unkl did was give me my rabbit shotter. It did not even hurt. Finally, mama put my coat back on me and let me go in my carrier. I went right in thinkin all the peeples in the whole place could not pull me out again. I onliest had to wait while mama paid the bill, and then we got to come home. I was so happy when mama brought me in the house and opened my carrier door. Mama took my coat off, and then Peekie and I had some yummy kitty chow for dinner. After that I took a nice long napster.

This mornin it was all like it never even happened, and my ears are still little and pointy, not like a rabbit at all...


I'm a Naughty Boy

January 9th 2013 2:52 pm
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Mama sez lately I am a naughty boy. At night I have beened rattlin the closet doors. Mama yells at me, and I run away. Then bout five minutes later I come back and do it again. The second time mama claps her hands at me, and then I jump on the bed. Mama wonders why I come to her when she is tryin to make me stop doin sumthin. She does not know why I do it, and I am not tellin.

Two or three times every single night I sit next to mama's pillow and whine. Then I start pawin at mama's covers. I want her to let me come underneath the covers and snuggle. Usually the first time she lifts up the covers, I pretend like that is not what I want, so she puts the covers back down. Then I whine some more and paw, so mama lifts up the covers again, and I slink underneath. I go down aways, and then I turn around and come back and snuggle as close to mama as I can. Then I start purrin REAL loud. It is mostly the only time I purr anymore. I only stay a few minutes before I wanna leave, so I crawl around until I can find a way out. Then we start all over again.

Anuther thing I do that makes mama and even daddy think I am naughty is when I try to make Peekie get outta the blueberry bed. See, we both love the blueberry bed, and usually we take turns sleepin in it. Sumtimes in the night Peekie gets in the bed, and I wanna sleep there. I start leapsterin at Peekie and pretendin I wanna wrestle, but then I start bitin at her leggies. Peekie either starts growlerin, or she cries, and then mama and daddy if he is here, start yellin and make me jump down off the big bed and leave the beddyroom.

Geez, can't a guy cat have any fun?


Kissmouse Joy

December 25th 2012 5:01 pm
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It has beened pretty quiet round our house today, and I have been thinkin bout how lucky I am. See, my bruthers and I were not wanted. I can't say the first human I met was real bad, but she did threaten to take us to the shelter if sumbuddy did not take us away. Auntie Leslie from the Pet Paw-See found us a real cool foster mom, and we went to live with our foster mom and her son and daughter and lotsa nuther foster kittens and even two dawgs. We had lotsa luvs from all threes of the peeple who lived at our foster house, and we had nuther kitties and dawgs to play with and plenty of food and stuff, but we did not have furrever homes.

One day a lady came to see me. I was pretty bizzy playin with some bigger kittens, so the lady played with my bruthers almost as much as she played with me. She even almost tooked my bruther, Solomon, cuz he was such a fraidy cat, and he cried a lot, and she feeled sorry for him. In the end the lady gave her heart to me. She is my mama now.

I am a very lucky boy. I have my mama and daddy who luv me, and they let me know how much every single day. I get yummy chow with roasted deers and slammen and all the cold fresh water I wanna drink. I got a potty that is always clean and never stinky. I got more toys than I can even count. I got speshl kitty beds and nuther places that mama and daddy let me sleep like in my stroller or a speshl chair. I get to sleep on the big bed at night with mama every single night. If I get sick, mama takes me to my doktor, and he makes me weller.

The best thing I got besides mama and daddy is my sister. Her name is Peekaboo, but I got lotsa nicknames for her. Peekie is my very best friend. We bathe each nuther, and we wrestle and chase each nuther and ride together in our stroller. We guard the campster trailer together when we go on vacashun with mama and daddy, and we guard the whole house when mama and daddy are not here. My favorite thing to do with the Peekster is snuggle. I feel all warm and safe and happy when Peekie and I snuggle up with each nuther. Yeppers, I am a very lucky boy.

Kissmouse Joy to you all.

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