January 18th 2011 4:52 pm
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My name is now Mr. Kitty, that's what the pawrents have been calling me all the time. That's fine with me, as long as I get my crunchies. I already got them my two scoops a day but I'm begging for them anyway. (Meowmy says for those of you who remember him, my begging is still nothing compared to Angel Ivan's begging. I know how to be polite, MOL.)
So I'm acting all cute and stuff hoping to get more crunchies tonight. Last night I got them but I didn't feel well. I was all mopy on Meowmy all night long. Gross Meowmy of course figured out that my box didn't have any "deposits" and that maybe that's why I was acting a little funny.
But today by the time she came home my stomach had done my work and all is well in Mr. Kitty's world again. *Diary Gal, this is not a ploy to be DDP tomorrow*
So I'm glad to be feeling better and dadcat even came home early today so I got to spend more time with him - yay!
This weekend the pawrents left me for 3 days and I was not happy when they got home. I was so lonely! But now it's better at least.
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Sparky if you're a diary pick tomorrow it was your crappy story that did it mate. I don't get any dried food as it killed mum's last cat and she doesn't want that to happen to me. So I get chicken legs to clean my teeth.
I'm so jealous of your chicken legs mate. Not your actual legs, but the things you clean your teeth with, MOL. That's pawful about your mom's cat. Make sure you tell Hazel Lucy about it!