December 20th 2011 6:59 pm
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Mama ordered me and Gunnie a speshl bed. When it came, we did not like it, and that made mama sad. I think Gunnie maybee said it before, but our mama is stubborn, and she does not give up very often. Mama decidered the bed was too poofy, so she took some of the stuffins out of it. Then she decidered the cover was too stiff, and it probly did not smell good to me and Guns, so she washed it. Then she put the bed back together and rubbed it with her sockies from the laundry hampster. Then she got a bunch of our toys. She rubbed nip all over em and put em in the bed. Then she took dried nip leafs and rubbed the nip all over the inside of the bed. Mama waited for awhile, and Guns and I did not go in the bed, so she put me in the bed. I jumped out and runned away. Later mama found me and Guns all nipped out from sniffin all round the bed, but we were still not in it.
Just when mama thought maybe she would have to donate the nice new bed to the Pet Paw-See rescue, she camed into the beddyroom and found me sound asleep under the blankie in the new bed. I have been sleepin in the new bed, and it is mine now! I guess that's why Guns decidered it should be his bed. Mama camed into the beddyroom today and found Guns snuggled under the blankie in the bed. Mama thought maybee Guns would like some companies, so she put me in the bed with him. He just looked disgustered and got out of the bed and runned away.
Too bad, so sad; now the bed is mine again, Guns, and I am not lettin you in it next time.
December 12th 2011 3:56 pm
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Yesterday mama was sposed to be cleanerin house, but she needed to get out some things just in case Gunnie and I would let her take Kissmouse pictures.
Our big sister, Missy Mups, had FOUR BOXES of stuff for picture takin. Some of the things she never got to wear cuz she got sick, and mama would not make her pose anymore. Some things mama even forgottened she had. Mama kept takin things out of the box and wonderin if I would wear them.
At first I thought I should run away, but then I jumped up on the bed and stayed there. I tried on Missy's little pink cape with the white fur collar and pearls and a pink jewel. Then I tried on Missy's Santa suit and hat. It was kinda big, and mama didn't member how she fixed it for Missy until after she tooked it off me. I tried on a black cowgirl hat with a feather, a wizard hat (really cool; maybe I can make Gunnie diss-pear), a little headband with flowers and streamer ribbons, and the best one, Missy's Miss Liberty tiara. The tiara comed from Party America, and mama thinks it costed 97 cents, but it helped make Missy famous after the trade towers fell.
I even wore one of Missy's special Mardi Gras masks. I only had it on for a minute or two, and I fussed a little bit, but as long as I could see out the eye holes, it wasn't too bad.
Gunnie tried on some hats; the cowboy hat, the wizard hat, the Santa hat, and a little cop hat sumbuddy gave mama. Gunnie does not like the hats very much, and he yowled at mama while she tried to look at him wearin the hats. She kept kissin him and tellin him what a good boy he was, but it did not impress him much.
The bad part is my good behavior made mama think that Gunnie and I will pose for Kissmouse pictures next weekend when daddy is here to help. Missy always posed in front of the Kissmouse tree, but mama says Gunnie and I are way too wild to even have a Kissmouse tree. Mama was out of ideas until she remembered the Santa throw daddy uses for one of his holiday craft shows. Now mama and daddy are plottin gainst me and Gunnie. Daddy says he is bringin the Santa throw. I sure hope he has some treats too. Gunnie says he is gonna contact the Kitty Kat Union and maybe get a contract mama and daddy have to sign before they can make us work so hard.
December 6th 2011 5:57 pm
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I have not seened much of the leather and bunny fur trapster hat that mama got for her birthday. After I tried to kill it, mama put it in the no-no room. She said it was for "safety." Whose safety; the hat's or mine?
Today it was real cold and windy out, and mama was gonna go out and help daddy get his wood and put it in the truck. Gunnie and I saw mama go in the no-no room and get her hat. We were both followin her and tryin to sniffy the hat, but mama put it on her head, and we could not reach it! She looked funny, but she was not laughin. Gunnie and I watched mama out the window while she was outside in the cold wind. When mama comed back inside, she said she is a "mad bomber." I do not know what that means; I just think mama looks funny. That hat would look better if Gunnie and I could fix it.
November 28th 2011 6:30 pm
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Saturday was mama's birthday. Daddy was cookin breakfast when mama finished gettin all fixed up and came out to the dinin room. There was a birthday card and a box wrapped in pretty pink paper on the dinin room table. Mama opened the card and got all mushy with daddy. It was yucky. Then she opened the present.
It was the most wonderful present in the world. It was a black leather Mad Bomber trapper hat with real bunny fur on it. At least that is what mama called it. I was on mama's chair, and to me it looked like a super giant rat that I should kill. Gunnie was standin on his hinder legs tryin to sniffy the hat, but I was closer. I was bein real polite, so mama let me get close to her new rat, errrrrr, I mean "hat." I started pawin at the bunny fur, and then before mama could stop me, I started to take a bite of bunny fur. Everbuddy jumped when mama screamed real loud and pulled the rat, errrrr, "hat" away.
Both Gunnie and I followed mama, but she diss-peared into the no-no room, and when she came back out, the rat, errrrr, "hat" was goned. I wonder where it went?
November 22nd 2011 8:23 pm
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Mama says Thanksgiving is comin, and we should wish all our Catster friends a Happy Thanksgiving.
Mama and daddy are cookin this year, and our grampster will be invitered too. We are havin brie and basil stuffed turkey breast, mashed taters and gravy, black olives, cranberries, sausage dressin, fruit salad, and turtle pie for dessert. At least I THOUGHT that was what "we" were havin, but Gunnie sez we do not get none. I don't unnersstand. If Thanksgiving is all bout food and family and bein thankful, why don't Gunnie and I get to have turkey and pie for dinner?
MEEEEEEEE-ow. This is not fair. I was gonna write and complain to Santa Claws, but Gunnie sez Santa is not in charge of Thanksgiving. I'm so confused...
November 4th 2011 12:42 pm
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Most of my friends know I have a dizeeze. It is called eosinophilic disease complex. It usta be called eosinophilic granulomatous dizeeze. Anyway, if I don't have medsins I get these icky lesions that grow underneath my skin on my leggies, and sometimes I get these things called rodent lesions. I have a good dokter, Dr. Unkl Mike, and we have been workin with him on my medsins. I was down to every other day with my cyclosporin, but yesterday mama saw a rodent lesion startin on my mouth.
Mama thought maybee Catster had a group for kitties like me with this dizeeze, but when she started lookin at the groups today, there are 314 pages of Catster and Dogster groups! Mama went through bout 40 pages lookin for a group that might be able to give us some ideas and helps, but there are just too many.
Does anybuddy know if there is a group on Catster we could join for infomashuns? If you know of one, it would really help. Mama could read up and then use the infomashuns to talk to my dokter.
Right now I am on medsins to make the rodent lesion go away, but mama and I would like to find some medsins that would keep me weller. Thanks a bunch to anybuddy who can help. :)
October 22nd 2011 12:10 pm
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Summertime seemed so short this year. Maybee it is cuz it rained and flooded most of Montana clear into July. It was pretty hot, and all the flowers grew REAL big cuz of all the rain. Now our yard and gardens are gettin ready to go to sleep for the winter.
This morning mama went out and did what she called "harvesting" some herbies. She cut all the thyme with sissurs, and then she went out and cut a pretty sage plant all up. Mama brought the herbies inside and washed them. Gunnie and I were gigglin cuz mama hunged the herbies over the bathy tub on hangers so they could drip their water off. Then later Gunnie and I watched mama cut up the herbies. She went snippety, snip, snip and cut the leaves all off the sage, and she sorted through the thyme. She put all the best pieces of the herbies on trays in the no-no room so Gunnie and I can't even check to see when they are all dry and ready to use.
Mama needed the tray our catnipshun was on, so she put most of it in our baggie way high in the cupboard cuz she says it is not self serve. Mama thinks we catnot get the nip, but Gunnie says we can still get it if we hop up on the kitchen counter and I stand on Gunnie's back. I already know how to open the cupboard door cuz I practis all the time with the laundry cabinet, and the doors are just the same. They don't got no lockie things. If I stand on Gunnie's back and open the door I can reach the nip with my teeths and pull the baggie down.
Mama was kinda not mean. She took some nip and put it in a sockie for us, and we played with it for awhile.
On Monday the weatherman said we will get rain and some little white flake thingies, but they probly will not stay.
Gunnie and I had fun travelering with mama and daddy, but we do not mind winter cuz mama and daddy spend more time inside with us, so we get more attenshuns. Mama is bizzy makin our house all cozy and warm for the winter, and she is gonna get out Missy's cradle bed. That one is my favorite cuz I barely fit inside, so I curl up inside, and it is real warm and comfy.
October 3rd 2011 8:05 pm
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Gunnie's and my daddy has beened here since last Thursday, and he and mama have been doin "fall" stuff, so Gunnie and I have beened amusering ourselves most days.
Saturday evening mama and daddy were watchin TVs. All of a sudden mama heard runnin and saw a gray blur. Then there were gallopy sounds and two blurs. The gray blurs dis-peared, and then it was real quiet. Daddy started laughin and told mama to come and look.
I was there behind the loveseat peekin out with my eyes REAL huge. Behind me and right above my face was Gunnie's face, and his eyes were huge too. When mama and daddy stopped laffin, mama started out to the kitchen. Right past the front door there was a mater on the floor. When mama turned on the light and looked at the mater bowl, there was a nuther mater layin on the counter.
Mama figures one of two things happened:
Either I got up on the counter where I am not sposed to be and played with the maters, and a mater jumped out of the bowl and chased me outta the kitchen
I was just strollerin by, and a mater jumped out of the bowl and chased me outta the kitchen.
Whichever thing happened, Gunnie saw me comin, and somehow he knew the maters spelled danger, and we had to run REAL fast to get away. That is how we ended up behind the loveseat peekin out with mama and daddy makin funs of us.
September 27th 2011 3:39 pm
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Unkl Dr. Mike ordered new medsins for me from what mama called a "compounding pharmacy." Unkl was fraid his giant bottle of cyclosporin might expire, whatever that means, so he found a company to make up my medsins. Unkl said he would call in the scription, and mama could call and order nuther refill when we needed it. The nice peeples there would even deliver my medsins right to our house in a giant box inside an even gianter noisy truck. Mama took grampster's kitty for his checkerup, and she got the new pharmacy medsins from Unkl. The first time mama tried to give me the new medsins I didn't like it much. Mama thought she squirted it too far back in my throat cuz I was makin funny noises and faces too. Yesterday mama tried to be real careful when she gave me my new medsins, but I started tryin to get away when I smelled it even before I got a taste. YUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! It tasted terbl. I have always liked my medsins before. When mama shook the bottle I would hear and come runnin and cry for my medsins cuz they were lishus.
I hated the new medsins SO MUCH that mama called Unkl, and he is gonna make my medsins with that yummy corn oil or somethin else that tasters better than that terbl stuff from the pharmacy. They are NOT nice peeples! They try to make sweet little kitties like me take yucky medsins that taste terbl. I am boycottin them from now on cuz I like Unkl's medsins way better.
Boy am I lucky that mama has a few doses of the old medsins that taste so yummy.
September 21st 2011 2:12 pm
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Gunnie and I had SO MUCH fun at Virgelle. We have never beened there before. Last year mama and daddy would not take us, but this year we are all growned up, so we got to go. Mama and daddy chose a bigger cabin with tricity and everything. There was even room for our stroller inside. It is a good thing because there is a kitty who lives down the road with the Virgelle ferry mistress. His name is Garfield. He is SO cute mama wanted to take him home, but because he and Gunnie would get in a tussle and I am sick and can't have my shotters, mama had to shoo him away. She said it was real hard cuz he wanted tummy rubs and stuff, but mama does not even know if he has a rabies shot or any of his nuther shotters, and he probly even has fleas. Don and Jimmy from the Virgelle Mercantile feed him, but mama and daddy saw him eatin somethin out the window. Don said it might have been a bat or maybe even a birdie. I felt bad cuz there are lotsa pretty bluebirdies around. I hope it was not one of them. Gunnie and I watched Garfy through the screen door. Mama and daddy were watchin real careful so we did not get too close to the door. Garfy flopped down on the porch and stared at Gunnie. Garfy was meowering funny and smackin his tail on the porch. Gunnie just looked at him and was ready to protect me and our cabin and even mama and daddy if he had to. Finally mama and daddy shut the door cuz I could get sick so easy, and mama was worried Garfy might spray to tell Gunnie our cabin was HIS terror-tory. I was glad our stroller was inside the cabin. I wouldn't want Garfy smell or fleas in our stroller. That would be terbl. Even when Garfy was around, Gunnie and I had a nice high window we could lay in when it was open. We watched stuff and smelled all the smells.
I wanted to earn some extra money for Kissmouse presents by dustin under the beds with my tummy furs and tail, but mama said Don and Jimmy probly couldn't afford my prices. Besides, know what? There really wasn't much dust. That is because Kat and Emily clean the cabins REAL good. We had two beds and four chairs and even a big wood cookstove. Behind the stove it was really cool. Mama and daddy couldn't get back there, and there were "things" to sniff like brooms and antique dustpans and even an old-fashioned mop. I checked out every single one.
I don't think mama and daddy and Gunnie can call me Miss Howling Woof anymore. I never made a peep on the way to Virgelle. It is about 75 miles. On the way home I made two little moans, but then I decidered it was too much truble, so I quit. Before we knew it, we were home again, jigetty jig.
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