Tales of the Peekaboo Princess

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Booberry

October 26th 2013 4:33 pm
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Hey, everbuddy. I got new medsins, and they are booberry. Oh, mama sez it is "blueberry." Anyway, I am not sure I like it. It is kinda purple and sticky if I get it on my bib, but mama is makin me take it anyway. She is hopin I will get used ta takin the blueberry medsins and quit makin a fuss.

Last weekend Gunnie and I got to go for a stroller ride. Daddy was pushin, so we went fast with mama kinda trottin along behinder tryin to keep up. It was a real nice day, but somethin skared me, and I climbed underneath the mattress. Guns does not like it when I do that cuz then he catnot sit up front cuz it is all kinda bulgey from me makin a lump, so he has ta sit in the back. Mama kept sayin to Guns, "Just sit on her Gunnie." I do not think that was very nice.

Winter is comin to Big Sky Country. We will be gettin our first snow, maybee 6 inchers. That is not much in the wintertime, but it is kinda much for the very first snow. Mama sez the weather always goes to heck just before Howlween so it is too cold to trick-or-treat without no coat. I could go out in costoom as a long-haired kitty and stay nice and warm. I am not sure what Guns would do cuz he has real wimpy furs. Anywhoo, mama does not let us go out ever except in a carrier or our stroller, so we probly will not get no candy or even kitty treats. Maybee we can watch somethin skary on the telbishun. Ya think?

I am poutin that Guns keeps gettin DDP's. What's wrong, diary girl, are ya stucked on my bruther cat?

 

Woe is...Mama

October 10th 2013 3:54 pm
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Not me, that's for sure. Mama gived me the replacermunt medsins this morning. I did not like em. I gagged and drooled a little on my bib. Then I runned off. This is the second medsins I have had for my tummy. I am real good bout takin medsins from a syringe unless it tastes nasty. This meens that mama has ta figger out anuther plan. She is hopin she can take the nasty stuff back to Unkl, and he can take out teensy drops and try some diffrunt flavors until they find one that hides the nasty medsins and tastes good to me. I might have a favrit flavor, but I will never tell mama and unkl. They have to guess.

Guess what? I got a Cleocatra costoom for Howlween. It has a collar with jewels on it and a head thingie with a snake head on it. Mama sez it is a cobra. The head thingie is kinda wrinklered, and mama needs to steam it or somethin. I am gonna pertend that it is OK UNTIL mama akshly tries to take my picture. Then I am gonna jump down and run away REAL fast. If I am lucky, nobuddy will be able to catch me before I run under the bed. Uh-oh; what if mama and daddy remember to close the door to the beddyroom and I catnot get in? Then I will just have ta dodge and bunnyhop around the house until they get too tired. Then maybee they will give up.

Ummmmm...did I tell ya what Guns did while we were at Virgelle? Mama was real sick, and she had ta go outside in the nighttime. When she comed back and opened the door, Guns strolled out onto the porch. It is a good thing that cabin gots lights cuz it gets real dark out there. There are coyotes and bad kitties who run in gangs there. I am glad mama scooped Guns right up and comed inside with him or I might of lost my bruther cat. Then who would give me a bath or ressel with me in the mornins?

 

New Medsins

October 8th 2013 2:04 pm
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Well, we have been away from Catsterland again, mostly cuz of Gunnie, but that is a nuther story.

I have been grindin my teefs more and more. I have doned it since I was just a kitten, but it is gettin worse all the time. Mama tooked me to see Unkl Dr. Mike. He said mostly kitties who grind do not have teef problems. Instead it is usually reflux. I do not know what that is, but mama sez it is bad. Unkl made me some medsins. He crushed some famotidine pills and mixed the powder in some brown stuff. Unkl gave me the first medsin, and I threw a hissy fit. Mama thot it was just cuz Unkl gave it to me, but the next day when mama gave it to me, I throwed anuther fit. I stood up like a meerkat and gagged and made faces and flinged my head around. Mama tried a few more times, but I was startin not to like my regular medsins neether, so we gave up on that medsin. Mama called Best Friends, and they ordered more medsins from a big pet pharmacy. They put the medsins in corn oil cuz I like that, but when mama tried to give it to me, I threw anuther fit. Then mama noticed the medsin part was all down at the bottom of the bottle, and it would not mix up. She shaked and shaked and shaked it, but it just stayed like it was. Mama tooked the medsins to Best Friends, and they took the top out and stirred it all up nice and gave it back to mama. They told her it would be fine. Mama was not happy when it was just like before when she got home. Mama did the shakey, shakey, shakey thing again, and it did not work. She tasted it, and the corn oil tasted kinda funny, sorta like stale. Finally she tooked the bottle back to Best Friends and told the nice peeples that the medsins was useless, and she thot somethin was wronged with it. Who woulda knowed that mama was so smart? When the nice peeples at Best Friends called the pet pharmacy, they said it was the wrong formalashun; it was an old formalashun that they do not use no more. The pet pharmacy peeples sed they would replace my medsins at no charge, and mama is gonna go get it tomorrow. If I do not like it now, mama sez it is time for Plan C. I wonder how many plans there can be?

 

MeWow!

August 17th 2013 1:42 pm
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Jeepers, I got so much furs that I look extra pooferlishus. I try groomin my bib, but the furs are too long, and I get my tongue stucked, and then I catnot raise my head up any further, and the furs will not let go of my tongue. Sumtimes mama helps me get unstucked, and then my bib is kinda dampish.

It has beened real hot outside, so mama has been keepin the house cool for me and Guns. Yesterday it broked a record at 101. Mama sed the breeze feeled like standin in front of a vent when the furnace is runnin. When it is hot out, I like to sleep where it is dark and cool, mostly underneath Mr. Big Bed. It is also hard for mama to get me out if I do not wanna come out. Mama sez Guns is more soshul, whatever that meens, cuz I diss-pear for hours at a time every single day. I am just comfy with my own self, and I do not need peeples or even Guns cept sumtimes.

P.S. Know how Guns was talkin bout the leather roses in his diary? I found the rangement, but I am not gonna tells Guns cuz he will get in trubl and make mama yell. I catnot even say here in my diary where it is cuz Guns is a snoop.

 

Boo!

August 14th 2013 10:00 pm
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I am not a happy kitty. Mama has givened me a new nickername, and I do not like it. I get called all kinda names like Peekie, Peekster, Peekabooster, Peeka, Peeka Weeka, Monkey Woo, Miss Howling Woof, and even some nuther things. Now mama is callin me Boo. Then she says somethin bout "me and you and a CAT named Boo..."

I do not like it. A princess catnot have a nickername like Boo.

 

Catster Hiatus

August 1st 2013 3:14 pm
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Well, we didn't mean to be away from Catster for so long. It is all mama's fault. Mama sez this has beened a crazy summer. Gunnie and mama and daddy and I all wented on a REAL short vacashun cuz everything went wronged from the very beginnin. Mama sez she has never gone on such a terbl trip.

Since we got back, daddy had to go back to workin at his bizzyness, and mama has beened tryin to catch up with all the stuff at home. She has beened testin the air condishunner in the new campsterer, gardenin for hours and hours, mowin the lawn for hours and hours, and now today she is catchin up on puter stuff. Mama had bout 300 e-mailers to check through, and she felt ashamed cuz she was not keepin up with e-mailerin her sister and some friends.

Our house is messy too, mostly cuz mama and daddy had to take all our stuff outta the new campsterer real fast, and it still is not puttened away. Every day mama makes what she calls a "to do" list. It makes her happy to cross stuff off her list. Guns and I do not care bout gardens or even if the house is messy. We just wanna play and eat and sleep and get tenshuns from mama.

Later this month our auntie is comin. Mama sez that will be real innerestin cuz I am a fuss budget bout strangers. Auntie doesn't look like mama, but she and mama sound alike when they talk. Can auntie fool me? Hmmmmm...I don't think so.

 

Slicker, Slicker

June 13th 2013 1:48 pm
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Neener, neener. I got a prezunt, and Gunnie didn't. A coupla days ago mama went to town. She went to Petco and bought more pet wipers and some big bags of kitty litter cuz she had a 10% off coupon. She was lookin at all the brushers and stuff and started thinkin bout how my new brusher does not seem to get much furs out. I got lotsa furs, and there are always tired furs that mama sez need to come out so my not-tired furs can stay healthier. Mama founded some brushers called slicker brushers. She looked at three diff-runt ones and buyed one for me. I was not thrilled with the new pet wipers, but oh how I love my new brusher.

When mama brushies me with the slicker brusher, I just go crazy. At first I got kinda skared cuz the brusher makes a funny noise in my fur, but I think it is just the tired furs gettin pulled out. I squirm and purr and scoot across the bed while mama is brushin. Oh, I just love it so. It feels so good, and my skin is not itchy. After the first time mama could not bleeve how many tired furs comed out in the brusher. Mama sez after she brushies me with the slicker brusher, my furs feel just like silk. Ooh la la!

Mama tried the slicker brusher on Guns, but he started whinin right away. I think he gots puny furs, and the brusher probly hurts his skin. That means I get the new brusher all to myself. Unfortunately, it is not Peekaboo pink...

 

ICK!!! and Stuff

June 7th 2013 4:58 pm
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Gunnie is so naughty bout gettin into the kitty chow and helpsterin himself that mama had to order a storaj container from Petco. It is a giant plastic thingie, and it comed in a huge box. The nice man from UPS brought it, and after mama opened the box she let me and Guns play inside it. It had lotsa nice crinkly brown paper inside. It woulda beened more fun if Guns hadn't kept hiderin inside and then jumpin out at me when I wasn't lookin. He is kinda obb-noxshus sumtimes.

The Petco peeples were real grateful for our order, so they sended me and Guns a prezunt. At least I thought it was a prezunt. It was some chickie chow in a teensy can. I was eksitered to taste it, but when mama put some in my dishy, it was real slimy and stinky smellin. I walked closer, and it smelled like somethin that should be in the potty. There was my bruther cat gobblin like a piggy. I gave that chickie stuff a good sniff, but it was just terbl, and I had to run away. After I left, Gunnie ate my slimy chickie too. Good! At least my dishy is not stinky no more.

I sure hope mama does not buy more at the store cuz it is gross. Where is my tasty wild stuff, mama?

 

Sooooo Sad

June 3rd 2013 3:03 pm
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Gunnie and mama and I are all real sad today. Our friend, Charlie, crossed the Bridge today. He wanted to stay with his family, but he just got too tired and sick to stay. Now mama sez Charlie is all well, and he lives with all the other kitty angels. Mama sez it is real beautiful over the Bridge. There are whole fields of catnipshun and birdies that can't get away and mousies ya can chaser. I think mama was maybee teasin me when she said kitty angels have wings and can fly, but Guns sez it is true. Our sister, Missy Mups, told Guns that cat angels gots real wings, and they can fly anywhere they want. They also get to play any games they want, and they eat food all the times and never get fat.

Today mama was feelin sad, and she kept scoopin me and Guns up and huggin us real close and kissin on us. Mama sez she wants me and Guns to stay with her for a long, long time cuz we are her babies. Who's a baby? Not me! I am three!

Rest in peace, dear Charlie. We will not say goodbye cuz we know you can visit us sumtimes, and some day we will all meet again.

 

My Mama the Dufus

May 30th 2013 1:45 pm
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Well, I think I telled everbuddy bout the lemon catnipshun mama and daddy found. Onliest it is NOT lemon catnip! It is lemon catmint. Mama swears the sign said "catnip," but when she got reddy to plant it, the little stick inside the pot said lemon catmint.

Mama got peppermints at the flower store too. To keep the lemon catmint and the peppermint from takin over, mama cut most of the bottom outta two big black rubber pots. Then she digged a coupla holes and sinked the pots down to the rim in the garden. After that, mama put some dirt back in and put the peppermint in one pot and the lemon catmint in anuther pot.

So, what did we learn from all this? We learned that mama and even daddy catnot read very well, and mama does not use her head sumtimes. No wonder Guns and I did not like the lemony stuff. After all, mama readened somewhere a long, long time ago that kitties do not like the smell of citrus. So, why would we want lemony anything? I did not think it smelled terbl like Guns did, but course it was not catnipshun, so I did not get all goofy bout it. Now mama has to do some researchin to see if there is somethin she can do with the lemon catmint sides scare stray kitties away from our catnipshun plant, which by the way, looks zactly like the catmint.

 
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