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Mom put a spitting tree in the house!!!

December 14th 2012 4:27 am
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My mom did it again this year. She put up a fake tree in the house. Its really pretty. But its still defective. I don’t know why mom wants to put a defective tree in the house. I’m not allowed to touch it, or go underneath it. The tree knows when I do. It spits at me. I’m not kidding. I tried to go under it yesterday, while no one was looking. It spit at me!!! I jumped about 5 feet in the air and ran into moms room. I haven’t touched it. Mom is so proud of me. I always have to inspect anything that comes in the house, I like things with lights. Mom thought for sure I’d climb the Christmas tree since I investigate any high spot. Nope. The Christmas tree is safe! Mom still tied the tree against the wall anyway, just to be on the safe side.

I am almost 3 and still have super duper kitten energy! Yesterday while mom was at work, I decided I needed to chase my tail. So I was running around the livingroom like a spaz kitty. Then I saw… him. Toby the outside kitty. Again, he was laughing at me because I was chasing my tail. So I got mad. I made a mad dash for the sliding door… THUD! I slid into it. Don’t worry, I’m a-okay. Oh yea, the slider is fine too. I must of scared Toby because he hissed at me. I started to growl. I do not like him! Memz put me in quiet time. Yea, that’s right, I have quiet time now. Its not like time out. Its what mom calls quiet time. That’s when I get mad at the outside kitties and start to growl, or especially when I start screeching at them. Mom or Memz picks me up and puts me a bedroom with the door shut. So I calm down. Now that I think of it, mom did the same thing when she called it Time Out… Oh that mom is sneaky!

Anyway, can you guys believe I’m almost 3 years old? I don’t look at day over 1! I gotta get going. Teaka got a haircut and I need to give her another bath. She smells like the groomers. Yuck!

Purrz & Licks,


I thought she left me

November 30th 2012 5:38 am
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Wednesday night was horrible! I was so anxious. Mom wasn’t home. I was pacing throughout the house meowing. I get upset when I can’t find her. Memz kept on saying that it was okay. That mom will be home soon. But she wasn’t! Who would feed me??? I get my dinner every night around the same time. Mom wasn’t home to give me my food. It was getting late and mom wasn’t home. Memz stayed up with me as long as she could and then went to bed. Finally, the door opened and there was mom! Oh I was so happy to see her!! I meowed a couple of times in her face to let her know I was so happy. She fed me! Thank Goodness for moms. I was starving! Since then, I wont let her out of my sight. I sleep right next to her, I crawl on her to make sure shes breathing. I lick her face to make sure she wakes up on time. I need mom and mom needs me. We make a great team!

Mom is on vacation this coming week. I’m so excited!!! I can spend all day, every day with her.

Purrz & Licks,


I have to leave him

November 26th 2012 7:59 am
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I have to leave Hunter for about 2 weeks. I am going to be house-sitting and dog sitting. That means I’ll be living there. My first thought was to make sure my elderly parents would be okay. I take care of my mom mostly at night. She said she’d be fine. So I told the person that I would house sit for her. Then all of a sudden I thought of Hunter. Now I’m a little upset at myself for saying yes. I have never left Hunter for more than 2 nights. When I’m at home, he is my appendage. He is always with me, following me, playing with me, looking at me while he’s causing trouble, sleeping with me. I am never more than 10 feet away from him. (His choice, not mine) I’m nervous that he’ll hold a grudge against me I guess. I am thinking about all the “what if’s”. What if he escapes? What if my parents forget to feed him? What if he gets sick? I don’t have any kids of my own. Hunter is like my kid. I’m thinking of all sorts of scenarios and I have tears in my eyes. I must be crazy.

I thought of bringing him with me, that way I could be with him. But I think I would do more harm than good, plus they have a German Sheppard. I think he would shred Hunter to bits. The house I’ll be staying at is in a different state. Its about 45 minutes from my house. So it’s not like I can’t go home to see him. I can, its just I won’t be able to go everyday. On days I don’t go home, I can call to see how he is. I’ll buy him some kibble incase they forget to feed him his wet food. I know for a dog you can put down a T-shirt you’ve worn and it’ll comfort them. Does the same go for cats? I left Hanna alone for 2 weeks once. Actually I was house-sitting that time as well. I remember she kept her distance for the first day after I came home. Hunter is much more needy though. I suppose I’m just nervous that he’ll freak out because I’m not there.

Any ideas on how I can make him more comfortable while I’m gone? I would post this on the forums, but I don’t know where it belongs.

Hunters Momma,


Sick? Bored? Lonely?

November 21st 2012 5:01 am
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So part of me is thinking there is something wrong with Hunter. Not mentally, although he is a complete nutcase most times. Maybe physically?? I don’t know. The past couple of days he has been horrible!!! He can’t sit still. He has been whining really loud (louder than most days) to go outside. He doesn’t seem to want to play all that much and he has been literally climbing the curtains. I had to take them down in my bedroom. I feel as though something is wrong. Normally hes crazy anyway, but the past couple of days its been overkill. I don’t know if its because its getting cold here and we don’t have the windows open anymore. Maybe the seasons get to him? I remember last year I posted in his diary about something like this. I don’t know if it was around the same time or not. I’ll have to go back and read it. Hes been eating fine, pooping and peeing okay. He just seems agitated like he can’t get enough exercise. Hes always moving. Except at night, he sleeps with me, and he actually does sleep which I’m grateful for. I’ve been playing with him more to get some of his energy out, but he doesn’t really seem all that interested.

Maybe its because I haven’t gone out to get his higher quality food. I’ve been giving him fancy feast twice a day for a couple of days now. I don’t have the money right now. Planning on going Friday (God help me) or Saturday to get it. Then there is my other theory, I haven’t been home all that much. My dad was in the hospital for a few days, I’ve been going out, I’ve had a lot of things to do. So maybe hes acting out for the attention?? My last theory is that I’m paying more attention to Teaka lately. She has ear infections that I need to take care of, I’ve been giving her baths, playing with her.

Hunter is like my son, and I know something is off with him. I just don’t know what it is. By next week if he isn’t his normal crazy self, then its off to the vets we go.

Hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving!!

Hunters Momma,


Hes still crazy

November 15th 2012 8:07 am
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You know, I really thought that Hunter would calm down the older he got. I honestly don’t know why I thought that, but I did. I think Hunter has a few screws loose. Last night I came home and there he is, in the middle of the floor rolling around. He trills when hes rolling around and then he stops while he is on his back, and then he spreads his legs out. Maybe he has to air out his fruit cups? I really don’t know. If you talk to him while he is on his back, he wags his tail. I am forever saying that Hunter is part dog. If I walk up to him while he is on his back, he quickly flips over, gets those big black eyes and runs into the livingroom like a lunatic. This is his new thing, rolling around on the kitchen floor.

He can’t sit still when I’m home. This morning, I heard him playing with a bag. I turned on the light, there is Hunter inside a shopping bag sitting there, cooing at me. There are times when part of me thinks he could be part feral. But it really doesn’t make sense since I adopted him from a shelter at 8 weeks old. He doesn’t stop, ever. The only time he isn’t right next to me, or bugging me, is when hes sleeping. I guess its pretty sad when you know what time your cat naps/sleeps. I suppose I’m just amazed at his energy level. He is going to be 3, and hes nuts. I’m not complaining. Not at all. Its just he is always looking for trouble, places hes not allowed to go, what he can eat. All of my other cats, were not like Hunter. There were so docile. You think after almost 3 years I’d be used to it. Hmmm not really.

I don’t know how other people do it with more than one cat. I can’t even imagine having more than one Hunter. I’d go nuts!

Hunters Momma,


Just a lil update...

October 26th 2012 5:35 am
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Mom said that Life got in the way. That’s why I haven’t been around. I don’t buy that at all! Shes just not into catster anymore. That’s okay I suppose. I do miss checking up on my friends though. I’ve been pretty good. I am really starting to enjoy the bathtub. I go in there, roll around, play with the shower curtains. Then I start getting the zoomies. I shoot out of the bathroom and run in the livingroom like a crazy boy. Mom thinks I’m nuts.

I have a couple of new habits. One of them isn’t so good. So the outside cat, Toby, basically lives on our deck. His owners are horrible people. Anyway, I don’t like Toby. He makes fun of me because of my nose. There is nothing wrong with my nose, its just orange. Ugh. I can hear him through the slider door laughing at me, and crying for mom to feed him. Toby, gets friskies hard food. I’m not allowed to have that. I don’t think that’s fair at all, so I get mad at Toby. I get mad that he makes fun of me and jealous because I want that food too! Now, when I see Toby sit infront of the slider, I run to the slider, hit it head first, and then I start to growl. I get all puffy and I try to smackety paw the slider door. I hiss and screech sometimes. Mom yelled at me a couple of times. Now, she just picks me up and puts me in the bedroom until I calm down. Mom said that if I act like that towards Toby, I’ll probably be an only cat forever! That’s fine with me.

I’m starting to sleep in the middle of the bed. Instead of sleeping next to moms face, I sleep against her legs in the middle of the bed. Mom does not like this. Now mom can’t really move at night. So last night she had to get up, and I trapped her under the covers. She moved the covers, but I didn’t move at all. I’m not getting up for her! She had to crawl over me to get out of bed. When mom came back to bed, I was laying down next to her pillow. Oh I love moms bed!

I think Teaka is a good egg. We’ve become pals kind of. We play, I attack her, she tries to bite me. Its all in good fun! I think I’d be bored without Teaka. I keep her in shape, and she makes sure I don’t eat all her food. Oh I love me some dog kibble! I’ve been doing pretty good. I still try to escape, but mom is on top of it. Mom took a couple of cool pictures of me. I think she’s going to try to upload them to catster. Anyway I gotta go. I wanna say Hi to all of my friends! Miss you guys!

Purrz & Licks,


Its my fault...

September 7th 2012 6:13 am
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Its my fault, Hunty hasn’t written in his diary. I’m not into catster at all anymore. Its almost like I got out of it what I needed to, now I could take it or leave it. Although I’d never delete Hunters account. There just might be a time where I’m into it again. Never know. Anyway, Hunter has been a good boy. He is such a mommas boy. Yesterday he was spider hunting, and I had to kill it for him. He can be such a wuss sometimes. ;) This morning, I apparently wasn’t paying attention to him, so he decided to cram his butt under my bureau. I left him there. There was no way I was going to lift a bureau to get him out. He got there, he can get himself out, and he did. He is starting his fascination with the bathroom again. Loves to watch the toilet swish around, then he’ll jump in the tub.

I think he has gone above and beyond to wake me in the morning. Its almost to the point of being OCD and he won’t stop until I sit up in bed. Now, he walks all over me. Will lay down on my chest so I have a hard time breathing, licking my face. He still pulls my hair like a kid, will knead me with his claws. If all else fails he’ll grab me with his fangs and bunny kick my arms. Luckily I don’t have any lasting marks from him. Once I’m awake he’ll headbutt my face and I pull him in my lap and we cuddle. This is a daily thing for us. I just wish Hunter knew the meaning of weekends. He wakes me up everyday at 4:30am.

Overall, I can’t really complain about him. He still escapes, but so far I’ve always managed to get him back inside. The only thing that bothers me is his whining at night. Its almost to the point where I can’t stand it. I know its because he wants to go outside. But, there is no way he is going out. I absolutely refuse. That is one issue that I will not budge on. Anyway, I should be going. I’m sure Hunty is at home sleeping. I’m sure he says Hi to all of his friends

Hunters Momma,


Wanted: New Typist!

August 9th 2012 6:11 am
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I’m currently accepting applications for a new typist. Mom is ridiculous! She doesn’t want to come on catster anymore. I demanded her to come and type in my diary for me. I have no thumbs here guys, I can’t do it myself! I did try to use the iPad myself the other day. She took it away from me. Then I tried to bite it, you know to give mom the hint that I wanted to check up on my friends. She said no. There are no other cats here. I feel like the last cat on earth!! I’m stuck living with a dog. Also, to make matters worse, mom still locks me up with her every night in the bedroom. Okay, so I will admit I do like laying down with mom at night. But then I hate that alarm clock. So I have devised a system that is working flawlessly! Mom is getting up earlier and earlier all because of me. I wake her up at 4:30am every day. How do I do it? I pull her hair! She hates that. Then she tries to give me the “No pulling hair” discussion. (Like that’ll ever work) and I start to get mad. So I do my grab and hold technique and bunny kick her at the same time. She holds me tight, and tells me to stop. I do, and mom waits until I calm down, then she lets me go. We do this almost every morning now. Its great! Then I get the zoomies and run into the livingroom.

Mom insulted me yesterday. She said I was part dog. Do I look like a dog? No! Just because I follow her like a dog, and I lick her like a dog, doesn’t mean I am one. Alright so I’ll eat a dog kibble here and there, I don’t bark like a dog though. Anyway, nothing really new going on. I’m still a very big trouble maker, and I think without me, mom would be bored. I keep her on her toes! Oh, I just remembered why mom isn’t on catster that much. My mom is a geek. Yep that’s right. A total nerd. She is obsessed, and I do mean obsessed with this online forum called Yes, my mother wants a new iPhone so she keeps on checking that website, for pictures, info, leaks of what is going to look like. Ugh, give me a break mom. A cell phone? She has one. I like to bite it. It has lovely Hunty bite marks on it. Why would she get rid of it? Anyway, so I’m sure when my mom is satisfied with her stupid cell phone, she’ll be on catster more often, and hopefully get updated pictures of me, her one and only! Gotta go, the dog is getting in trouble!

Purrz & Licks,


New Habits

July 27th 2012 6:13 am
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Its been a while huh? Mom doesn’t find catster interesting anymore. She does feel bad about not really keeping up with my diary. I guess life just got in the way. I threw up a hairball yesterday. I was pretty proud of myself. My tummy sure felt better after. Mom thought it was a dried up poopie. Seriously mom? I poop in my box like I should. I haven’t escaped all that much lately. Although I keep on trying. Can’t succeed if you don’t try! Nothing really new with me, I still whine to go outside. Oh, I do have a couple of new habits now. I have started to chew and lick bottles. All bottles no matter what is inside them. For a couple of days I was fixated on the nail polish remover bottle. That made mom nervous so she put it in a cabinet. Then I focused on moms vitamin bottle. It’s a little hard to gnaw on it, but I make it work. Yesterday mom was reading her book (when I really think she should be playing wit me) and I started chewing on her book light. Mom kept on pulling it away and told me to “stop”. I got mad and clamped on her arm and yeowled. She said I was a brat.

She doesn’t really call me by my name anymore. She calls me “Floofy” Its so degrading. Okay so yes I’m fluffy, but C’mon, Floofy?? That’s so girly. I have to make sure it doesn’t become a habit. I slept with mom last night and when we woke up mom noticed I brought my favorite toy onto the bed. Mom forgot to put it away last night. Anyway, I now lay on my toys in my cat tree hammock, to make sure no one gets them. I climb in, lay on my toys, try to find the toy that makes the most noise and attack it. Mom loves when I do that. ;)

Oh, and she finally brought a picture of me to work. Its my profile picture. So people have stopped by and said “Wow, isn’t he handsome.” What can I say? I’m a good lookin dude! Its time to go, mom has to get back to work. Hopefully she’ll update my diary more often. Hope everyone is doing well.

Purrz & Licks,


I need a new typist

July 11th 2012 5:48 am
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I think mom needs to be punished. I haven’t been on catster in a long time! Lets see, what can I update you guys with. On Monday night, I threw up on the bed. I think I ate something I wasn’t supposed to. So at 1:30am mom had to strip her bed and wash her sheets. I get scared when I throw up. I was being super lovey dovey. For some reason mom wouldn’t let me give her a facial. I don’t know why…

Lately, I won’t let mom sleep at night. I keep on waking her up and making tons of noise. I just want to play. Mom said that its sleep time. I sleep while she is at work. She is thinking of letting me out of the bedroom at night so she can sleep. But, she doesn’t want me escaping. I think mom would rather be sleep deprived than have me outside. Now that is love…

Purrz & Licks,

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