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And it's about time I put something in my diary. Geez, you'd think nothing happened to me for two years! Thank you, my dear friend Cole, for the motvation.
Here's how it works:
The rules: Each player picks seven random facts about themselves, and writes the seven things and the rules in their own diary. Next choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Send the seven cats you chose a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.
And now for my seven random facts:
I arrived at my Mommy's with an ugly green-and-red yarn collar.
I snuggle under the covers with Mommy every night. (I call it my Mommy time)
I had an eye infection once.
I have no stranger anxiety.
I didn't used to have a red streak across my cheeck, but I'm developing one now. My late sister Roxanne had one and I understand this is quite desirable in torties.
I love getting my back scratched.
I was catster's Cat of the Day on March 3rd, 2005. This was forums were available on catster, and my dorks didn't check their email that day (that ONE day) - so I never knew until it was too late :(
I will now tag the following cats, in no particular order:
So, the other night Mommy sets the clock back one hour. And the next day, she wonders why I'm asking for my food when the clock said it wasn't my usual feeding time!
I don't care what the stupid clock says! I was hungry! The clock in my tummy didn't get turned back :(
SO.......Mommy and Daddy went to Canaveral National Seashore wildlife refuge over the weekend to see what's called a turtle watch. See, that area of the Atlantic coast is reserved sea turtle nesting. Sea turtles lay come out of the ocean, lay their eggs in the sand and cover them, where they stay for a couple of months before the baby turtles hatch and go into the ocean. At a turtle watch, humans get to actually witness the whole nesting process, late at night. It's a wonderful thing to watch, I'm told.
Conditions on the beaches open to the public are threatening the safety of the turtle's eggs, making them an endangered species. Among othet things, raccoons (who come by to raid garbage cans after campers leave) have noticed the turtle eggs, and want to eat them, too!
So, the Dept of the Interior is protecting the nesting sites. After a turtle nests, they cover the sand over the nest with a mesh thing to keep the raccoons out (the spaces in the mesh are big enough for teh baby turtles to come through when they hatch). Then, they put a big stake in the sand to mark the nest so they can watch it. They write some info on it so they can track the nest, and they give the turtle a name....and that's where I come in!
After the turtle went back in the ocean and the nest was covered, the park ranger asked the humans to come up with a girls' name for the turtle. A couple of names were said, but they were already taken. Then Mommy blurted out "ZOE". The ranger said "Hmmmm, we never had a Zoe before. OK, we'll call her Zoe". I have a sea turtle named after ME!
The only bad thing was, Mommy realized soon after that she should have suggested Roxanne's name, in memory of my sister, but it was too late. She still feels horrible that she didn't think of it. But there's nothing she can do now....maybe they already had a Roxanne?
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