The five things I want for Christmas.....

What fun! Jacques has tagged me. here goes:

!. My own purr-sonal dog waiter/housekeeper.

2. Earrings to match my emerald pendant.

3. A remote control device to shut off vacuum cleaners.

4. A paw-held buzzer to mess with Zoe.....*giggle*

5. A sherpa-lined kitty bed.

I will now tag:

Bootzie
Sophie
Toulouse
Aragorn
Squeakers

The meme game!

Oh kitty friends......I have been tagged by Jaques to play this game! Here's how it works:

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.

My random facts:

I'm from Pittsburgh.

I had no trouble moving at all. I didn't make a peep the whole 20-hour trip.

I was terrified of strange people.

I never ate all my food at once. Instead, I would eat a few bites at a time, all evening long.

I loved to snack on flowers - they're like "kitty dessert" to me.

I loved to lick salt off of potato chips.

I used to hide behind the (human) toilet.

My seven tags are:

Saffron
Sassy
Bootzie
Aragorn
Sweetie
Cheyanne
Lemur

Bwahahahahahaha....get it now, Zoe?

So, Zozilla had another kitty invade her house! They do say karma will get you, don't they? I knew it was only a matter of time.

Three years ago, I had a wonderful, peaceful life as Mommy's One and Only. That ended the day a scrawny little thing showed up and actually walked into MY HOUSE .....UNINVITED!!

Well, now she knows how I felt! Not easy being pushed off your pedestal, is it?

So the Zoe-monster's getting fit, I see

Well, well! You know, in her catster picture, she's sitting on Mommy's Jazzercize bag...the one with wheels that holds all her weights and stuff. Mommy got another picture of Zoe watching Mommy's Jazzercise video.

When she did that I said to her "Going to Jazzercise with Mommy?" Zoe just gave me this look and then headed for the food bowl....I was just making a comment, sheesh!

But, looks like Zoe is doing well. I do miss her, but I'm glad she didn't get all this newfound energy when I was alive. She used to drive me nuts, always trying to play and jump me. When she got fat, I had at least a little break. I was too old for that stuff. If I was there now, I'd never get any peace and quiet.

I think I died and went to heaven LOL

Oh, wait...I did! Now that I've been here for a month or so, I'm really into it. It's so much fun here - cute little mice running around everywhere, puff-balls on those spring thingys, stuff dangling down for above - I can't decide what to do next!

And, I can eat all the treats I want and not throw up! And no furballs! What could be better?