He Gets Third Place

I was sure shocked to meet the new cat in the house today. I had smelled him around but had not been face to face with him. He raised his paw to smack me after I hissed at him once but my dad petted him and told him it was OK and he put his paw back down. I think maybe we can be furriends one day. I just have to be sure he knows he is third place in this house. Then we can have some fun.

Purrs,
Ethan

PS. I wanted to say that Kirby is indeed that cat that was missing in my diary entry before this one. He was called Kitty Boy then.