June 27th 2015 3:17 pm
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Today, Mom's best friend brought her something and I was the first to find it. It's very tiny, mostly naked, and cheeps when Mom goes to feed it. It wants fed about every 2 hours during the day. It's in a container that none of us cats can get into, for good reason. This newcomer is a little baby bird, most likely a house sparrow, blown out of a nest during a storm and rescued by Mom's friend. As much as I wanted to investigate it closer when Mom opened the lid of its box to feed it, Mom wouldn't let me!
October 20th 2014 8:57 pm
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The other day, I was bored and none of the other cats were interested in playing with me. I was rewarded with hisses when I tried to initiate games with some of the other cats around here. Looking for some entertainment, I decided to test the strength of my tail. I have a magnificent big red plume of a tail. However, it's strength has never really been tested.
Accordingly, I leaped up onto Mom's computer desk where there are a number of smallish lightweight objects of various kinds. With a broad swish of my tail, I sent some CDs, a trackball, a remote control, and a number of other objects tumbling to the floor. Not too bad...one swish of my tail and the desk was mostly cleaned of easily movable objects. Mom picked up the objects and put them back into place. I gave her time to turn her attention to something else besides watching me to see if I was going to do something she calls "misbehave" again. Once Mom's attention was diverted elsewhere, I jumped up on the computer desk and SWISH! I once again made everything tumble to the floor with my tail.
Now that I'd conquered the challenge of sweeping the computer desk clean with my tail, it was time to go on to bigger and better things. I jumped up on the dresser and tested my tail swish effects on objects sitting there. This time I wasn't so successful. Some objects were small or lightweight enough for me to knock down onto the floor, others were too heavy. I returned to the computer desk and tried to knock Mom's bottle of soda to the floor with my tail, to no avail. Then Little Miss Mischief, aka Trudy who is a newcomer kitty here, decided to embarrass me. She stepped up and with one swipe of her paw, knocked Mom's bottle of soda to the floor.
"That's how it's done," Trudy said.
"Now I know why Mom went to buying her sodas in bottles with caps instead of cans," I replied.
Mom, for her part, now keeps small objects on a little shelf that's right under the computer desk, which spoiled my computer desk clearing fun. Oh well, give me time...I'll think of something else brattily entertaining to do!
October 24th 2013 12:35 am
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Concatulations Dova, on achieving the honor of getting your own DOTD. I must grudgingly admit that's an amazing accomplishment for one who is only a naive and pesky kitten! And no, achieving your own DOTD does not mean I should let you play with my tail or otherwise pester me. When I'm in the mood to play with you, I'll let you know. When I let you know I'm NOT in the mood to play with you, you should give me my space and go bother somebody else. It's not like I'm the only cat in the house, you know? Maybe I should take a lesson from Carina. I thought she's a bit tough on you kittens, quick to hiss, quick to swat, but I've noticed you've learned to stay out of HER way. Its obvious she got her point across to you!
Before I forget, concats Dova on inspiring Jag to try his paw at diary writing. You're a pretty awesome little kitten when you're not busy being a pesky PITA!