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Jamming with Caramilk

Fare is fare

Hmph...this is new and I don't like new, inless its something new for me.
Mom brought home a "New companion" as she put it. I smell a rat, its small fluffy and it mews.
Its name is Truffle, alright alright, I know she's new and doesn't know the ropes but cmon, Who does not know of the unwriten code of cat and kitten ethics.
and the number one rule in the code of cat and kitten ethics is.
1. Never should a kitten consider her/or himself higher then the queen/and or Tom in the house hold. A kitten should never take the Queens/Toms bed with out careful asking or presenting the Queen/tom with a gift of food or a prized toy first. Then and only then after the Queen/Tom approves of said gift the Kitten can enter the bed, that goes the same to these other fascilitys such as, Food dish, sleeping nook, Toys and the litter box. sometimes even in certian circumstances the time with the mother/and or master of the house. (AKA personal slave, and canned food opener)
well my mom calls me to bed,

*Mews and Kissis*
The Mau Mau

No fishing allowed.

Mew, this is entirely no fare. Mother keeps a fish pond in my room and I can't take from it when I please...
All thoughs delectable morsells waiting to be caught up in my paw and be eaten, though the one fish I was looking to eat dissapered, mother said I gave it a heart attack from all the stairing. I can't help it, it looked so tasty. I think my mother called it a Beta fish.
Oh well.
Well the anoyance Kei Kei is still here, he won't leave me be. Can't get the idea that I'm just not interested.
Oooo gotta go, I hear a can opener.

*Mews and Kissis*
The Mau Mau

Lazy days and Hazy ways

Mew, nothing better then spending an afternoon on my bed while mom joins me as she does her school work. Funny stuff this school work is, paper with weird markings on it, piles on piles of bigger stacks of paper with hard paper on the back and front. Fun to chew on but mom gets mad at me for doing so, sure she lets me lay on them but I can never chew. Hmph...
I love playing with her writing instrument, Mom doesn't mind this. she just gives me one to play with on my own, but I can never make it move like she does.
Kei Kei came in last night....again. I take it he's ran out or girls to chase or they just ran from him.
I really don't mind him to much, but he's way to frisky for me. Had to swat him a couple of times for it too. Geesh Boys...I perfeer men, not cats that run around like Mice.
I got in trouble last night, mom caught me near the fishtank again. I donno how she does this, I try to be as quiet as possible but she still hears me.
I can't help myself, since mom got this new pretty fish I can't help but stare, its so colourful and the way it moves its so apealing to my eyes. Sometimes I wish to play with it, thats when Mom get really mad. So I try not to.
Well a sunbeam just made itself apparent. I shall go and lay in it and clain it for my own. Before the weird looking dog takes it.

*Mews and kissis*
The Mau Mau