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Back From Incarceration

November 3rd 2009 11:15 am
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Two weeks ago dad was putting his clothes into the thing he uses when he goes "bye-bye" for long periods of time. I was suspicious. Usually that means I have to go to the v*t's to be boarded. My fears were realized on Friday, September 23rd when dad put me in the carrier and off we went. We pulled in to the parking lot and dad brought my carrier into the v*t's office. The place smelled like dread. Old memories of past horrors flashed before my eyes. I was walking among the enemy. In case you can't figure it out... I DON'T LIKE TO BE BOARDED!!!

Dad told me he loved me like a million times (I think he felt really guilty) and then I watched him leave. My eyes got leaky for some reason - probably allergies.

It seemed like I was at the v*t's for years and years. Sure the techs love me and take care of me. And I have made friends with the feline guards (they euphemistically call them "lab cats" but I know the truth). But I need to be free. I can't be penned up in a cell. Oh the injustice of it all!

I missed dad so much. I hoped he was coming back for me, but how could I be sure? Then, yesterday, I heard a familiar voice. Could it be? Was it? Then I saw dad through the glass. I meowed for joy! I even let the v*t tech pick me up without squirming because I knew she was taking me to dad! I was so happy I talked to dad the whole way home.

Dad took an extra day off to spend with me yesterday and I stayed close to him the whole day. Life is great again! I'm home and I have my dad back!


New Toy!!!

August 13th 2009 10:11 am
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You all know how much I love to play... more than eating and sleeping combined! So dad came home the other day with a bag from Petsmart. I was pretty psyched. I could smell something in the bag... what was it? I needed to get a closer sniff. Then dad took a yellow banana shaped thing out of the bag and opened up the packaging. Euphoria!!! A catnip toy!!! I ripped it out of his hands (barely leaving his fingers attached) and started licking and bunny kicking the banana. Oh, yeah, "thanks dad".

This toy rules! I have hardly put it down. I like to hide behind the recliner and then run and pounce on it and start the licking and kicking all over again!

I can't wait to see what dad will get me next week. Er, you are going back to Petsmart again to get me another toy, aren't you dad? WHAT!! I am NOT spoiled and I do NOT have too many toys! GRRRRR!!!


Five Years In My Home

February 10th 2009 4:48 pm
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Well Saturday marked the 5th anniversary of me adopting dad. We spent the whole day together and dad looked at my kitten pictures. He kept telling me how little I was and how he can't believe what a giant I became.

"But dad," I told him, "didn't you know how big Maine Coons got?"

"Yes, Aedan," he replied, "but you were TINY. It was hard to imagine you being this big. When you first came to live here you were too little to climb on the couch or up the stairs. Oh, you tried. You were a very brave little kitten. I had to keep a close eye on you to make sure you didn't get hurt."

"Daaaaad! I might have been small but I was far from helpless. Remember the first time I climbed the couch and jumped on your lap? You were shocked!"

"Yes. You were quite an adventurer in your kitten days. Climbing to the top of the entertainment center, or on top of the kitchen cabinets. You scared me a couple of times when I couldn't find you. Now you are too big to fit up in those places."

"I know. Sometimes I wish I could fit. But now that I'm older it's not as important for me to be up so high. Now I like to find sneaky hiding spots so I can jump out at you - hehe!"

"One of these days you're going to trip me and break my leg!"

"Oh dad, quit being so dramatic!"

We had a nice long conversation that day about everything. We may not agree on much but there is one thing that we most assuredly agree upon: we were destined to be together. Dad and I are soul mates - I understand him and he understands me. And I know dad would do anything for me. I would do anything for him too.

When I think about my home I don't think of walls or floors or stairs or furniture. Not tables, chairs, doors or the like. My home is wherever my dad is. And I love my home.


I'm 5 Today!

December 5th 2008 5:42 am
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Where did the time go? Seems like only yesterday I was an 8 week old kitten moving into a new home. It's been a great life so far. My dad and I are best friends and we look out for each other. I'm so glad he adopted me. OK, I better change the subject before my eyes start leaking...

Wow - 5. Not a youngster anymore. I am in the prime of my adult life. As I reflect back on the first 5 years are there things I regret? Sure. Not venturing out further when I got out of the house the one time. Letting that mouse get away. All the times I couldn't resist being naughty and letting dad down. But the good most definitely outweighs the bad as far as I'm concerned. I'm happy where Aedan is at on Dec. 5th 2008. Very happy.

What will the next 5 years bring? Hopefully more of the same. Dad keeps talking about moving to this Florida place so I guess that will be happening sometime in the near future. But as long as Team Dad/Aedan is together, there is nothing that I fear and nothing we can't accomplish.

Yes it's been a great first 5 years. Happy Birthday, me.


Let's Play Tag!

June 11th 2008 9:04 am
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I got Tagged!!!!
I was tagged by the lovely Cinnamon! Here are the rules:
I have to tell 5 Furtastic things about myself, and then tag 5 other kitties and ask them to do the same! Be sure to notify your furbulous furiends that they have been tagged!!!

My Five Wonderfur Facts:
1) I say "bye bye" to dad when he leaves for work.
2) I like watching the headlights of passing cars reflect on the walls and ceiling at night.
3) I have a very firey temper. Dad says I need anger management >:-(
4) For a big cat I am very hyper and like to run around. I would rather play than eat.
5) During the day I sleep in a papasan chair that is ALL MINE (hehe)!!!

I tag -
Jason Hopper
Lord Thomas Milton



The New Aedan

May 24th 2008 6:58 am
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Being the cerebral feline that I am, I have been busy studying the world's philosophies. I am currently very interested in the Eastern Indian ways. If you listen to the new song on my page, "Sri Radhika Stava - Rupa Goswami", you will see what I find so intriguing about these philosophies.

"Sri Radhika Stava - Rupa Goswami" sonically conveys the sweetness of love between Indian deities Radha and Krishna, expressing the yearnings of the soul to celebrate their love. Indian saints and seers know the divine as the supremely beautiful feminine and masculine divinities of Radha and Krishna. Between them is love in its fullest embodiment. Forever beckoning souls through their divine love call, they extend their infinite hearts to all. The entwined female and male voices draw the listener into a trance of sweetness and longing for the divine.

I know this is a radical departure from the "tail banging" Aedan you all know, and hopefully love. But I am nearly 5 now and as a mature adult I have to explore my boundaries and embrace new ideas. Shouldn't we all?

The song is beautiful. I hope you enjoy.


Four Years Ago Today...

February 7th 2008 3:53 am
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... I adopted my dad! I remember that cold February morning as if it were yesterday. A funny looking human (let's face it they're ALL funny looking) came to the shelter where I was staying. All my siblings had been adopted. It was just mom and me left. I didn't want to leave the old gal but I saw my opportunity to finally get a forever home. Let's face it, I was 8 weeks old, not getting any younger, and soon my kitten charms would be fading.

The shelter lady picked me up and gave me to the man and he said my new name was "Aedan". OK, I thought, I could live with that. Much better than Fluffy or Foo Foo (no offense to the Fluffys and Foo Foos of the world).

"Let's go home, bub," I meowed to the man.

"OK but from now on I'm dad. Got it?" he said.

I laughed, "Hahahaha!!! Oh, wait. You're serious about that. OK. Whatever it takes..." I replied.

And the rest is history. It's been a good life - no complaints here. I love dad and he loves me and we make a great team.


Wondering Where The Lions Are

January 19th 2008 9:19 am
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Written By: Bruce Cockburn
Performed by: Jimmy Buffett

Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay
The world survives into another day
And I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

I had another dream about lions at the door
They weren't half as frightening as they were before
But I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

Walls windows trees, waves coming through
You be in me and I'll be in you
Together in eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
Or down in the valley where the river used to be
I got my mind on eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...

Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
Pointing a finger at eternity
I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy

Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...

Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
going to sail into eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...


To Be Thankful

November 16th 2007 7:06 am
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It seems these days that we are all too busy to stop a moment and reflect on the things for which we should be thankful. I know with all the running around, playing with catnip mice, watching the birds and general cat business, I have really lost touch with what I should be in tune. So I am going to sit here at my laptop and ponder for the next several minutes. To be thankful...

I am really thankful for all my toys. I have a huge box full of them. People would think we had 10 cats in the house instead of one just judging by the toys! My most favorite toy used to be my purple monkey but he got worn from too much play. His ears and nose fell off. Dad said he went to the Bridge (is dad fibbing or are there toys at the Bridge?). So I now have a yellow monkey which is exactly like my purple monkey - er except he's yellow. I carry him around like a baby and sleep snuggled to him. I love my monkey. All my toys are great, but I am most thankful for yellow monkey.

I am thankful for my home. It keeps me warm and safe from bad people and those big metal d*gs that go by all the time (dad calls them "cars"). I have several little hiding places where I go to have my private time - dad does not know where my favorite ones are... There are large windows that I can look out of to watch the birds and squirrels and people as they go about their daily duties. And of course there are all the great napping spots: On dad's recliner, in my perch, behind the couch, on dad's bed... the list goes on and on.

I am thankful for my food. I only get the best. I am a very picky eater so dad has been trained on what foods to buy. I bet I would make a good food critic if I cared to try. My food is always fresh and plentiful and available when I want it. There is also always a fresh supply of cold water to wash down my meals. And on rare occasions, if I'm really good, dad lets me taste his human food. I really like that!

I am thankful for being orange. That sentence speaks for itself.

I am thankful for all my friends at Catster. They have given me advice and comfort throughout the time I have been coming to Catster. We have laughed, cried, joked, grieved, argued, debated, pondered and partied. My life is richer for having them.

But I am most thankful for my dad. Without him NONE of the other things I have mentioned here would have been possible. Dad adopted me when I was just a small puff of fur. No one wanted me. All my other brothers and sisters had been adopted. I was alone and afraid. Dad rescued me and gave me a life that I thought was only possible in dreams. He gives me love and attention and spoils me rotten. We are playmates and best friends. He gives me guidance. He shows patience. He provides care when I am sick. He never has let me down. I can't imagine life without dad. I love him and want to be with him forever.


Wow I've been tagged 5 times!!!

October 20th 2007 6:03 am
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Hello kitties. If you were tagged, here is what you have to do. Make a diary entry like this and say something about me - like I am the most awesome super cat in the universe :)

THEN you need to tag 10 kitties and write something you like/admire about them and email them letting them know they've been tagged. Did I forget anything? No... I believe that's all. Have fun!

I didn't realize how popular I was. So I am going to recognize the "taggers" and only designate 5 "tagees" (50 would be a bit excessive).

In no particular order:

Pooh Bear: My tail bangin' orange Maine Coon buddy. One cool dude.

Alice: A very lovely orangie girl. She loves dressing up and her page looks awesome.

Hector: A brave and skilled mouser, Hector is a very handsome orangie. I am jealous that he gets to go outside.

Oliver Winston Parsons (OWP): A dear friend who is wise and witty. I think it's so crazy that he likes the v***uum!

Ashley: Another lovely orange girl. I love the striking contrast between her dark orange fur and her bright white fur! She is very smart and sweet.

Now my tags:

Champion Smudge Storm: Cute little guy who is more orange by the day. His wisdom belies his youth and he has an awesome family!

Summer: Another girl orangie and newest member of BOCU. She is way cool because she likes Meerkat Manor!

Grover: One of my oldest and dearest friends on Catster. I don't see him much anymore. How could you not love this guy?

Perry: My European twin brother. Killer looks dude! We are so similar it's scary. I admire his bird talking ability.

Kami: WOW! What a handsome Maine Coon! He's from "Down Under".

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