November 15th 2009 8:49 pm
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Yesterday I made a list of cats whose diaries I thought would be among today's picks. Unfortunately, I fell asleep before I could write them in my Journal and when I woke up it was already after midnight. None of my predictions came true but little did I expect to see my very own Journal on the actual list of picks!!! How cool is that? I don't know about you, but Saturday here was a rather dull and depressing day. All I did most of the day was sleep… and vote on the photos entered in the World's Coolest Dog & Cat Show. Meow! Are my paws ever sore! I've still got a ways to go before I secure 50 Zealies, but I've made great progress.
Well, most of you are probably aware that Diary Gal works in mysterious ways and I'm sure you've wondered, like me, exactly how the daily diary picks are chosen. Correct me if I'm wrong, but one thing I've figured out a long time ago is that you only get to be in the top spot, namely Diary of the Day, once. However, I wonder if changing the name of one's diary opens the door to potentially being chosen DOTD again. If so, and if there's no limit to the number of times a cat can change the title of his or her diary (and I don't see why there would be)… well, I think we may have just discovered a little loophole…. Hey, cats! Where'd you go? Don't you all go changing your diary titles now!
Back to speculating as to how Diary Gal chooses the daily picks, observe the following similarities among today's choices, if you will:
- Two of the cats on the list have virtually identical names (just a different vowel): Taffy and Toffy.
- Three of the diaries have titles starting with the letter "T": Taffy's tail, Tinker's Fabulous Journal, and Toffy's Journal.
- Two of the diary titles include the word "Journal": Toffy's Journal and Tinker's Fabulous Journal
- Finally, notice that the name of one of the chosen cats is Sweets. Well, what is Taffy or Toffy?
All these things appear to be more than just a coincidence. I haven't actually studied this for any length of time, having only recently (ahem, last night) come up with my theory, but I'd be curious to know, cats, if you've observed anything that may shed some light on how Diary Gal actually operates. My advice to cats who want their diaries to be selected is to write fairly often, but don't worry you don't have to write every day unless you really want to; posting entries at intervals of no more than 10 days or so should ensure that your diary doesn't get overlooked.
Well, before I forget, congratulations to all the other cats whose diaries were chosen today (I noticed some cute female cats were among them) and… thanks, Diary Gal… and all of you who left me treats, gifts and comments. All that yummy pumpkin pie and turkey, not to mention shrimp…. Where was I? Oh, yeah, time to continue voting….
Purrs,
Toffy
November 7th 2009 11:50 pm
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Cats, I was seriously considering entering The World's Coolest Dog and Cat Show in the Sleeper, Funny Face and Craziest Tail categories, as I figured I would have a good chance at placing among the finalists, but Mom had other plans. Here's a conversation that took place earlier today and the reason why I've decided not to enter the contest.
Mom: You know cats, I was just thinking… if you really want to enter The World's Coolest Dog and Cat Show your best chance at winning might be in the Wet Cat category.
Toffy: No thanks, Mom.
Mom: Vanessa? You like water, don't you?
Vanessa: No, not really. Sorry, Mom.
Mom: Come on, cats… It would be nice to win that Flip Ultra digital camcorder. Won't you please help me win it? Just wait here while I go get the water bottle.
Vanessa: Is she serious, Toff?
Toffy: Don't worry, Van. We aren't even eligible to enter the contest. Here… read what it says in the rules… Quote: "All entrants must be legal US residents to enter and be 13 years of age or older as of October 14, 2009. To be eligible to win a prize, entrant must be a legal US resident. If a winner is a non-US legal resident, then no prize of monetary value will be awarded." End quote.
Vanessa: Well, we're both under 13 years of age, so that alone disqualifies us immediately.
Toffy: That's right! Plus we're not legal or even illegal US residents.
Vanessa: Meow, yeah, what a relief... but do you think Mom even read the rules?
Toffy: Um, probably not… Oh, no! Look out, Van! Run!
Mom: Okay, cats… who wants to be first? Toffy? Vanessa? Hey! Where did you run off to? Come back here!
October 18th 2009 9:42 pm
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Toffy: Ouch! That hurt!
Vanessa: Indeed! How would she feel if she was suddenly dropped from a height of more than 30 feet?
Toffy: At least we're alive to tell about it.
Vanessa: Yes, but barely.
Toffy: Don't exaggerate now, Van.
Vanessa: So, what I wanna know is why was Mom flying through the air, climbing on buildings and people's desks with me under one arm and you under the other?
Toffy: I think she was on the lamb. Speaking of which… Meow! I'm hungry!
Vanessa: You mean she was on the lam.
Toffy: That's what I just said.
Vanessa: But why? Who was she running from? Why did she abandon us?
Toffy: She didn't abandon us, she just couldn't hold on to us any longer when she landed on that narrow ledge on the side of that building.
Vanessa: I wish she wouldn't have let go of us. Doesn't she love us?
Toffy: Of course she does! Otherwise she wouldn't pet us and play with us or feed us when we're hungry and let us snuggle with her on the bed.
Vanessa: I miss Mom. Will we ever see her again?
Toffy: Of course we will! Just close your eyes and count slowly to three… together now, with me….
Toffy and Vanessa, in unison: One… two… three…
Vanessa, upon opening eyes: Mom!
Toffy: I told you we'd see her again. And look she just woke up…
Mom: Toffy and Vanessa! You're both still on the bed with me. You know, I had the strangest dream… I was holding each of you under one of my arms while flying through the air, climbing on buildings and people's desks… and then suddenly… oh, I didn't mean to but…
Vanessa: Oh, it's okay, Mom. It was just a dream. We're purrfectly fine.
Toffy: Yeah, but we're starving. How about some delicious lamb, what do ya say, Mom?
Mom, looking at time on clock-radio: No, Toffy. It's only 10:30. I already fed you this morning. You'll have to wait until lunch time.
Toffy: Darn! At least I tried.
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