August 2nd 2005 6:12 pm
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I remember living in a box with my Two white brothers and a solid black sister. Then one day I heard some woman tell me I was so "ugly". My feelings were so hurt but then I heard this lovely voice say "are you crazy that cat is beautiful!" Before I knew it I was being shoved in this box with my brothers and my sister. We went to this ladies house and she got us out and stuck us with something sharp, I heard them say we had to have our shots whatever that is. It hurt and I hissed and blowed, but it didn't matter. Next thing I knew we were being put in this box and I could see lots of people walking around looking at me. I couldn't touch them and they couldn't touch me. I was just hanging out doing my kitty thing, then I started to not feel so good. Here I went again into this box and I was taken to another place and put in another cage. I had to stay there for several days and these people kept giving me all kinds of yucky medicine. They told my mom I had a yeast infection, whatever that is. They use all of these funny sayings and I don't know what they mean. Anyway, Mom took me to this nice, cozy place with this soft stuff on the floor. She put me in there with my friends Cricket and Hissy. I have no idea where my brothers and sisters went. Anyway, that is where I am now, except mom took Hissy somewhere else, she said she was adopted (again I don't know what that means) but now it is just me and Cricket. We play all night long and mom keeps telling us to go to bed, but of course we don't. Mom tells me I am lucky # 7 but I don't know what that is either all I know is I like it here and I love it when mom picks me up and holds me like a baby. I make this loud noise when she does that and mom starts laughing at me. She tells me everyday that she don't care what my granny says that I am the most beautiful cat she has ever seen. I love my mom and what ever Lucky #7 is, I am sure glad I am.
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