A BABY?!

Saw, my favorite human, brought home a baby human. At first I didn't pay attention to him, but now I love him and I let him pet me. I like to watch him and when he's crying and Saw isn't doing anything I'll go and do a soft bite on her so she realizes he needs help. Hettie also loves the baby. She looks at him and will let him pet her for a while. She doesn't know him as well as I do, though, because she and Teddy bear live upstairs with Byrd, and I live downstairs with Saw and my baby.

CELEBRATE!!

Mrs. Doyle isn't here anymore!! The vet must have taken her away!!
It started when she was in heat. The humans took her away to the vet to spay her and promised Byrd, the youngest human, that she would come back, but they lied!! I'm so happy!! Byrd isn't, though. But I am, and I'm the prettiest, softest, most awesome kitty in the world, and that's what matters.

So Sad...

I'm not the baby anymore! [sniff] I'm not the baby!

NOT FAIR!!!

Byrd and Saw bought a whole box of cat toys and catnip that's bigger than Miko and they won't even let us have it! Byrd was nice and gave us one toy, but that wasn't enough. Luckily, we're super smart kitties so we took a bag of catnip out of the box and tore it up!
Unfortunately, Byrd came in and started whining at us and took it away. It's just not fair!!!

GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

My silly sister human Byrd won't quit talking and gimme some catnip!!!
"I can't believe it!! I published Dangerous Needs!!" she keeps saying. She just started today, but I don't know what happened! She says that Dangerous Needs is a book. You know, one of those wierd creatures with white tounges covered in words. It's just plain wierd.
Anyway, as I was saying, she won't give me any catnip!!! Recently Byrd and my Mommy bought me a catnip mat. They say it's for all three of us but I'm pretty sure it's just for me and Miko. I can't see why they would get anything for Hettie. I'm supposed to be dominant!! I'm fluffier!!
This catnip mat is awesome, but only when it has catnip in it. Today, we just had to do without. I have to go take a nap.

Translation of Kablooie

I guess you kitties out there don't want the human language story. I bet you want the kitty language story!! Here it is.......................................................... ...............................


Meow. Meow murr purr. Purr meow mew, murr meow meow. Murr!! Meow murr mew mow mrow. Meow, purr purr purr, murr-meow. MRAP!! Murr purr meow. Mew mew mew meow mow. Purr purr meow murr mow mrow. Mra murr purr praaa.


Meowma.

KABLOOIE!!!!!!!!

Sorry I haven't written in a while. Well, that's not true...I wrote a story called KABLOOIE!! Here's some of it...


. Chapter 1
. The Legend of Kablooies

I walked at the river to home, wanting one last opportunity to catch a fish. I was real dissapointed after a catchless hunt. I bent down and drank a little. I then got up and walked over to the small yard that belonged to some humans. I went up the hill and I looked around for mice. Their house was infested, so I had no problem. I caught 2 and ate 1. [sorry for the 1234567890 stuff. Hettie hadn't taught me how to spell numbers when I wrote this first thing] I brought the other 1 home to my box and stored it.
My home was in a clearing in a forest. It had a sheet of bubble wrap on it so rain didn't get in there. Then there was a WSSH! I hid inside my box and peeked out.

I see you guys liked my limmeric...

HEY, GREAT NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GOT PICKED FOR DIARY OF THE DAY ONE DAY!!!!!!!!!! It was sooooooooo awesome...So I can only assume that you guys liked my limmeric!! Because of that, I have decided to make you another one!! Enjoy...

Meow meow meow hiss meow growl hiss,
Meow hiss hiss meow meow growl hiss,
Purr purr meow purr purr,
Purr meow purr purr purr,
Meow meow meow meow meow purr hiss!!

It's about the weird way that cats have a huge fight with a human and then three seconds later they love again.

Memories.

I remember the first poem I wrote. I wrote it around the same time I went to Tall's house. I was bored, so I decided to write! It went something like this:

Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow.
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow.
Murr murr murr murr murr,
Murr murr murr murr murr,
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow!

Haha! It's a limmerick! It's about me wanting expensive food. The other cat, Ernie, only ate the cheap kind.
Later, I went back in Shiny and we drove to Cracker Barrel, the humans trapped me in the car, they came back, after about thirty minutes with a bunch of food, they picked me up and passed me around, they put me in Silver, Byrd's car, and they drove to Tennessee. I met Hettie and Miko. They were sad at first, but then Hettie took over the house.
Things were wierd. After a week, Miko and Hettie were still sad. Hettie contented herself by playing with Byrd. Miko decided to get to know me. We played and played and played.
Remember my limmerick? At about the time I went to Byrd's house, I saw Hettie using the keyboard.
"What're you doing with that?" I asked.
"Writing," Hettie said, "You can use Saw's computer." Saw was Byrd's mom. She was also my adopted mom.
"Okay!!" I responded joyfully.
"Sheesh," I heard Hettie whisper. I was offended, but I tried to pretend I didn't hear it. I went straight to the computer to type my limmerick. Here's how it came out:

l,k

Hey!! Go easy on me!! I didn't know what keyboards were for! I knew computers were usually for staring at, but I didn't know how to touch type!!
Hettie's teasing was what made me try to learn how to touch type. I'm doing a LOT better now. So long!!

CHAPTER 1--How it all Began...

I was born near Athens, Georgia. I used to live outside with my mom and siblings. There was food on a trash can lid, and there were a lot of fun plants to climb in and fall out of. There were dogs, too, and they were SCARY. BELIEVE ME! I was small; about the size of a large crassont. One day, a girl that I would come to know as Tall Byrd came to my almost perfect paradice. She came with her dad, Really Tall Car Guy. He drove the car, Big Shiny Guy.
Anyway, Tall Byrd (Byrd for short) was in need of kitties. She was told she could only pick one, but, even so, she attempted several times to pick us all. She picked us up one by one. I was the third one out of four. I was hard to catch, but my brother was even harder. Byrd picked me after watching me play with the plant on my back, along with my brother. She watched me hide. She listened to my small "Mew" when I was picked up.
Finally, after playing, petting, listening to us and her dad's suggestions, Byrd said, "I love all of them. Can I take them all?"
"No," Really Tall Car Guy (Tall for short) responded.
"Okay," I replied, "Fine. Then I'll...I REALLY love them all...mmm...I pick...the...I pick the little colorful one." There were two "colorful ones." I realized she was looking at me. I had a little less white than the other one, Tarisa, as Byrd would later call her. Byrd had picked me. I said my goodbyes.
"Okay," Tall said. After a few minutes of playing, Byrd scooped me up and brought me to Big Shiny Guy (Shiny for short) and put me in a box. There was a nice towel. I curled up in there. The car started. I fell asleep to the bumping sound of Shiny as he drove down the gravel road.