Doggy

Hettie's dog, Thaddy, came to see her today. He licked the baby human's face over and over. He tried to lick me, too, but I hissed. I'm not scared of him, but he smells like...like...like dog! Hettie likes him but she's not afraid to whack him when he does something wrong, like get on one of the kitties' thrones. He's really nice, but he's scared of thunder. When there's a storm, he sits on the couch or in Byrd's chair with the humans, curls up, and shakes. Hettie and I aren't afraid of anything, and neither was...Pan. Huckleberry, Teddy, and Mrs. Doyle are all afraid of at least one thing--Hettie's puppy. Mrs. Doyle isn't here anymore, but when she was, she would hide with Teddy in Byrd's room. Huckleberry stays in Saw's, the baby's, and my favorite human's room.

They Stole My Baby!!!

Tricksy humanses! They stole it from us! And we wants it!
Those humans took my baby! She was going into heat and they took her away...to the vet...to get her...to the vet!!! It wasn't the humans! It was the vet! But that doesn't make sense because my favorite human has a friend that's a vet and another one of the humans also knows a vet and those vets are nice! But maybe...maybe it's a different vet! An evil vet! Like the one that took Pandora when she got sick! Maybe they took my baby Mrs. Doyle, too! But that's not fair because I wanted to stare out from the darkness and be friends with every kitty in the world but then they took Mrs. Doyle away and I don't know where she is anymore! I want her to come back and so do Father Ted and Hettie. But not Huckleberry, because she doesn't like her.

Baybeez

A few months ago, four babies and a really thin cat came to our house. Hettie was the first to see them, and then Huckleberry, and then me. At first we didn't believe Hettie that there was a whole other family in the universe, but we were proved wrong. There were two orange striped kittens, a boy called Dougal and a girl called Father Jack. At first, everyone thought Father Jack was a boy.
There was also a girl kitty, Mrs. Doyle, who looked like a darker version of her mom, but the real shocker is the first born boy, Father Ted. Except for the eyes, he looked exactly...like...ME!
Saw and Dean decided to keep Mrs. Doyle and Father Ted. Byrd wanted to keep all of them, but the other humans wouldn't let her. I wanted to keep all of them, too.
Huckleberry, on the 0ther hand, hates the babies. She growls, hisses, and even spits at them! She spanks them until they fall! I want to help them, but she's mean to everyone. One time, Byrd tried to interfere and Huckleberry stalked off and hit Hettie, and then me! I was really depressed for the rest of the day. After all, what's wrong with a couple babies?

EVERYBODY PAAAAAAAAAARTY!!!

Last night, after putting the humans to bed, we had a party. The dog was gone!! Huckleberry had just come back from the vet, and it turned out that the stress from the dog was making her sick. Happily, she nearly teleported under the bed where I was and suggested that we have a party in her honor!!
Well, I agreed to have a party, even though eventually we realized that it wasn't going to be in her honor.
Hettie overheard our conversation, and she wasn't about to let us have a party without her.
"Hey," she said, "I can help. I can get you into the room with the radio, which happens to be on..." We couldn't refuse. Huckleberry and I ran upstairs and straight to the room. I had to stop myself from slamming into the door, because it was still closed.
"Step aside," Hettie said. She walked up to the door and shoved her paw inside. She looked like she was trying to saw something in half!
After a while, she finally got that thing open. We were exited to finally have something to party to.
I'd tell you more, but this is Hettie's computer, and I have to go now because she's coming. I guess she wants to write in her diary now!

The DOG!!

Well, a dog invaded our property and made us run like crazy. I hid in the closet, Huckleberry teleported under the bed, and Hettie zoomed upstairs. Her tail went all puffy.
This dog seems to act like a cat sometimes. He licks his butt like Hettie, he plays around like Huckleberry, and he even stares at people like me!! He claims to be a puppy raised by cats, but I don't buy the puppy part. He's HUGE!!!! HUGE!!!!!!!! HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I remember...

Today, I was thinking about what it was like before I had a kitten. It was boring. Now I have a kitten, and everyone's constantly trying to WATCH me to see if I play. In some ways it's kinda worse. Well, with all the attention, make that ONE way...no...no ways. IT'S FINE WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!! WOHOO!!!

TV

Hettie says she sees something in that big dark box that humans like to stare at. Sometimes Huckleberry can see it too. I wonder what it is that they see!! Humans seem to see it too. I just can't.
Then...then...then...then...then..then..then... then there was Pan. She could see it too.


IT'S JUST SO WIERD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!

How to be a Cat

Get cute. Get smart. Get furry. Follow these rules:

1.Meow when annoyed.
2.Meow when hurt.
3.Meow when hungry.
4.Meow at strangers.
5.Meow for kittens.
6.Meow at people.
7.Meow when picked up.


Remember, folks: follow MOST of the rules; then you'll be able to break like one or two or three or four or five or six or seven. Good luck! I have no idea WHY I just said that... Tune in for my special kitty-tainment every three o' clock!!!! Hope to see you there! Don't pick me up wrong or you'll be sorry even though I have no claws!!!!!!!!!!! Watch for pictures!!!!!!!!! Bla bla bla bla bla bla!!