My New Beds

Mom & Dad gave me this blue fuzzy bed to sleep in a while ago. It is my most favorite place to sleep and MAN! is it comfortable! I push it all over the place trying to make it just right! It's getting old and lumpy. Mom must have noticed cuz the other day she came home with TWO new beds for me! I was *so* exited! One is just like my old one but better! It has sides for me to lounge on and prop up my furry feet! It is so comfortable and I love it more than my old one, if you can imagine that! Then last night, I tried out my other new bed. It has sides, too and is so big & covered in something called lamb's wool! PPuuuurrrrrrr.... Mom even put some of my toys in it so I'd have bedtime company! I love my spoiled, purrrfect life. It's great being pink, little ol me! Mew!

Having My Freedom

I am the only one in the whole house allowed to venture outside. Grrr used to when he was younger but with no claws, Mom & Dad have gotten overly cautious with him in his old age (He's 12).

Mom let me out to run through the courtyard, after puttin on my collar, yesterday. I'm ususally allowed to stay out for an hour at a time cuz I don't wander off. Mom must have forgotten I was out there cuz all of a sudden I hear her frantically calling my name, upstairs in the house. Then I hear her running down the stairs and into the courtyard calling for me. I just sat & watched. What was all the hype? I'M RIGHT HERE, MOM!! So I stayed under the big bush at the base of the stairs for almost 2 minutes, until Mom finally saw me. I was eating the grass she hates cuz it makes me puke and didn't want her to catch me. But she did and ran to carry me upstairs for our feline family dinner. (They feed all us felines our wet food @ 7pm every night. Dry food is always available.) It was a great evening and the weather was really nice. So was the dirt I rolled in.

I'm CURED!!!

The potty pants worked and I don't have to wear them anymore!!! HURRAY! I really didn't like wearing them and when I finally had my fill, Mom took 'em off and hasn't put 'em back on since! That was 3 weeks ago.

I'm so much happier now! I walk around with my tail held high and I'm not stressed out, so I don't pee anymore! I'm a good girl now. Mom said that she hopes I stay this way, and don't have anymore attitude episodes, and I'll never have to wear those pants again! I'm trying really hard and so far, so good!

My New Piddle Pants

Mom found the solution she was looking for. I now wear Piddle Pants when they are not home. Mom had me wear them last night and you know what? They were pretty comfy! She takes them off when they are home and can watch me. DOn't I look cute? I feel like doing the Polka in this outfit!

I'm Naughty and I Mean It

Mom & Dad are really mad at me right now. Let me start at the beginning. I wasn't fixed until I was 2 1/2 yrs old. I had already begun to spray and the 'Rents had had it! So off the the Vet I went and I came back literally Fixed! No parts and no more problems. I was fine for about a yr. then Mom & Dad adopted my younger brother O'Malley because he was born on Mom & Dad's wedding day and his mother was killed by a dog so he needed to be bottle-fed. He tormented me to no end and being 1/4 Bengal, he stalked me and was very rough. I learned very quickly I didn't want to be his friend. Everytime I got mad cuz he was there, I peed. Whatever. Mom & Dad should have known better. I'm the Princess and they DID NOT need another cat, in my opinion. There was disciplinary action taken and I lived on the porch for over a month (it wasn't a month at first but everytime I did it, the grounding got longer). Seemed to cure me and for 2 1/2 yrs and I seemed fine. Then one of my brothers died suddenly (congestive heart failure) and Mom was devistated. She loved having 4 cats and felt a hole when she looked around saw just 3. So in came Tumbleweed. I actually liked him. He was really kind and loving to me. Maybe he'd always wanted a big sister! We got along great and O'Malley had someone to refocus his energies on so I was left alone. The way I like it. Then a resuce happened. TDub's littermate Ebin was dropped off at his vet with instructions to put him to sleep, even though he was healthy. His owner wanted to adopt another kitten instead. Mom had bottle fed their whole litter for 3 1/2 weeks and couldn't imaging losing one for such a horrible reason, so she & Dad decided to go get him and adopt him out again, themselves. Well, he hasn't left and my 2 younger brothers are terrors. They eat my food, sleep in my beds and Ebin drives me NUTS! He stalks me constantly because he wants to play and he knows I don't. So I decided to start peeing again on all the stuff they touch. Their bed, MY bed, kitchen rug... etc.

So needless to say, I'm living on the porch again. Mom & Dad had a very serious talk yesterday with a friend who's a vet tech about what they're going to do with me. They said something like "putting me to sleep" but Mom just kept saying "NO WAY! She's our responsibility and you can't do this to a child, so it's not ok to do it to an animal!" (I have been hers for 8 yrs. now, you know.) Daddy suggested the Pound but Mom just started crying harded. NO WAY! I think she cried for almost 1/2 hr. I guess this really upsets her. I think I'll be living out here for sometime. Not sure how it's all gonna work out but at least Mom won't put me down for this. I guess I can see why they might want to, though... I have been doing this for over 6 yrs. and from what they say, they've tried everything, including Feliaway.

Dad mentioned they should just make me an outdoor cat. YIKES! That scares me! I've never been outside on my own and never overnight! Hopefully, I can learn to cohabitate successfully even though my astrological sign is Taurus and I'm very stuck in my ways. I really don't like making Mom this mad. Its the kittens I'm trying to annoy. There's just got to be another way to get at them and not hurt her... I've got some time to think, I guess...

Princess Pinky

Yesterday, Mom noticed I was looking kind of sad and sulky. I don't know what made her think that cuz I was probably just mad at one of my brothers. I think it made her feel sad, too cuz she picked me up and held me for what felt like FOREVER. I squirmed out of her arms (I'm not into being held) and sat next to her for a few minutes, thinking, "what the heck did you do that for?". Then she gave me a treat. She had bought some imitation crab meat for Dad and I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. I'd never had it before but MAN! was it good! Even better than the Fancy Feast we get every night! I had to fight for it after my brothers found out she was handing it out but I got quite a few good pieces and it was awesome! I love being Mommy's Princess. Mew!

It's My Birthday!

Today I am 8 yrs. old. I wanted to sleep in, of course, so I stayed hidden when Mommy came to kiss me goodbye before leaving for work. Not too many plans today. I just want to kick back and take it easy. Afterall, I am getting older. I got a good brushing last night and I won when Mom tried to clip my claws. I NEED THOSE, darnit!! I can't wait to see if get a special treat at dinner tonight. Mom gave me some of her Mint Chip Ice Cream last night cuz she knows how much I like it. It wasn't too much but I did get a good taste... until my brothers came and ruined it for me. Maybe tonight I'll get a little cream... mmmm..... HAPPY 8TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!