The Unbearable Torture We Kitties Must Endure!

Oh the misery. Oh the pain. Mommy's got the video camera out again. She tries to get me to be cute but I'm just not the "cute" kind. Pshaw, go away and let be aloof and cool looking.

I guess it wasn't too bad I sure made Mommy talk funny. MOL All is not lost!

Phoebes

What? A Diet For Me?

I can't believe what I am hearing. My Mommy is putting me on a diet! I'm not fat, my sister is fat. She's the one who needs to be on a diet. Now because of her I have to be on a diet too.

I'm not gonna like this one bit. I love my dry food because I can scoop it out of the bowl and whack the pieces all over the place and then chase them down. MOL

Now, I'll be eating wet food. I'm not gonna like I just know it's gonna be terrible!

Mommy says it's better for me and since I'm getting older she wants me to be healthy. She's probably right but I don't have to let her know that.

I'm still not gonna like it. No way, no how!!!!

Phoebe

Trimming Down For Mommy

It's tough for our Mommy these days. She pushes so hard and hurts for days. We've been bugging her and bugging her to let us play on Catster but she just doesn't have time and when she does she needs to rest.

It's so hard for her and she loves us so much.

Any way Darby and I talked about it and we decided to only belong to three groups each. We were trying to be such party animals. MOL

We have some special friends that send pmail and we love them very much but we just can't hang out with the gang at the club house very often.

Catster has so many cool things now and Mommy wants to play with them.

I hope we can play more often and Mommy gets well.

So my kitty friends, please don't forget us. We love you but we have to take care of Mommy

Phoebes

Summer Time Blues

Meows to everyone and some chirps as well.

It's been awhile but I'm doing pretty good. My life is kind of quiet since my Mom is so mixed up right now. She's gonna be OK. My sister, Darby, really looks after her since she stays upstairs most of the time she gets to watch over Mommy.

When Mommy's downstairs she thinks I'm not watching but I am. I watch her while I play with string. I love my string. It hangs off the back of a chair and I just love attacking it. But, I always keep an eye on Mom.

My sister and I get along a little bit. We are much better than we were so that's good that Mommy doesn't have to worry about us so much.

Oh, I'm getting a little bit brave and I've been sneaking upstairs when Darby isn't looking. MOL I've been on camera so she's NOT the star any more. MOL

Have a great cat nip kinda day.

Phoebe

Mom's Poem

Hi everyone. I've got a surprise for you. I snatched this out of our Mom's email. MOL She's getting mail about us kitties and I had to check it out. I gave a copy to my sister so she can put in her diary too. What do you think? It kinda makes me misty eyed and that's not cool :SIGH:

THE KITTEN IN MY CAT


My cat has grown very old,
Now she mostly sleeps and naps,
But there still remains and is engrained,
A little kitten in my cat.
She never leaves the house, of course,
She's secure and safe inside,
But she can't ignore an open door,
Which leads to the outside.
She often sits and stares through it,
And one just never knows,
What secret spirit moves her,
If out the door, she goes.
How come this burst of energy?
What makes her move like that?
Ah yes, I guess, there really is
A bit of kitten in my cat.
And then she has this yellow thing,
Which is now a bunch of fuzz,
It used to be a toy duck,
At least, I think that's what it was.
I'd like to throw the thing away,
I don't, because she plays with it,
She tucks it underneath the couch,
Then struts away from it.
Then I get down upon the floor,
To find out where it's at,
Irritated, I cuss and fuss
At that danged kitten in my cat.
She never has outgrown
Her penchant for doorways,
She stretches lengthwise 'cross them,
And may lay that way for days.
How many times in the dark of night,
Have I nearly broke my neck,
When across my bedroom door she lies,
As I am bathroom bent?
If I fall over her, she yowls,
Like an injured maniac,
Yet I'm the one in mortal pain,
Thanks to that kitten in my cat.
I'd think by now she'd have learned somehow,
About the mirrored wardrobe door,
That the image which she's sees in it
Is not a cat competitor.
No need to hiss and spit at it,
Or even arch her spine,
Though it may howl and growl at her,
That old cat in there's benign.
I don't think she's getting senile,
No matter how she acts,
I know, though now she's up in years,
There's still some kitten in mycat.
Sometimes in the evenings,
When I turn the TV on,
I settle down in my big chair,
And soon begin to yawn.
Just as I am dozing off,
There comes a tapping at my knee,
I look down, and there's the cat
Gazing up at me.
Now so old, she can't jump up,
I lift her gently to my lap,
She curls up and goes to sleep,
How I love the kitten in my cat.

Ducking for Cover

Good morning everyone.

I really feel bad that I've been away but I'm not allowed to use the 'puter unsupervised.

I can blame all of this on my Mom. But I'll be nice about it since my Mom's been having a really rough time.

She's been talking about moving and then had a fight with some people and after all of that she found out her company is being bought by another one that's way up north in someplace called Wisconsin.

She doesn't usually keep me off the 'puter but it's just been crazy.

Me and Darby barely get along but I'm trying to be good and stay out of the way so Mom can do what she needs to do. She doesn't need to worry about a couple of bad kitties in the middle of all this.

I'll report back when I have more info.

Purrs and headbutts,

Phoebe

No More Ointment!!!

Yay, My Mom decided my eye looked really good and she's stopped the ointment for a little while to see how it goes. I am so glad. I really hate that stuff but I know it works.

I woke up this morning and my eye was not all icky. It was clear and looked like the other one. Phew, at least I didn't have to see the Doc.

Speaking of Doc. I think my sister might be going to see the Doc pretty soon. You can read about it in her diary.

Something about she's not peeing enough. I don't know since she won't let me visit her up on the Veranda.

I'm doing great and I can see just fine so it's off to attack my favorite shoe lace.

Phoebes

My Eye Is Yucky!

Oh my where do I start. My sister is still trying to sneak and pick on me and now my eye is yucky.

My Mom says it's something I've had all my life. I think she called it Herpes. But, every now and then my eye gets real runny and red. It really bugs me. My Mom will keep it real clean and sometimes that's enough to make it better but sometimes it takes more than that. This is one of those times.

My Mom went to the vet and picked up some goo for my eye. It's called Neobacimyx and I have to get it in my eye twice a day. I really don't like it but Mom's gonna give it to me for two weeks. I try to hide but she always gets me.

I know she's trying to make me feel better but I really, really hate that stuff in my eye.

When I get like this I just wish my sister would leave me alone.

Phoebe

What????

Hey my Mom just set up a camera for Darby. Now she's got her own channel on the web. How come I don't have one. I'm sad about being left out.

But, you know what I just thought of????? Darby thinks the camera is a good thing but I bet Mom set it up so she can spy on Darby and find out when she's being naughty. Hmmmmpppphhh, I feel better now. MOL

New Toys

Life has been good these days. Mom's really not getting a kitty baby. I knew Darby was hallucinating, MOL.

I got some new toys to play with. They are really nice and I like them but my favorite is a shoe string Mom tied to the back of a chair. It's so fun the way it flies around when I whack it.

I also got a new condo. I like them and I can climb on them and lay on them with no problem. Darby too fat to enjoy them. MOL Mine all mine.

Ahhhh, I must go and nap for awhile.

Phoebe