October 24th 2008 5:33 pm
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Momma's coming down with something, so she came home early and was curled up on the couch watching TV. She dozed off and when she woke up, I was sleeping on top of her. We enjoyed a few minutes of quiet time before she realized she didn't know where the boys were. She heard a noise in the kitchen and called Hamlet, but he didn't respond. Then she heard the noise again and saw Hamlet scratching the outside of the trash bin. She yelled at him to stop and went back to cuddling with me. A few minutes later she heard Hamlet scratching again and yelled at him. We cuddled for a few more minutes before she realized she hadn't seen Jack. She called him and when he didn't respond she figured out where he was and disturbed my rest so she could get up and rescue Jack from the trash bin.
I need to find a better place to put him next time.
October 3rd 2008 10:09 pm
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I heard Momma talking on the phone the other night. She said something about Thanksgiving and airfare. Then she said, "Christmas? Maybe . . . wait, no. I have to be here for the boys' first Christmas."
This may sound like meaningless chatter to you, but for me it means that Momma is planning to celebrate Christmas this year! I didn't think she was going to celebrate this year, or ever again for that matter. Rufus died the week before Christmas last year, so we didn't celebrate. Sure, I got all of my toys and most of the toys Momma had bought for Rufus . . . and Bob, and our cousins. It wasn't fun though without someone else watching and envying my toys. Momma didn't play with me or spoil me like she's supposed to do. But she's not going away for Christmas and we are going to celebrate this year! And I have the little ITs to thank! Ewwww that's an ugly thought. Maybe that's what I'll give them for Christmas . . . a "thank you" but only if Santa brings me everything I want.
September 15th 2008 6:20 pm
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Momma made a serious mistake this afternoon. She usually comes home from work every day to eat lunch with us. The boys spend the day locked in the bedroom so they don't destroy the house and so I can have some quiet time. Well, today Momma was so excited that Morgan is Cat of the Week that she put the boys back in the bedroom but forgot to check where I was before she went back to work . . .
SHE LOCKED ME IN THE BEDROOM WITH THE TWO LITTLE ITS ALL AFTERNOON!!!!!
When she got home tonight, she didn't see me in any of my usual spots and realized with dread that she must have locked me in with THEM. When she opened the bedroom door, IT went racing out. She turned on the light and I was in the big orange bed giving her THE GLARE. She is in so much trouble. She's lucky I didn't put one of the ITs through a window or something.
I WILL have my revenge.
August 31st 2008 2:32 pm
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If you'd like to see a pirate flag rosette for September, please show your support here:
http://www.catster.com/forums/Plus_Informational/thread/552262
Or if you don't have Plus, you can pmail HQ.
August 22nd 2008 10:39 pm
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Thanks for all the love and support you have shown me. It may be a while before I'm on Catster again, but I'll thank you all personally when I return.
August 22nd 2008 9:02 am
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OMC! I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I'm Cat of the Day!!!! Me!!! Not Rufus. Not the bratty kittens. But ME!!! I can't believe it!!!
And the absolute BEST part about it is that I get to share the homepage with 2 of my dear friends -- Alfie the sweetest orange lovebug and the beautiful and wise Athena. OMC!!!
Thank you HQ!!! Thank you, judges!
You like me! You really like me!
August 21st 2008 8:20 pm
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If you can, please spare a purr for my cousins and their humans. The humans are adopting a baby and bringing it home tomorrow! (I would just DIE if Momma ever did that to me, but I know she won't.) Please purr that the transition will go as smoothly as possible for everyone.
My cousins aren't really blood relatives -- their humans are friends with Momma and catsit us on the rare occasions Momma leaves us. Momma has been catsitting our cousins for a few weeks. Luckily, she goes over to their house instead of bringing them to my house.
August 20th 2008 9:28 pm
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Sunday was the 17th and Momma forgot to mark Rufus' 8-month-crossing. She felt bad about it when she remembered (on Tuesday!), but Rufus says he understands. He knows Momma hasn't forgotten HIM -- she just forgot to be extra sad when the calendar tells her she should be.
We've had enough sadness to last us a good long while. Momma has been especially sad because she's a human and you know how humans get about these things. We were all shocked and saddened when Boudin crossed to the Bridge on the 3rd.
Then on the 8th, dearest Ashley made the journey to the Bridge. He'd been sick for so long and is now at peace, but his absence is still a shock for those of us left behind. After that long, you just kind of accept your loved one's illness as part of your life. It seems normal and you forget how it will someday end. When he first gets ill, you brace yourself for the worst, but as time goes by and your loved one keeps fighting and rallying, you think he'll be able to rally one more time. At least that's how it was with Momma and Rufus.
On the 13th, Alex moved on to his tenth life. He was 23 and had lived a full life, so his crossing wasn't totally unexpected, but sad nonetheless.
They say death comes in threes and that should have been it, but it wasn't. Precious Niggie made the crossing on the 14th. And I think that was what did it for Momma. She ran out of words. She ran out of tears. She couldn't think about death anymore and that's why she missed Rufus' 8-month anniversary. She had just checked out completely emotionally.
After Laurel passed away, Momma decided she was never going to take the chance of dying on us while we had someone else's picture where our picture should be. The first time she broke that rule was for Boudin, then Ashley, and now Niggie. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and I hope that's true because we've kept Niggie's picture as our primary photo for almost a week. We love you, Niggie, and we love your Mom and your whole family. Words can't express how sorry we are for your loss.
And Hazel Lucy -- don't you dare even THINK about crossing!!! Catster needs you. Heaven can wait and so can Buddie. He's an angel now -- he has all the time in the world. The whole family is purring for you to feel better.
August 6th 2008 5:52 pm
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I don't like guacamole. Momma can have it.
July 25th 2008 9:39 pm
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Finally I have my revenge on Bob for tormenting me on my birthday. Go check out his page if you want a laugh.
http://www.catster.com/cats/338395
July 22nd 2008 3:56 pm
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Bob is turning 12 on Saturday. I've been too busy plotting my revenge to type in my diary.
July 17th 2008 8:53 pm
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It has been 7 months since my brother Rufus crossed to the Bridge. Momma still misses him every day -- I can tell. This week she had car trouble and had to borrow her old car from Grandpa. She found Rufus' duck umbrella in the trunk. Rufus loved that umbrella and when I say he loved it, I mean he LOVED it. It was embarrassing to watch. Momma brought it home and left it on the coffee table. Hamlet sniffed it, but he didn't love it. I guess only Rufus was weird like that.
The duck umbrella is too big to fit into Rufus' keepsake box, but I know Momma won't ever use it again.
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Th e little ITs have finally made themselves useful!!! The catsitters came to give Momma a ride to work on Tuesday morning (before she could borrow Grandpa's car). They came in and petted all over Hamlet who hissed at them! That's right, the little brat hissed at someone! Can you believe it?
That night he bit Momma and grabbed Jack Brat by the throat with his teeth and pinned him to the ground! Momma put him on timeout. Looks like she's finally figured out that he's naughty too.
July 12th 2008 11:25 pm
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Momma has been sick all week -- something about allergies and a sinus infection. All I know is that she's been home a lot but sleeping on the couch instead of typing for me on Catster!
The City Council has voted to ban pet rentals in Boston -- now the mayor has to sign it. Hopefully the state will also pass a law to prevent pet rentals. If you live in Massachusetts, please follow this link to see how you can help:
http://network.bestfriends.org/boston/news/26221.html
Now for a funny story about Momma:
On Tuesday, Momma was going to try to go into work in the afternoon even though she was sick. Before she could leave, she needed to clean the boys' litterbox which was nasty. She washed and dried it and put it back in the bedroom then went to get the 30 lb. bucket of litter from the storage closet. When she got back, Hamlet was in the empty box piddling and getting it all over his paws! (Dumb kitten.) So when he finished, she grabbed him and washed his paws in the bathtub before he could track piddle through the house.
She washed and dried the litter box again, and decided that mine must be really dirty too if Hamlet didn't want to use it. So, she took my litter box out of its cabinet and washed, dried, and started to fill it. She had just put one scoop of litter in when Jack ran over and started scratching at it. She grabbed him and brought him to the bedroom so he could use the clean box, but as she was carrying him, he latched onto the cat tree and wouldn't let go, so she left him there.
She came back and had just finished filling my box when she heard a big commotion. She turned and saw a half-wet Jack in the hall. He had fallen into either the tub or the toilet and had wet legs. She grabbed him and toweled him off in the bathroom. When he ran out of the bathroom, he slipped on the wet floor in the hall, so Momma had to wipe that up right away.
When Momma finally got back to my box, she discovered that Hamlet had made logs in it! So she scooped it out, then opened the cabinet to put the box back where it belongs, only to discover that Jack was already in the cabinet. She thought he was hiding because he was upset about getting wet, so she started to pull him out. That's when she realized he was actually piddling in the cabinet without a box!!! She tried to push him back in so he wouldn't get piddle on her or the floor, but instead of stepping back, Jack rolled over backwards right into the puddle of piddle! So, Momma had to give him a bath in the tub, and you can guess how that went! He pulled down the shower curtain and the rod!
I almost piddled myself I was laughing so hard! Momma never did make it to work that day. By the time she got everything cleaned up, she needed another shower herself and the stress of it all had made her allergies flare up again. So instead of going to work, she went back to bed.
July 6th 2008 4:03 pm
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If you live in Massachusetts, please read this and write to your state senator and representative.
http://network.bestfriends.org/boston/news/26221.html
A new type of business wants to open in Boston -- one that rents dogs by the day or even by the hour. They claim to help people who don't have time to care for a pet full-time. Can you imagine what it must be like for these dogs to be shuttled from one place to the next, never knowing stability or love? You know how people treat rental cars -- now imagine how they would treat a rental dog. This "service" sends the message that pets are disposable commodities.
If you find this practice as despicable as I do, please write to your Massachusetts State Senator and Representative today and ask them to support H.4753 "An Act Prohibiting the Renting of Pets.". The article from Best Friends has some great tips and links to finding who your state legislator is. The legislation needs to pass by July 31, so please act now.
If you live in Boston, you can also contact your City Councilor and the At-Large Councilors.
I've started a thread in Laws & Legislation, so please comment there and alert any Massachusetts cats or dogs you know.
http://www.catster.com/forums/Laws_and_Legislation/thread/537803
July 4th 2008 10:40 am
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First of all, I want to thank my friend Liberty for sending The Power of the Paw to cheer me up. I was very unhappy yesterday about being dragged to the vet. They stole my blood and told Momma that they'd call next week with the results. I hope they don't find anything wrong with me. I would hate to have to go back there so soon. Momma has already threatened to put me to sleep if I get sick. Rufus says she's only saying that because she wants me to have a good quality of life and knows I hate going to the vet and would never allow her to give me medicine. I think it's because she loves Rufus more!
As of July 1st, we've been on Catster for 2 years! Wow! It doesn't seem like that long, but I guess it's because we weren't very active when we first joined. I'm glad we're active now since I've made some many friends. Catster is such a great place.
Have a happy and safe Independence Day!
July 3rd 2008 8:59 am
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This morning, Momma stuffed me in the cat carrier and brought me to THAT PLACE!!! Naturally I protested the whole way, but Momma wouldn't listen to me. When we got there, there were no lights on in the building. I told Momma they must be closed and that we should just turn around and go home, but she wouldn't listen.
When we went inside, we found out that a breaker had been hit by lightning in the storm yesterday afternoon and they'd been without power ever since. I told Momma it was a sign from God that we shouldn't be there, but she wouldn't listen.
I continued to protest at the top of my lungs, which got the attention of everyone in the waiting room. Momma overhead some people saying, "What a loud cat!" and "That's the loudest cat I've ever heard!" When we walked past the dog waiting area, people stood up to see what all the commotion was about. I didn't want to be there -- that's what it was about!!! But Momma still wouldn't listen.
Since they had no power, the vets were using the exam rooms closest to the windows and leaving the doors open. When it was my turn, the vet tried closing the door to see if there was enough light, but there wasn't, so they triple teamed me to make sure I couldn't escape. I let them know what I thought of that! The vet tech said to Momma, "She's not this vocal at home, is she?" and Momma assured that I was indeed very vocal whenever other humans came into my home.
After poking and prodding and weighing me, they let me go back into my carrier, but it was a trick! Momma let the vet tech carry me off to another room. I protested the whole way. There they stole my blood and gave me 2 shots! It was horrible, terrible, torturous! Then they brought me back to Momma and we were able to leave. I was still mad and let her know every few minutes, but now we're home and I'm not speaking to her.
And Hamlet hissed at me!!! The little upstart! Granted, I did hiss at him first, but still! He needs to learn his place and I'm just that cat to teach it to him.
July 2nd 2008 6:19 pm
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so there!
June 30th 2008 8:01 am
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What a surprise! My good friend Alfie has tagged me. He is such a sweetheart -- so kind and always making kimis for others. And he knows what it's like to be overshadowed by an angel of an older brother. Well, I think Alfie is an Earth Angel and if any cat deserves to be Cat of the Day, it's him!
Well, the way to play this tag game is to list 6 things you DON'T like and then tag 6 friends.
6 things I don't like:
1. Loud noises
2. Dogs
3. Having nowhere to hide
4. Non-Momma humans in my home
5. Not-the-Momma touching my tail (I hate it when he does that!)
6. Going to the vet
The 6 friends I'm going to tag are:
1. Emma
2. Athena
3. Liberty
4. Winnie
5. Felix
6. KC Sunshine
June 29th 2008 8:20 pm
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But the fly came back,
he didn't want to be ate-ed.
A few hours later,
he was regurgitated!
MOL!
(And it was a fly -- Momma saw a wing.)
June 29th 2008 12:32 pm
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I know a dumb kitten who swallowed something else small and black -- possibly another fly.
I don't know why, he'd swallow another fly.
Perhaps he'll die.
How did everyone know the dumb kitten was Hamlet? I know they had a 50-50 chance of guessing which dumb kitten it was, but no one guessed Jack Brat.
June 27th 2008 8:52 pm
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I know a dumb kitten who swallowed a fly.
I don't know why, he swallowed a fly.
Perhaps he'll die.
June 26th 2008 7:43 pm
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Kittens are so stupid. Momma bought herself a cannister vacuum for Mother's Day. She only uses it on weekends (sometimes) so she disconnects the hose and puts it away so it won't get damaged. Well, tonight IT discovered that the hole where you put the hose is connected to the vacuum bag. So he reached in with his little black paws and started pulling the dirt and hair out of the vacuum bag and onto the floor. Momma was dumbfounded. She never realized they could reach in there and never imagined that they would WANT to.
So much for HEPA filters. She needs an IT filter.
June 25th 2008 7:54 am
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Last night we had a big black fly in the condo. The ITs started chasing the fly all over the place. Momma was on the couch and she saw Hamlet perched on the arm of the recliner ready to jump up onto the bookcase where Rufus' shrine is. Momma yelled at him twice but he ignored her and was getting ready to pounce, so Momma looked for something soft to throw and startle him. She didn't have any toys or pillows in reach, so she grabbed my Morgan's bed. She yelled again and threw it towards Hamlet. Well, he ignored her so he didn't see it coming. The bed sailed through the air, just like a Frisbee, and WHAP! A DIRECT HIT!!!! He went toppling off the arm of the recliner onto the floor. I guess he was OK. I'm not sure since I was laughing so hard I almost wet the cat tree. I know the fly was OK because it took off into the other room. ROTFLMTO!
June 24th 2008 6:30 am
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Momma just had to pull a big staple out of Hamlet's mouth! No, I swear I didn't try to staple Ham--, I mean IT 2.0's mouth shut. He got it off the cat tree somehow. And when Momma took it away from him, he started looking for another! Stupid kitten. I hope he isn't hurt -- I can't stand the sight of blood.
June 23rd 2008 6:37 pm
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I just jumped down from the cat tree and sniffed IT and didn't hiss. Momma is so proud of me. Maybe I'm starting to get used to IT after 12 weeks.
Or maybe I'm just lulling them into a false sense of security. Meowhahaha!
June 22nd 2008 9:28 pm
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This morning Momma's friend called her because the new kitten she got on Friday had vomited and wasn't eating. When Momma got there, the kitten was listless. Momma's friend didn't have a car and had to take her son to a big awards ceremony, so Momma took the kitten to the ER.
He was dehydrated, his blood sugar and temperature were low, and his red blood cell count was high. The ER vet treated him for an hour, but he showed no improvement and the prognosis was poor. Momma's friend couldn't afford to have him hospitalized for 2-3 days, so they decided to have him put to sleep. Momma held him in her arms as the ER vet gave him a peaceful crossing. He was only 7 weeks old.
Tonight we found out that one of his littermates crossed today too. Momma is so sad, but she knows Rufus was there with her today waiting for Oreo on the other side. They're probably up in the Butterfly Meadow right now, looking for Oreo's brother.
June 22nd 2008 1:53 am
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Momma left me alone most of the day, but I wasn't bored! In fact, I was a little bit distressed because there were NEW PEOPLE moving into the building. They were young, but at least I didn't hear them playing any Euro Techno Crap "music." Then I saw one of them had a carrier and was bringing in a HUMAN IT!!! From what I've heard, those things are hairless, smelly and LOUD! Worse than the little ITs even. So far, the Human IT hasn't disturbed my sleeep -- and H.IT better not!
June 17th 2008 12:25 pm
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Hi all,
Briana's Momma here. Forgive the intrusion into her diary, but this is really my story to tell. Last night it was a little chilly in our condo. I was sleeping in bed and felt a cat climb onto my lap. My first thought was "Rufus." Even though it's been 6 months, I still can't believe he is gone and for that one instant in my sleep, I was so happy to have my sweet boy in my lap again. Of course, the moment didn't last and I realized it wasn't Rufus, but Briana. It was a bittersweet moment. I was disappointed that it wasn't Rufus, but happy that Briana would snuggle with me again. (It's been months . . . since about the time I brought Jack Matthew home.)
So, this morning, I locked Jack and Hamlet in the bedroom and Briana and I had some quality cuddle time watching TV.
I still miss Rufus every single day and probably always will, but my other furbabies are a distraction. I love them all for who they are, but there will never be another Rufus.
Hugs,
Rufus' Momma
June 16th 2008 6:33 pm
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What a terrible day!!! I just learned that my friend Dude Kitty has crossed to the Bridge. *sob* I know Rufus was there to greet him, but I'm still so sad. He was one of the first true friends I had -- not someone who was just friends with me because of Rufus. *sniff* And after Rufus crossed, Dude Kitty was the one who invited me to join I'm No Longer Alone! *sniff* I've made so many friends in that group *sob* and it's all because of Dude Kitty. And now he's gone! *sob*
June 11th 2008 7:53 pm
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I was minding my own business this afternoon when Momma came home unexpectedly and she wasn't alone! Because the ITs still get locked in the bedroom when Momma's not around, I couldn't hide under the bed. The best I could do was hide under the phone table, but Momma knew I was there and pointed me out to the human they call Grandpa. He tried talking to me, and would not leave me alone. I ended up have to run behind the couch, under the dining table and into the kitchen where I hid in one of the cabinets, ready to fight to the death if necessary.
Momma and Grandpa spent a lot of time in the living room and even let the ITs run loose in the condo for a while before they left. When the coast was clear, I came out and found that my litter box was gone!!!!! In its place was a big white cabinet with a hole in the side. When I looked in, I saw the ITs' litter box inside. Can you believe that??? The nerve of them!!! If I had eaten more fiber today, I would have left a "message" for Momma on the living room floor.
June 8th 2008 6:44 pm
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Every month it gets a little easier. Momma made it all the way to June 8th before she stopped to figure out which day of the week the 17th falls on this month. It's a Tuesday -- and a holiday, Bunker Hill Day. It's also the 6 month anniversary of Rufus' crossing. We still miss him every day, but we're starting to feel happiness whenever something reminds us of Rufus, instead of pain.
June 1st 2008 12:27 am
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This poem makes me think of Rufus. Even though he has crossed to the Bridge, he will always be my brother. Whenever people ask Momma how many cats she has, she never tells them a number. She tells them, "Rufus passed away in December, but I still have Briana. I just got 2 new kittens and my brother has custody of Bob. " I guess, We Are Five.
We Are Seven by William Wordsworth
--A Simple Child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?
I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.
She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
--Her beauty made me glad.
"Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said
And wondering looked at me.
"And where are they? I pray you tell."
She answered, "Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.
"Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother."
"You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven!--I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be."
Then did the little Maid reply,
"Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree."
"You run above, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five."
"Their graves are green, they may be seen,"
The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,
And they are side by side.
"My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.
"And often after sun-set, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.
"The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.
"So in the church-yard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.
"And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side."
"How many are you, then," said I,
"If they two are in heaven?"
Quick was the little Maid's reply,
"O Master! we are seven."
"But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!"
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, "Nay, we are seven!"
May 31st 2008 9:35 am
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Rufus says I have to thank everyone purrsonally for my presents before I can take this stupid tiara off my head. Tell that to Momma! She's the one who went out with her friend last night instead of staying home so I could play trivia with my friends and pmail my admirers. Then when she finally got home after midnight, she could barely type and went to lie down for one minute and fell asleep. She woke up at about 5 this morning, changed into her jammies, turned off all the lights and went to bed. Of course, she was so tired she forgot to take her allergy medicine, so she's miserable this morning. And since she fell asleep without putting away the laptop and closing up the desk, the ITs ransacked the place. So, today will be filled with pmails and housecleaning. And she should start with the ITs' stinky litter box!
May 30th 2008 9:57 pm
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Today was a nice, relaxing, peaceful day after my birthday. Momma had to be to work early and went out tonight, so she kept the 2 little ITs locked in the bedroom all day! It was fabulous! She came home to check on us and feed us on her lunch hour and before she went out, but she didn't let the ITs loose. I was IT-less for 16 hours! I wish every day could be an IT-free day.
Thanks for all the presents and kind words. I'll be thanking everyone individually this weekend. Poor Momma is tired and needs her beauty sleep -- badly.
May 29th 2008 10:31 pm
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Thanks everyone for making my birthday special. This weekend I'll purrsonally thank everyone I haven't already thanked for all the wonderful presents.
May 29th 2008 1:35 pm
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This day has gotten MUCH better. Momma gave me Tiki Cat for breakfast. Lots of friends have sent presents. The only thing that could make this day better would be for Tess to be found safe and sound.
*makes her wish and blows out the candles*
May 29th 2008 7:41 am
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Bobcat is all the time MEAN TO ME!!!!!
It's my birthday and he altered my primary photo to show me wearing a stupid pink tiara. He changed my music to "The Old Gray Mare." I bet he thinks that's funny! He signed me up for the Olde Furts group and told EVERYONE that I was 10 years old. I can still easily pass for 6, but he had to go and tell everyone my real age. And I just know he's behind that anonymous cupcake with "Old Fart" candles.
At least I still have some friends who sent me lovely presents.
Sydney Rose sent me a birthday hat with a beautiful picture of me inside!
Kit gave me a lovely bunch of tulips. They were delicious, thank you!
Chaucer and Tyson gave me a fun mouse to play with. They are so nice. Why can't all black and orange cats be so nice and live in Wisconsin?
And a little bird told me I should check out the group ** Tabbies With 'Tudes** today. Let me have a peek . . . *gasp* Look at the beautiful wallpaper! It's me! Finally the recognition I deserve! Thank you, Queenie and everyone else for such a wonderful honor.
*Scans the group page, then frowns*
What's this? "Rufus ILM is a DDP"? No! It can't be!!!
*rushes to Diary Central*
NOOOOO!!!!!! THAT'S NOT FAIR!!! It's MY birthday!!! I should be a DDP, not Rufus!!! Why does he always get all the attention instead of me??!! *sob* And on my birthday! *sob* Nobody loves me!!! *sob*
What's that? A new present for me? *sniffles* A cake? *sniffles* Just for me? And I don't have to share it with anyone? *wipes away tears* I can eat my cake in front of IT and IT 2.0 and I don't have to give them a crumb? *grins* Thank you, Tommey and Felix and Buster and Lars and Chumley for such a wonderful gift! You've really made my day!
May 26th 2008 5:51 pm
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Kittana tagged me!
So here's how you play this version: List 5 facts about yourself and then list 5 cats to tag.
My 5 facts:
1. I'm the only girl cat Momma has ever lived with.
2. I have a very loud meow.
3. I like Fancy Feast Gourmet Chicken Feast
4. I don't like other cats, especially ITs.
5. My birthday is this week!
I am tagging:
1. Liberty
2. Winnie
3. Athena
4. Nemo
5. Liliya Zimah Taiga
May 23rd 2008 9:02 am
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Wednesday night, there was a big package outside our door. Momma said it was a present for me. When she opened it up, it was a new litter box! It looked pretty cool, but then Momma had to go and ruin it by putting pellets in it instead of litter. Hmpf!
The IT's have discovered the new box and are playing with the pellets, pulling them out one at a time and batting them across the floor. Then they try to eat them. So far they haven't gotten sick or choked on them, but I'm holding out hope.
The instructions told Momma to stop cleaning our old litter boxes -- like she ever cleaned them often enough anyway. I don't think she's going to win this battle though. The new box is nice enough, but I don't think Momma wants to change both our boxes over to the new system because the piddle pads are expensive. She wants to try it in the bedroom because the ITs are locked in there during the day. However, she doesn't want to have 3 days worth of uncleaned litter box stench in her room at night. And believe me, they do stink. I think she should lock the ITs in the bedroom with just that box until they use it and in the meantime she can sleep with me on the couch.
May 21st 2008 8:30 pm
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Do all kittens smell this bad or is it just the ITs? They stink! What is Momma feeding them? They have their own litter box in the bedroom, but they INSIST on using my pink litter box. Don't they know that pink means it's the ladies room? Apparently not.
So anyway, Momma had a coupon for Petco and this thing called a Litter Locker Plus was on sale, so Momma bought it. It's basically like a Diaper Genie for cats. Inside is a roll with a REALLY long plastic bag attached. Momma drops the used litter clumps in the top, closes it up, and turns a crank. The used clumps get wrapped up and twisted in the bag so they don't stink as much. So far it seems to be working pretty well, although yesterday the stench seemed to linger. It turns out that IT had a Klingon. Gross! I would love to stick him in the Litter Mate and turn the crank, but he won't fit. He did manage to get his head in the chute though when Momma was scooping. Not too bright.
May 17th 2008 9:29 pm
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I was tagged last week by my friend Ishtar who told me I should play to get more attention than the ITs. I should have listened to her - then maybe I'd be a DDP instead of IT.
To play, you give 4 answers to 4 questions then tag 4 four friends.
4 jobs that I've had:
1. huntress
2. Momma's little girl
3. first (and only) female grandkitten/grandpuppy
4. IT whacker
4 places I have lived:
1. Knoxville, TN with Momma and Rufus
2. Boston with Momma, Not-the-Momma, Grandpa, Rufus, and Bobcat
3. Boston with Momma and Rufus and Momma's 2 roommates (oh the horror!)
4. Boston with Momma and Rufus, then Momma and ITs. I miss Rufus.
4 places where I have been:
1. Maryland
2. Virginia
3. Pennsylvania
4. we drove from Knoxville to Boston through lots of states, but those are the ones where we spent the night.
4 places I'd rather be:
1. back in Tennessee with Momma and Rufus, in the first apartment that had the wood roaches I loved to eat.
2. top of my cat tree
3. window sill
4. anywhere away from these little ITs
4 friends I tag:
1. Baby Girl because she loves games and I don't think she's been tagged recently.
2. Tony because he's easygoing like Rufus and loves Da Bird like me!
3. Buster because he looks like Rufus and loves Da Bird!
4. Mister Micky, my new friend from Tennessee
May 17th 2008 5:47 pm
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I can't believe this! It's bad enough that Momma brought those two little ITs to live in my home, but now Catster has chosen IT to be a Daily Diary Pick. Can you believe that?
I'm the diva! Everyone should be hanging on every word I say!
March 2nd 2008 12:15 pm
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I don't know who is more tired, me or Momma. It's like we had a bird loose in the house, and I LOVE birds. Da Bird is some feathers attached to a fishing pole and string. The way they're attached, they can spin around , so they look like a real bird flying through the air. A real bird with a broken neck now! I caught it and bit into it and Momma heard it crunch. Mwa-ha-ha-ha!
February 5th 2008 6:32 pm
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Zilla tagged me for a special Valentine's edition of tag, then Tyson tagged me, so I'm going to combine the 2 into one game!
So here are the rules:
Cats who are tagged need to write the rules in their Diary & 7 pawsome facts about themselves. Then choose 7 handsome or beautiful cats who you want to wish a Happy Valentine's Day. List their names and tell why you are tagging them. Then send them a pmail or a rosette telling them that they've been tagged and to read your diary.
So here are 7 random facts about me:
1. I was born in Knoxville, TN -- less than a mile from Neyland Stadium. Go Vols!
2. My middle name is Siri after the nice vet Rufus and Bob had when they were kittens.
3. My human cousins called me "that little 'fraidy cat" because I hid whenever they came over to visit.
4. I LOVE cat grass.
5. I find the best hiding places and have been "presumed lost" twice in my life.
6. I don't like dogs. A pack of wild dogs killed one of my clan mates when I was a kitten and I've never gotten over it.
7. Momma is trying to poison me. I saw her slipping some drops in my water bowl yesterday, so I waited for her to leave for work, then spilled the water all over the floor.
OK, now for 7 handsome cats to tag:
Dude Kitty because he is a sweetheart and has good taste in music.
Boudin because it's Fat Tuesday and he's from Louisiana!
Buster who is a beautiful gray and white tabby like my brother Rufus, because he's the youngest in his family and deserves the recognition.
Vincent because even if he wasn't Amelia's brother, I'd still think he's one of the best looking cats on Catster.
Sagan because he's so big and strong and offered to beat up Rufus when he was being mean to me.
Charlie because he's not only handsome but also a kind, generous cat.
Samuel a.k.a. Sami because he lost his big sister just days before I lost my big brother. Now he's the big brother, and I'm going to be a big sister. WHAT??? MOMMA!!!! I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO TYPE THAT! I DON'T WANT TO BE A BIG SISTER!! ERASE THAT! DON'T YOU DARE PUBLISH THIS UNTIL YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
January 21st 2008 9:41 am
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I don't understand why Momma can't understand me when I talk to her. She understood Rufus perfectly, but when I talk, she just asks the same questions over and over again:
"You hungry?"
"You thirsty?"
"You want your cat grass?"
"You want love?"
"Timmy fell down the well?"
I don't even know anyone named Timmy so how would I know if he fell down the well? At that point, I get so frustrated I don't even bother talking to Momma anymore. I mean, really! If she's not going to take my conversations seriously, why should I bother trying to talk to her? HUMANS!
Lately she's been trying to talk to me about getting a new brother. She can't be serious! I don't dare tell her that I don't want one because she'll just misinterpret what I say and think I do want one.
I don't want a new brother -- I want Momma to stay home with me all day and wait on me hand and foot so I don't get bored or lonely.
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