Kittens...

Okay. So I lied in that last entry. I knew what a "sibling" was. I just wanted to be all cute and pretend I didn't so maybe my mom wouldn't get one.

Yeah and then she did. She got a kitten. A gray one. A really, really spazzy gray one. Way more spazzy than I was when I was that age. He never stops meowing. He chases my tail. He jumps out at me and tries to attack me. And then when I defend myself, Mom yells at me! This is total crap. I totally hate it.

Well, on the plus side, I've been getting canned food every day.

This Whole "Networking" Thing Is Really Beneath Me

So, my mom was all cranky because she can't concentrate to read, so she made me this 'Catster' thing. "Like Friendster, for cats!" is what she told Mike. He replied, "Yeah, except the cat's not the one doing it." I thought this was a good point, but I try very hard not to like Mike, so I didn't say so.

Anyway, there's a lot of pictures of me on here, which is good, because I'm really cute. Maybe people will tell Mom this and she'll buy me more catnip. Or play with the Red Dot Enemy more. Lately the Red Dot Enemy only comes out when she's trying to read. In the old apartment the Enemy ran up and down the hall all the time, but we don't have a hall here. And not as many birds outside, either.

I'm getting bored. Mom wants to get me a "sibling" so I won't be bored. I don't know what a "sibling" is. I'm hoping it's a new Enemy. Maybe a Blue Dot Enemy. Or, like, tandem Enemies that fight with each other. Or maybe it's something that opens doors. I like doors. I like the places they go and the stuff I find there. My favorite is the bathroom door, because that goes to the White Roll of Fluffy Goodness, which is another thing I like to DESTROY!!!

The other day Mike said to Mom, "Are Dmitri's eyes open?" "Yes..." "Then he sees something he wants to DESTROY!" I thought that was pretty funny.