I'm Cat of the Day!

Well I can't quite beliieve it - I woke up this morning and got my Fancy Feast as usual with everyone else, played a little, gave myself a groom...

Then mum looked at her messages and saw one from Catster to say that I was COTD! Then she saw another message from Auntie Hazel Lucy, then another from Chef Rooster, and then another from Blizzard...it was true, this little princess was in the spotlight today!

Then Dad turned on the news and we all saw the pics of Japan and the Tsnami, and we all got subdued again.

If anyone decides to read my diary today because of my big honor, I ask that you all also spare a moment to pray for the poor people in Japan and Hawaii and the west coast...

Love and thanks,
KitKat
Xxx

The Tragedy of the Undercover Mouse...

Well I guess nothing lasts forever....

But you'd expect it to last more than 12 hours. My new undercover mouse, that is.

Mum and dad bought it to try and entertain me before bedtime, so I wouldn't keep them awake with my yowling. It was so good, that all of us cats liked it! Four us us sat in a circle around it (Fifi watched from the dining table) and we played and played, and played... Clyde liked it so much he kept diving on it, sending it skidding across the hardwood floor. Even Caney and Bonnie had a great time with, and we all played nicely together (as if we liked each other).

That night, I slept like a baby. And so did mum and dad...

The next night, mum went to switch it on and - - - - a big fat NOTHING!!!! Dad said maybe the batteries are dead, and put new batteries in. Still a big fat nothing...

Then he took it apart to see what was wrong, and couldn't see what was wrong, but oh dear, it wouldn't go back together again...

Mum worked out that it cost $2.66 per hour of play we got out of it. She still has the receipt but after what dad did to it, well... Now it's in the garbage.

But even at that price dad said it was worth it because he had the sweetest night's sleep in a long time. I do believe we'll be getting another undercover mouse in the very near future!

Love,
KitKt
xxx

I'm Naughty and Still Yowling

I feel sorry for mum and dad, but for some reason I can't stop meowing and yowling in the middle of the night.

It's been two months since Tyler went to the Bridge, which is about the same time I started this behavior. Mum thinks this is the significant turning point because all the other "new" things - like Bonnie and Fifi spending time inside with us - was already happening. I have also been an indoor cat (and very happy) for well over a year, so no one knows why I have also started scratching like crazy at the front and back doors, trying to get out.

Mum knows that senior cats often yowl in the night (my sister Missy sometimes did it) but I am only 4. I start crying anywhere from 3am to 4am every morning and wake my pawrents from a deep sleep. I seem to be feeling insecure and am particularly fixated on my dad - as soon as he gets up, I stop crying. They are both exhausted, but mum worries about my dad because he drives a lot during the day. She works from home so can always take 40 winks if necessary...

We all loved Tyler but I wasn't particularly close to him. Can anyone help? Does any cat out there in Catster Land know why I might be doing this? Does anyone know how it can be stopped?!

Love,
Naughty and insecure KitKat
xxx

Me???!!

I can't believe it... Mum is it true?? Am I a DDP today???! Yes???!!!

YIPPEEEE!

I have never had this great honor before. I'm not sure what to do... should I run around the house? Should I aggravate Clyde, just for fun? Or should I take a nonchalent nap in the manner of a pampered princess?
Hmmmm.... maybe I'll just hang out on Catster and bask in the limelight, mol!

Thanks Diary Gal! Thanks Catster! Thanks friends!!!
Love,
KitKat
xxx

Wakey, Wakey!

Mum and dad are very tired and say these early-hour wake up calls have got to STOP.

Well, hello, I can't tell human time, how do I know it's only 4am? Seems like a perfectly reasonable time to get up to me. That's when all the little moths and lizards come out to play at the window. That's when it makes purrfect sense to me to start climbing the window screens to get to them...

Plus, I can nap any time I want to during the day, so an early start doesn't bother me. I don't know what these humans are complaining about, they are LUCKY I live with them. Lucky that I love them, and want to be with them...

... at any time of the day or night, mol!
xxx

My Night-time Activities

Last Thursday night, my big brother Tyler, the Patriarch of our family, went to the Rainbow Bridge. We all knew it was coming, but didn't think it was going to happen so quickly...

Now our house is different and we are all trying to adjust. No one has ascended the throne of Top Cat yet. I'm not sure anyone is qualified. Tyler was very special and very confident in everything, from knowing he was king of the block, to taking new kittens in his stride and mentoring them. He was never scared or insecure about abything. Mum likes to remember how she could vacuum right up to his nose and he would never move, mol! (The rest of us scatter like theives when the Monster Vacuum Cleaner comes out of its hiding place).

We are all reacting differently: Caney is more of a scaredy cat than ever, Clyde refuses to sit on the sofa where he used to snuggle up to Tyler, and Fifi and Bonnie the outdoor/indoor ladies are sort of the same (they didn't know Tyler as long as we did).

As for me, I am acting most peculiar. I am seeking my pawrents attention all day and all night. I have never slept on the bed as I have my own special place at night, but I am waking up in the early hours and.... wailing mournfully. The sound I make is so pathetic that my dad gets out of bed to find me and comfort me. Sometimes he gets cross because I wake him and he can't get back to sleep...

But I can't help it! Mum thinks I'm doing it because I know my dad will get up and pay me attention, but she also thinks I'm feeling insecure. We all are...

Two of my siblings have disappeared in the last 6 months and maybe one of us young ones is next!!! What if the pawrents disappear?? Who will open the Fancy Feast???!!

I don't want anyone else to disappear. That's why I keep yowling in the middle of the night to get everyone out of bed - to make sure they're still there.

Love,
KitKat
xxx

Happy Birthday To ME!

La la la la la la!!!! It's my birthday today and I'm a whopping three years old. Mum can hardly believe it's been that long since she found me crying and muddy the morning after Hurricane Katrina. I was only 3 weeks old...

I have had an amazing journey so far. When I was allowed outside, I saw many wonderful and wild things, but now I am an indoor kitty.

I don"t mind. I have my brother Clydey to play with and lots of toys(but I'm still not sure about this new girl Bonnie).

I got a new toy from my dad today... it's a glove with long fingers tipped with funny pom poms! I love it and I love my daddy.

I'm daddy's little puddin' pop - Age 3!
xxx

My Brother Tyler

It's been a very loooong time since I wrote in my diary!

But this is important. You see my brother Tyler is now fighting cancer. I purr for him all the time, but he has a long road ahead.

Tyler has always been nice to me. When I first joined the family at three weeks of age, he took me under his paw without so much as a hiss. He has been a wonderful big brother. Now it's time for me to be a good sister, and purr as much as I can.

I hope you will join me; we all know how powerful purrs can be because there are miracles on Catster every day. I'm hoping that Tyler's miracle will be to live many wonderful months with us before he chooses to begin his tenth life.

Love, love, love,
KitKat
xxx

Rats!

I am having a blast in our back yard! You see, our neighbors very kindly let their papaya trees get out of control and never harvest the fruit. This means the rats come to feed on them... and I get to hunt the rats!

Mum and dad are pretty disgusted with me and dad has stopped kissing me. I don't know what the problem is personally - aren't rats put on this earth to chase? I don't know what else they are good for. Still, I miss my daddy's kisses, so maybe I'll stop rat-catching for a little while...

By the way, we are all purring for our good friend Isaac who is very sick. I wish I could give him some of my energy to make him better. Instead, I am purring for him every day (and I purr really loud). Purrs to you Isaac, we love you!

KitKat
xxx

I'm Pure White Kitty Club Cat of The Week!

I'm so excited... but of course mum has been too busy this week to help me type about it. I almost took matters into my own hands but then thought better of it.

So this week I am greatly honored to be designated PWKC Cat of the Week! I don't know what I did to deserve this, but I am blown away. I have strutted and paraded around the house accordingly, and made sure that Tyler, Missy and Caney knew exactly who was Top Cat (for the time being anyway - it won't last). I made my mum open up my page so I can dance around to my music. I have written to my friends and even bragged a little bit.

I know it's just a little week in the limelight, but I'm lovin' it! And thanks to all my PWKC friends who made it possible. GO WHITESTERS!

Love,
KitKat xxx