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My Adventure's

Bad morning

I did not have a good morning. Well it didn't start out so bad but things quickly spiraled down hill fast. I went outside for some fresh air, came inside and was taking a nice nap when my mom brought out the dreaded carrier! Hiss! Before I knew it, I was shoved inside it but not before a good struggle-I made us a few minutes late at least!! I did get some good news while I was there though. I lost 2 pounds but the vet thinks I should try to lose another 2. Then I got the really bad news. I have to go back next week to get my teeth cleaned. Hiss! I had to get this done a couple of years ago and did not enjoy it at all. My mom is such a liar, she told me I wouldn't have to go back to the vets for another year and now she tells me I have to go back in a week? Whats up with that??

Escape

Once it gets dark out mom never lets me out. But last night, my sister walks over to the door and my mom just opens it up and walks outside with her. I was a little annoyed because I always ask to go outside at night and she never lets me go. She always says something about how no one can see me when it's dark, she doesn't understand that that's the best part- I can be super stealthy. Anyway, I was sitting there thinking how unfair it was when she saw me at the door and opened it up and let me out too! I couldn't believe it but I played it cool and just layed down on the deck. My sisfur was acting so strange and kept trying to cross the street. While my mom was busy with her I knew it was the perfect opportunity to get away and snuck into my neighbors yard! There is so much to explore over there and all the sights and smells are different at night. It was all very exciting and there seem to been more lightning bugs in their yard than ours, but of course my mom had to ruin it by calling my name a million times. I mean, can't she leave me alone for 5 minutes? Oh well, I made her sweat it out for anther 5 before coming back. I don't know why she is always in such a panic, I mean really. I love my warm cozy beds and seriously, does she really think I would miss a meal?

I hate moving

So my mom has been telling me for a couple of weeks that we were going to be moving to a new place. I have moved a couple of times before, but not in the last 5 years, and I had forgotten how stressful it can be. First, all these people came to the house and they made a lot noise and a bunch of trips up and down the stairs. I had to hide in the basement. It got quiet for a bit so I decided it was safe to go back upstairs but it was all different. My favorite hiding spot under my mom's bed was gone and so was my bed! It was just awful, I had to sleep on the couch with Patches. Then my mom comes back and puts me in the carrier. We went for a quick drive and ended up at our new "condo". This place has all sorts of strange new smells and sounds and there are these grates in the floor that sometimes shoot out warm air. I am not quite sure what to make of them yet. But I am thinking something might be down there. I have been spending a lot of time under the bed, but this spot doesn't feel as safe as it did at our old apt. Mom keeps telling me that I will like it better, that I have a back deck with a small yard that she will plant some cat nip and cat mint for me. And she is going to see if she can put in a kitty door from our condo directly into the basement so I can explore down there too, but I bet that doesn't have the same feel as our old basement either. Mom says she bought the place for Patches and me, but I was pretty happy with the way things were. If she had only asked me first....