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Faster than a speeding mouse, more scary than a musk ox, it's SPARKMAN!

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Happy Birthday!

June 21st 2007 7:44 am
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Happy Birthday to Chester!
Happy Birthday to Chester!
Happy Birthday, happy birthdayyyyyyyyyy...

Happy Second Birthday, big brother!

Purrs & Back Flips

ps-- When Chester was around, he had a favorite stand of flowers in the garden. They were yellow lilies that he used to walk up to, pull down with one paw and just gently sniff. We call them the "Chester Lilies." You can see a picture of one on his page! The Chester Lilies just started blooming this week, in his honor.


Whoa What a Great Safari!

June 21st 2007 6:25 am
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I bet many of my adoring fans had no idea that I was on a Safari!!!! WITH all my brothers, even! I myself have been chewing on my new catnip wonton so much that I barely remember. (Thank you, Grand-human-ma! That new rope knitted wonton is Ninja proof!)

Apparently I got some nice back flips going on a Hippo. (Yes, yes I am VERY talented) And Morgan and Moose rode on a tortoise and and Chester brought tuna sandwiches for everybody!!! We are such a lively crew. But we were definitely awe-ed by the huge beautiful jungle.

If you want to read more about the cool safari, go to Navin's Diary and read all about it! The mighty Navin Coug organized and reported on the whole thing. He even wrote us a cool song about it!... I'm still humming...

Thanks for the great time, Navin!


They left us all alone!!!!

June 19th 2007 2:42 pm
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Mom and Dad LEFT US! I think this is the first time they've EVER left me alone! What were they thinking? I spent days worried, biting my tail, and rolling around crying... Then they just waltz back in the door expecting me to be thrilled and purring?! WRONG!

So Mom comes in, tells me something about something called "camping," and I just roll my eyes at her. Don't even talk to me, human! So she picks me up and is scratching my neck... okay I may have purred a little during that... But then I remembered how rude she was to leave me! I grabbed her hand with my teeth and started bunny kicking her wrist. Die, human!

She shrieked and blew at my face. I HATE that! I glared at her and jumped away. I got half way across the room, when I turned to look at her... All smug and happy with herself for thwarting my attack without mercy. So I just arched my back and laid my ears back and RAN! Full force! Into her neck! Ha! Take THAT human!

And you know what she did?! She pulled me off and threw me back to the other side of the room, then started chasing me with a squirt bottle and yelling like a sailor at me! What the heck did I do?! She's so mean.

Then she went and dabbed at her neck with water and that disinfectant stuff... She's so mellow dramatic! As if those tiny scratches really hurt or anything?! Yeesh, Mom! You're the meanie head who left me, deal with it! I'm still SO mad at her. I mean, it was like two whole days ALONE!


Sparkman the News Kitten!!!

June 1st 2007 6:31 am
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Hello my adoring fans!!!

Here's an article my humans read me that really made me think about making some handy, easy ecological changes in my kitten habits. The second is an article about some people who mistook a bobcat for a cat. And of course, my favorite potato song.

Happy Weekend Everybody!


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How To Green Your Pet

Woman unwittingly rescues injured bobcat



Just another night in the life of a goat cat...

May 31st 2007 7:10 am
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Oi! That was the mother of all belly aches! I really do need to cut back on my goat like eating habits... But I really just can not help myself!

It started with a little harmless snacking on the papyrus plant. Then the patch of lawn Mom and Dad brought in for our "greens." Then I got the great idea to eat more seedlings from the cold frame (kinda like a small green house) that Captain Morgan and I collapsed! How were we to know Mom would construct something that Morgan and I couldn't wrestle on top of? Really?! And is it our fault that she left it out where we could do that a second time, breaking her silly cold frame beyond repair? Hey Mom, the porch is for cats to play on; not for growing seeds on!

So I was drooling along towards the cold frame when I found a box of little dirt packs that had failed to sprout. Oh, too fun!!! My favorites are bean sprouts, so I was throwing them around looking for the bean sprouts... Out of luck.

Then I got this great idea! I started carrying the little pods individually into the house and batting them around on that slick hardwood floor! (and onto the carpet and into the bathroom) I chased pounced and swallowed a whole mess of those little dirt packets and left wrappers all over for Mom to find. Spread the rest of the dirt all over the place! Won't Mom and Dad love wall to wall dirt?! That's me, always looking to entertain my bored humans.

Mom and Dad say the dirt and packets and groaned. (Apparently "groan" is human for "yippie!!!") They chased around the dirt and wrappings with that broom toy. That project entertained them for minutes!!!

Mom made dinner and I demanded potato pieces. I sat calmly screaming at her till she delivered on the goods, then screamed for more. All in all I figure I got at least half a raw potato out of her! Score! I like it when she's not paying too much attention to how much potato she gives me!

My stomach was feeling a little full and gas filled. So I paused my eating splurge and skipped dinner... Captain can eat my wet cat food! Dirt and potatoes and papyrus are all so nutritious! After the humans went to bed, I went and chewed a little on one of my toys, swallowing some knitted yarn and a few small sticks I found on the carpet. Good evening snack for a goat... Then I headed for bed.

My stomach was just tossing and turning. Glad I didn't eat dinner! I couldn't get to sleep at all and then I felt that all too familiar feeling for a goat cat, I was about to barf. Better get to the bathroom carpet, the ONLY place to barf! About half way down the hall I spilled a whole pile out. I kept running though and made it into the bathroom at least! Up came the rest. Captain poked his head in the door and obligingly pulled the bathroom carpet over my mess. What a great guy! He really does a great job of taking care of me. Mom said she wasn't too thrilled to find goat barf in the hall, in the middle of the night, and with her bare foot. But she was glad I got all that stuff out of me... Woe is the burden of a goat cat! Life is just so very complex.


Oops! Those are NOT mice!

May 25th 2007 6:13 am
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I'm sure you all have this problem and can completely relate to this one! It's really not as bad as Mom makes out! Happens to everyone, right?!

Every time my humans go to bed, even while they're asleep sometimes, these mouse sized bumps scurry around under the covers. It takes all my energy to jump madly around the bed pouncing on them in hopes that they stop. Stop moving under the covers mice! And don't you dare bite my humans!!! Those are MY biting ankles!

This morning Mom was just waking up and I saw those mice moving around the foot of the bed. I got this brilliant idea, I wouldn't just pounce on top of the cover... I'd dive UNDER the cover and get those mice once and for all! HA! Brilliant plan!

So under I dove! And I purred and raced around biting everything that moved! Mom was shrieking, no doubt in delight that I was killing those pesky mice... Then suddenly the blanket was lifted and Mom was glaring at me. What? I blinked innocently at her, and she just kept glaring. I continued to gnaw on the "mouse" I'd caught... When I realized that those aren't mice at all! They're my parents' feet!!! And I just clawed up and chewed on MOM'S FEET!!! Oh, boy! I jumped up and ran as fast as I could out of there... Hope she's not too mad at me... I was just trying to protect her! Silly humans.


For my brother Chester...

May 23rd 2007 4:07 pm
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Oh, hey! So my brother Chester got "Tagged" in that game going around! And that's great, but seeing how he doesn't have a diary going... I offered to post his "seven things" for him... so here they are!

Purrs-- Sparkman!

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The rules: Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write in their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.

7 things about me:

1. I follow Mom around as she gardens, as I always did. I’m a gardener kitten!

2. My favorite peach mousie lives in Mom’s sewing box, where I last left it.

3. I was named by Mom’s friend at the shelter, because the roll call for the shelter was low on “c” names.

4. I have two dots on the sides of my nose that Mom calls my “button holes.” (that’s why she calls me “Chester Button” sometimes!)

5. I snore and purr in my sleep, too! Just like Hugo (who tagged me!)

6. Captain Morgan was scared of me and my brothers when he first met us… Imagine five crazy tiny cats all jumping on you to play wrestle!

7. I used to walk on a leash like a dog with Mom around the neighborhood.

I tag:

Captain Morgan


A GAME!!!!!

May 21st 2007 3:36 pm
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Playing gotcha - the meme game

I have been tagged! That is right I have been tagged by Oly, and Luke to participate in Kazumi Joy's meme.

The rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.

My seven random facts:

1) I love and adore raw potatoes. I keep them as pets and lick them and love them and eat them... hide them under the bathroom carpet until they turn black.

2) I like to steal blankets off of beds to make nests in the hallway.

3) I want to be just like Captain Morgan, I just think he's the coolest, and and and I follow him around all day doing whatever he does.

4) I always have to be the first to use the clean litter box. I even climb in while Mom's pouring in fresh litter.

5) I eat draw strings off of pajamas and barf them on the bathroom carpet.

6) I get the humans to turn on the bathroom sink so I can get a drink by standing in the bathroom and screaming at the top of my lungs.

7) I keep a knitted purple catnip ball in my food dish. If you take it out, I WILL find it and return it to it's proper spot: the food dish.

And here's my friends that I'm tagging!

Morgan the Pirate Gato
Boxie Brown


Captain Morgan is my hero!

May 18th 2007 7:14 am
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Captain caught that stupid chipmunk! I can't believe it! It was amazing, I watched the whole thing from the porch and I am just so lucky to have such a grat hunter for a brother! I was cheering him on saying "bring it inside so we can all eat it!" Moose came over to see the excitement too!

Mom made him let it go. Then he caught it a second time and we're all "GOOOOOOO CAPTAIN!!!!" And I was doing back flips... It was so exciting. When he came in (not voluntarily) Moose and I licked his face all over and purred at him! He was raving mad, but we were so excited. What did it taste like?! Does it have babies for us to eat too?! Was it nice and fat from all those sunflower seeds?! Oh, lucky Captain!!!

We got an extra meal from Mom, and then lots of petting. Morgan wouldn't even let her check his face for scratches. He was so mad at her! I told him he just has to kill and eat them BEFORE she sees! Ha ha!

But now theres a rumor going around the house that I didn't kill that mouse, but just found Captain's kill and was playing with it... Ha! A likely story! I'm just as helpful and brave as the Captain! Watch! I can climb to the top of the fridge!



Best Mother's Day present ever!!!

May 12th 2007 6:07 am
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Okay, there's been this mouse around the house and our parents didn't even know about it! I mean, how dense are they?! It's in the wall all scratching and squeaking loud as can be! Silly humans.

So almost a week ago, Captain told me that Mother's day is coming up. So I'm all scratching my head with my back foot thinking about it... What do you get a HUMAN for a present anyways?! They don't eat catnip, get mad when you lick their ears out, and most of the things I steal are their socks to begin with.

Then I got the most brilliant idea! I decided to catch, kill, and leave the MOUSE on Mom's pillow!!! I won't go into the details of the slaughtering... Let's just say that they don't call me the six fanged kitten of doom for nothing! Rawr!!! But in the process, I did accidentally bite off and swallow most of the head. Oops.

Then there was the dragging the mouse carcass to the bedroom... Lost the front legs down the hatch there... And then when I got to the bedroom, I could hear Mom in the shower. I thought, where's the harm in having a little fun with my dead mouse first?! My greedy mouth ate the tail and one of the hind legs during that... Hope Mom likes Mouse butt!!

Mom walks in and she's in a towel without her glasses. She's smiling at me. Does she see the mouse?! She was getting clothes on, looked over as I tossed her present around in the air... Look, Mom! It's a FUN thing! She finally put those glasses on and looked over at me with a funny expression.

"Sparky, what toy is that?" I sat proudly by the kill beaming at her. Then suddenly her expression changed to confusion, concern, worry, everything! Mom, you're supposed to be HAPPY! and eat it!!! She grabbed it in a paper towel and threw it out!

But then we got all sorts of hugs and praises; and confessions that we're smarter than them for knowing there was a mouse and taking care of it; and and a whole extra dinner in the middle of the day!!!! It was awesome. I'm totally bringing over any more mice I find to HER side of the bed!!

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