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November 23rd 2007 9:06 pm
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Well, mom is a day late on posting my diary entry for Thanksgiving. It was a nice day. We all got a bite of turkey. I really like turkey. Then it was a pretty lazy day. Mom took a nap on the couch covered in beagles. (Blech how could she stand the smell of them?) I napped with daddy. I like to lean on his legs and sleep. I am really a daddy's girl. The beagles kept trying to supervise mom's cooking. I knew I would get mine without having to do any work. I say, let them come to me with the turkey. She says it is time to get the Christmas decorations out tomorrow. I am going to try to see if Santa will pick up the beags and take them somewhere else. Wish me luck.
September 12th 2007 10:10 pm
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I am so happy. My family has done this amazing thing for me. My boy is a Boy Scout and he sells popcorn every year. Well, it is that time and he brought home a LOT of popcorn. Mom had him and dad stack it in the corner of the kitchen for now. I can sit on the top of the boxes and I am so high in the air. I can look down on my beags and feel even more superior then normal. Mama tells me not to get too comfortable cuz my tower is going to be shrinking. :( I don't like hearing that, but for now I am having a great time.
June 20th 2007 11:19 pm
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Tonight I was enjoying my slaves.....errr I mean my dads attention and that Trixie kept coming in and tried to get in on my action. Dad was brushing the mats out of my fur. I had quite a few. It was nice except for that silly beagle trying to rob the attention from me. I got her back though. It was a few hours later and mom heard Trixie crying. She called her but Trixie just kept crying and would not come. Mom came to see what the problem was and found Trixie sitting in the middle of her room crying. I, of course, was laying in the front of the door and the chicken dog was afraid to try to go over me. All of that chasing her and slapping her snout has made her fear me. That is the way it should be. Of course mom told me to stop tormenting my sister. My what? I cannot be a sister to a BEAGLE. I am Maddy Cat. That makes me BETTER then a beagle. Well, as long as she knows who the boss is. From time to time I will make her cry and I will ENJOY it and nothing can stop me.........Muuuhhhaaaaaahhaaa
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