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Shiroi's Song

A bit of silence

I haven't been around for a while. Mommy hasn't been feeling well. Something is wrong with her mouth, but she told me she's getting it taken care of.

I think she's not being sad so much any more. A couple of nights ago she got a phone call and spent the entire time in her room with me. I curled up with her on the bed and kept her company because she cried a lot and I thought she could use the love. She seemed to appricate it.

I've been really hyper lately. I like running around the apartment, and it makes Mommy and Panda laugh at me for some reason. Panda also brought home a paper sack from the grocery store a few days ago. I absolutely LOVE playing in that thing! Its so much fun. Its like my own little cave that makes noise when I play in it.

I also got to meet some of Mommy's friends a while back. One of them liked playing with me a lot and got me all wound up. I was having so much fun with him that when he left I realized how tired I was and passed right out.

I like being here and hope I can stay with Mommy for a long, long time.

~ShiShi

Morning!

I woke Mommy up this morning by bouncing all over the bed and biting her fingers even though she told me not to. She seemed really tired, so I think maybe I woke her up too soon. She finally scooted me off the bed, but I managed to get her to get up after her funny little contraption made a lot of noise by playing with the heater thing on the wall. After that she went to the kitchen and put more food in my bowl.

Mommy seems tired a lot, and I don't know why. She lays with me on the couch when she gets home after its dark and then she goes to bed early. I don't want to go to bed with her, but her blankets are so soft and warm that I fall asleep anyway.

I worry about Mommy. Even after she got me she seemed sad about something, but she seems to like my company. Holding me makes her feel better she says, but I don't really understand why. Sometimes I can't tell if she's just tired or if she's sad. I don't want her to be sad, but I'm only a kitten, there's not much I can do.

Atleast she loves me, and I love her, and she gives me lots of attention and plays with me. I just hope she stops being sad soon.

I'm going to go nap now! The couch is also a very nice place to sleep. =^.^=

~ShiShi

First Experince

Today's entry comes from Jeni, the owner.

I felt like detailing a little more about Shiroi and I, but after this she'll have the floor.

Shiroi (Shee-roh-ree) is my first cat in years, my first kitten in years, and quite honestly just a first in general. Normally my family either aquired cats through other various means, and never before have I had the chance to choose the feline pet myself. When the time finally came, it was a hard decision, but what drew me to her over her sister was her beautiful smokey-grayblue eyes. Clear blue is always an awesome color on cats, especially ones of solid color, but this was a color I'd seen even less than that, and it instantly made me fall in love.

It helped that she was an affectionate little bugger.

She's been with me now three days, and every day I'm with her I grow more and more attatched. I can't wait to see what she'll look like when she's older, and how she'll behave with all the love and attention I shower her with.

Right now she's a ball of stubby-legged fluff with a to-die-for cuteness face and fur that seems completely untameable, which makes me curious to know if she'll ever grow in to her strangely preportioned body.

She took to our apartment almost instantly. Within a half an hour of cautiously sniffing around and getting a feel for the place she was bouncing about, mewling for attention and snuggling up for love. I can't really tell if she's more silly or intellegent yet, which is why her bar is at average right now, because she's obviously still learning things. She figured out 'food is here' and 'potty is here' pretty quickly, though. I haven't had to clean up any kitty messes yet!

Her favorite toy is, ironically, not the one she was bought with, but rather balled up pieces of paper, particularly my discarded bus transfers. They're all over my apartment now! The pictures I took of her on the couch was when she was batting around a balled up receipt.

She seems to like the idea of sleeping on my bed down by my feet, once again neglecting something that I purchased specifically for her (a fleece cat bed). It worries me; I always think I'm going to roll over and accidently boot her little self off, and its not a short drop to the floor. I think she'll be okay, though. She made it through one night without head trauma, so I might be more relaxed about it tonight. If I can get used to it, I think I'll like having kitty company on my bed once more.

That's all I can think of right now. She's at home, probably being teased by my roommate (the one who calls her Stubby), and I'm at work, wishing I had her to cuddle with. So I think I'll end this little ditty and go find something to munch on.

Kitty love!
~Jeni