New Year, new title: Chaos in the house!

I decided to rename my diary, as befits my princess status.
And sadly, since I only have one brother and a new sister, it no longer fit. I complained about Benny a lot, but I sure miss him.
We have a lot to do in the new year. Mom just noticed last night that we broke a branch on the (fake) Christmas tree. Sorry mom! I knew we shouldn't have invited the cats from downstairs for New Year's eve. But honestly, we were playing "bob for ornaments" and "bat the ornaments" - and it just happened. Take a chill pill, mom - and just put that side facing the wall next year!
Its cold here, but the apartment is warm and cozy with lots of sunshine and birds to watch. Writing this has made me feel sleepy again, so guess I'll curl up on the bed on the radiator and meditate for a while...

Happy New Year!

Mom and I are watching the Twilight Zone marathon, and I am eating treats.
I know that Mom and Dad are going to a party and spending the night there, so Emmy and Jason and I are thinking of inviting a few furrends over while they are gone to eat good food and play under the (fake) tree. I just know that she will leave extra food and treats out - she always does!
Maybe our downstairs neighbors Nash and Scampi will come, since Uncle John is going out with Mom and Dad, too. (Guys, if you are reading this, come on up around 7pm and we'll meow in the New Year together!)
Do you think that Mom and Dad will notice the extra litter box traffic?
Have a safe, happy, catnip and nap filled holiday!
Love,
Elly

Apologies for not writing in my diary! Here's an update

Hi kitties,
For those of you that asked, I'm fine, thank you! I have inflammatory bowel disease, but it is well controlled by diet, and I have gone from a skeletal 6 pounds to a sleek 10 pounds. Mom still has to brush me often - and I make her give me treats a lot.
Sad news from June 1 - my brother Benny passed away from chronic kidney failure. He was so young - and we don't know what caused it. Mom and Dad tried everything, including IV's but nothing worked. Jason and I still miss him - and Jason bothers me a lot. I'm not his playmate the way Benny was.
Mom brought home a new sister - Emily. She was pretty mean at first, but we get along now. She was put out on the street with her kittens. They found a home, and it took a year for her to get her own home, but she has one now.
I promise to update everyone more often!
Go Yankees!

Liver problems

Mommy was away for a few days - Daddy took pretty good care of us though. But the vet called to say that my liver is too small, and that's not good. I have to go over for an ultrasound and a liver biopsy. Sounds digusting.
I hope its no big deal....

Yuck!

I had to go to the vet, and he actually stuck a needle in me. Mom says its to make sure I'm not sick, but I don't believe it!
Right now Mom is sitting in the kitchen with me, just waiting for me to poop in a special litter box. I wonder why??/????
Benny is meowing at the door and Mom will probably go out to chat with him in a minute.
I know that Benny is worried about what is going on...

Too skinny !

Dear Diary,
Mom took me to the VET yesterday because I am losing a lot of weight fast. She thought if she used one of those pet slings I wouldn't figure out where we were going. I played along right until the end, then threw up all over her and the sling. She also thinks that if she spells V-E-T I won't figure it out. Hey Mom, wise up.
Daddy went with us and carried the carrier, just in case. They weighed me and took blood and an x-ray. We won't know anything until tomorrow. Mom thinks it might be hyperthyroid - that's a mouthful to say - just hopes it isn't anything worse. She is worried because she has to go away on business this week, but no worries, as Daddy will be here.
When we got home, I started eating everything in sight (as usual!). And Mom gave me tuna water, my favorite! Mmmm, mmmmm.
Hopefully, more news in a couple of days....

I love the summer

Open windows, birds, squirrels - what's not to like? I don't go outside, of course - might have to dirty my feet for that. But I love to lay on my back in the hot sun. Sometimes I think I should have been a southern cat. I love the heat.
My brothers are not as fond of it - but they are fatter than me!
Ha!

My first journal - a rough beginning

I can't believe that I never did this before. I have a lot to say, that's for sure. Guess I should start at the beginning. I'm pretty and petite - had a home as a kitten, but when I was about a year or so old, I was ready to have kittens myself, so they threw me out into the alley.
It was pretty tough for a while, then some people found me and took me to a shelter where they keep you until you find a home. There were lots of cats there, many of them very big. I was scared. I had my kittens, but none of them were healthy, and I was very sad. All I did for months was hide and run to the food bowl to eat after the big cats left. Most of them were pretty nice, I just wasn't feeling like my friendly self - I'm sure you understand.
One day a red haired lady came in looking for a cat to keep her company. She chose Nikki, an older, chubby tiger cat who was very sweet. I didn't even look up at her - I knew this was my chance to get to the food bowl. I ran over and started eating - a girl has to keep up her strength. The lady reached down and put me on her lap. It had been a long time since anyone did that, so I rolled over and started licking her fingers (They didn't taste as good as the Friskie's!). Then she decided to take me home too. That was eight years ago.