Christmas time is time for inside trees!

It's Rogue's second Christmas, and it seems she loves Christmas trees as much as when she was a kitten. She doesn't tear at them anymore, though. She sniffs them and sits under them. I guess this is what happens when cats grow up!

It's been a very busy year for Rogue. She's settled into the family beautifully. It's like she's always been here. Everyone loves her and she's the most spoilt cat you'd ever meet. She's so patient with the children, never hisses or scratches them if they decide to pick her up awkwardly and carry her around. She's my constant companion, too. Keeps my company in the lonely hours while I'm in pain (I have endometriosis). Whenever I feel like I'm going to frown, all I have to do is look at her. She'll be sleeping in some ridiculous position, or gazing at me with her little loving expression, or being a dork and doing ridiculous things to get to moths. Having a clown like her around is not conducive to being a pouty person. I thank God every day I have her because she's such a blessing.

She managed to get herself a blocked tear duct, so sometimes she looks like she's been crying. It's harmless, apparently. But they'll do something about it the next time she's put under for something. I assume that'll be dental work some years down the track.

She knows four little tricks. When the treats come out, she's a very clever girl. She can sit, stay, come and 'please'. 'Please' is when she puts her hand up very gently and stretches her kitty fingers out. Kinda like beg, really. It stops her from jumping up on tables and stuffing her head in your plate, basically. LOL! She just sits there and does the 'please' paw, which is ridiculously cute.

She's friends with both Lenny and Melma, which I think is just fantastic. Melma is a very anti-cat cat, but she seems not to mind Rogue at all. I guess Rogue doesn't beat her up (like Lenny does, and Xena did) and just sort of sniffs at her and stares at her with her 'curious' expression (that's right out of a freakin' commercial or seventies kitten poster or something). I think Lenny likes having the little girl about, especially when she steals her way outside and runs around the garden. Lenny watches her with this happy sort of expression. It's very cute.

We have not needed a can of Bagon since Rogue's been here. She is the most brilliant bug catcher I've ever seen. The only thing is she has the alarming tendency to bring her catch under my computer seat. I wear skirts and one night I lifted my skirt to find a rather worse-for-wear red wood cockroach staring back at me on my bare thigh. Now, I'm not phobic of cockroaches but you can bet dollars to doughnuts that I screamed! And after this, Rogue kept bringing the little thing back and stuffing it under the arch of my bare feet. She's a little bugger, that cat!

I've got her a stocking for Christmas, and I'm going to fill it with fun things for all the cats. She likes getting presents (and loves plastic bags) so Christmas should be pretty fun for her.

Kisses to all the beautiful kitties out there! Happy Holidays!

Love,
Rogie's Mum.

Little girl growing up fast.

Rogue has had a very momentous couple of days. Yesterday she lost a fang tooth while chewing her Uncle Paulie's arm. I kept the tooth, it's in a little wooden box now.

And this morning I dropped her off at the vet to be desexed. It was a real wrench leaving her behind cause we spend so much time together. Poor baby-doll. I hate to think of her missing her Mummy. I can't wait to pick her up again this afternoon.

Time flies when you're chasing feathers!

Boy, is little Rogue growing fast! Her fur has ended up being quite short, and she's lanky and long, with big ears. Like an Egyptian statue! She's got such a lovely little personality, vivacious, happy, inquisitive, loving. I love her SO much. She's my darling wriggle-puss!

I'll have more pictures up soon. She's getting to be such a big girl!

Her very first bug.

Rogue encountered her *very* first Christmas Beetle yesterday. They're about an inch long and very noisy! She pawed at it, tilting her little head, wondering what on earth it could be. She chased it all around the hall, playing with it. She doesn't get the concept of killing what you catch, which I don't mind. I like her being innocent and kind of stupid in that regard.

Update!

Meow! Rogue is much better now. She is playing with Mummy's silver pendants and getting into *all* sorts of trouble. Everything is something for her to catch, and she's getting to know the Spray Bottle of Naughty.

Her limp is all gone, and she is running around like she was before. Running is her favourite thing to do, next to clawing Mummy's nice clothes.

Spray Bottle of Naughty! SQUIRT!

Mummy tried to teach her how to paint. She wasn't to enthused with the glubby paint on her paws, but she sure did like licking it up. Thankfully it was cornflour paint - always use cornflour paint when painting with kitties!

Boy was Rogue surprised when she heard she made daily diary pick! Holy jerky-treats, Batman! Many thanks to to the catster team for picking out this diary which has only really just started.

She's catching some z's underneath the computer monitor now. Love to all the beautiful kitties out there!

-Rogue and Mummy.

New home.

Rogue's been here some time. She has settled in and has her favourite places. She likes computers a LOT. Loves chasing the changing patterns and watching the colours change. Curious about everything!

A terrible accident happened tonight. Her uncle Scotty was rushing through to his room and didn't see where he put his foot. Rogue has a bad habit of chasing heels and she got caught under him. He put all his weight on the foot. Thankfully, Scotty was barefoot and he is a very skinny young man, so she didn't seem to break anything. She is limping, though, so Mummy will take her to the vet tomorrow morning to have her checked up. Mummy cried and cried! Scotty was also very upset!

Love to all you beautiful kitties out there!