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Ambassador Sarge

July 7th 2010 6:43 pm
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Well much has happened since the last post. Dad got a new job and he's been there 8 weeks. It's close to home, but there's often overtime. Not much but it happens.

Since I've gotten some teeth pulled earlier this year, Dad's been giving me canned cat food several times a day so I don't have to chew as much. I love it. So I've been more affectionate lately. I stay by his side all night more nights.

On July 4th Dad was out grilling with our new neighbors. They just moved in and their stuff didn't arrive yet. Dad shared his grilled foods with them and I got to go outside. They have a 2 year old boy who hasn't seen a cat up close before (allergies). So I became an ambassador for Catdom. The kid was shy at first but eventually he pet me. I didn't object at all. I hope it was a good experience for him. He may not grow up with cats but it shouldn't be afraid of us.

It hasn't been all sunshine, I ran out through the garage while the door was closing. Just like what happened my first Halloween here. But this time Dad didn't panic. He just stopped the door from closing, walked over and picked me up. He was annoyed but didn't yell at me. He did say my desire to go outside will be the death of me one day. But I love it so.


I was a bad kitty

April 20th 2010 6:45 am
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Yesterday when Dad came back from his walk, he was talking with our neighbor. The nice man who checks up on us when Dad is away. I got to go outside while they were talking. It was great at first. I was meowing up a storm, nibbling on grass and looking around. Then I started going too far into the woods and got close too the creek. Dad was M-A-D. He yelled at me and tried to go into the woods to get me. Eventually he chased me out and put me back inside. I'm a good cat but I want to keep going further. Dad was scared I would fall into the creek and drown. I didn't come close. But it looks like for the time being I'm not going to be allowed to go outside without my harness.


Lots of stuff this week. Some good, some bad.

April 3rd 2010 11:33 am
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Dad lost his job earlier this week. It just wasn't working out. He tried his best but there's only so much you can do without direction. Strange thing is that Dad's not as upset as he was the last time. In fact he even seems happy. Sure there's no moneis coming in but apart from that he's not stressed too much. At least that job lasted long enough to pay for our checkups and my tooth cleaning. He really didn't like it there. They left him alone as if he could read their minds and figure out what he was suppose to do. Then got mad when he couldn't. Anyway Dad hopes to find a job closer to home. They say things are getting better so we're hoping for the best.

In the mean time I get lots of holding time and pets.

Yesterday the outside AC unit broke down. Some nice people came over to fix it. I got to go outside A LOT and eat grass and take naps on the warm sidewalk. I even got picked up and petted by one of them. I didn't make a fuss. Except for when I tried to go too far into the woods, I behaved myself very well. Everyone noticed and Dad was impressed. It was expensive to fix, but Dad doesn't like the heat during the summer and it had to be done. But he got a surprise check from a deceased relative (yes, that really happens) that covered the cost. Lucky us!

Well the windows are open, the sun is shining, it's nice and cool. Life is good.


Poor little me

March 4th 2010 4:29 pm
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Daddy took me into the vet again a few weeks ago. I got knocked out and they cleaned my teeth. It turns out I have a genetic condition that causes my teeth to fracture along the gum line. They had to remove FIVE of my teeth! Including one of my front ones! I did better when Daddy picked me up with respect to last time. But I didn't have a collar last time and my eye didn't hurt. I stomped around and felt sorry for myself. I didn't feel like a real kitty with more teeth gone. Two days later Daddy had enough of my pouting and picked me up for a good cuddle. It was great! He reminded me that no matter what happened we were buds through thick and thin and nothing was going to change that. I purred really loudly and made biscuits on him.

Oh and I got to eat CANNED food for the next few days. It was yummy. Even now I will sit where he would feed me my canned food and meow hoping he gets the hint. Lena loves it too (but not as much as me). Daddy won't let Pepi have any. He wants Lena to eat more and Pepi to eat less. Our stool looks OK so he's going to try to give us more on a regular basis.


Empathy is great! A heart from a friend.

February 14th 2010 6:33 pm
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I got a heart from Rizza recently. Our friend Alfie died in an accident recently and we were all upset about it. Rizza thought empathy sucks since one person feeling bad can make many people feel bad. I had to tell her empathy makes us strong. It helps unite us and helps us along life's difficult path. Empathy motivates us to do things. It works the other way too. Happiness spreads the same way sadness does. If something wonderful happens to one of us, many people feel happy. An old Buddhist saying goes that happiness never diminishes no matter how much you share. Empathy makes us strong. We need to remember that in good times and in bad.

"A heart to merge with the big heart you already have. Please accept this heart with love especially because of your lovely words about Alfie.
Love Rizza"


Vet Trauma

February 13th 2010 8:06 am
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Daddy took me to my annual vet trip this morning. I hated it. I hate being touched like that. The vet couldn't do a full examination because I was growling too much. I even took a swipe at Daddy! He hoped by bringing me in by myself I wouldn't be as bad. Instead they thought I was worse. Next year they want Daddy to give me a sedative to keep me calm. Next week I'm going in for teeth cleaning. They can examine me when I'm knocked out. OK that sounds a bit creepy. Next weekend the girls go in. Wait until they get a load of Pepi!


Another update

January 19th 2010 5:06 pm
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Daddy is in his third week at the new job. He leaves a little earlier and gets home a little later than before, but not as early or as late as when he worked downtown. He does seem happier now that things are back to normal. I've returned to greeting him when he gets home and taking naps near him so he could pet me. I get more tummy rubs now. I love tummy rubs. For a little while anyway. Not much else going on. I like to sleep on Daddy's pillow when he goes to bed. I purr and make biscuits on his head. Live is good.


Daddy got an offer

December 21st 2009 5:47 pm
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Daddy went back for a second interview today and got an offer! So he won't be hanging around home all the time like he did for the past month. We're going to miss him, but he'll be home like before and he'll have money to make sure we can stay here without grandpawents helping.


One Month

December 13th 2009 4:57 pm
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It's been a month since Daddy lost his job. We're getting by, no worries yet. We've been spending a lot of time together. I love being held. Daddy says there's a good chance he'll get this one job which pays more. The commute is a little longer, but still shorter when it was just Lena and me. In the mean time I'm enjoying him being home. It's like one long weekend except when he went away for Thanksgiving.



November 14th 2009 8:41 pm
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Well first I want to pay my respects to Calvin ~ Kneed On. It's been a few weeks, but Daddy has been busy. First he got a new computer which is quieter and has lights. It's also shorter which makes it hard to climb on.

The bad news is Daddy lost his job a few days ago. He promises he'll do everything he can to keep us together. His parents can help and there's some money saved. He's going to be stressed and I want to help him any way I can. We're a family and we'll get through this together.

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