I'm a good boy

What were they doing?????

Ok... happy note first. My precious toy is home and it is safe. It was under the tv in the bedroom. So, let's all hum the happy toys song... "Hmmm hhmmmm.... hmmm hmm hmmm..." Ok, that's enough. Now for the scary part.

I was cuddling with my toy on the bed last week and all of the sudden I heard a knock at the door. What the deuce? (as Stewie would say). So, while Daddy talked to the scary people at the door, Meowmy grabbed me (YES- GRABBED ME...) and put me in our cat room. Then she shut me inside! I don't know what happened from there. Sammy and Nigel were there, too, and my head started spinning. There were all these loud noises floating all around my head. Sounded like trains and buses and airplanes were all crashing into our house at once! It was crazy! I hid most of the time. So I didn't get hit by a bus, of course.

I thought it was over when Meowmy let me out of the room, but two days later the people were back! And then we were locked in a DIFFERENT room. And then more and more noise! It was TERRIBLE! I'm still looking into this, but I think I heard Meowmy say something about new windows??? Why would windows make that much noise??? I'll keep you posted.

Love,

Teddy

HELP! What do I do?

I've lost my toy! Do you know where it is? Oh boy, oh boy. I'm just lost without it. Of course, I still have my hair ties and brothers to play with, and the cat tower, and lots of other things, but I still want my toy! Here is a little something I wrote last night in honor of my toy:

Ode to My Toy... by Teddy Roo Bailey

Oh sweet little toy with
your whiskery arms.
Your little black coat,
it brings joy and warms.
We had some great times
when at you I would snip
And chase you around
as if I was on nip.
Please come back home
and put me at ease.
Subdue my misery
and return to me please.

Thank you, kitty pals. Please purr for my toy...

Your loving and depressed friend,

Teddy Roo

You knew this was coming...

Yes, catsters, you knew this was coming. I have a new brother and I know you're all just purring to know what I think about him. He's....OK.... Ok, well, he's a little more than ok. Alright, I LIKE HIM! Geez...twist my paw, why don't you. I do feel a little bad for the guy with all the nasty meds he has to take and all. I remember having to take meds when I was a little tyke. But hey, he has no idea what it's like to have to soak your paw in this blue stuff for 10 minutes every day... 10 MINUTES I tell you. I had to do that when my paw got infected. And hey, he has it pretty well. He gets to eat the yummy canned food while Sammy and I are shoved aside to choke down that crunchy junk. And look at all the attention he's getting on Catster! What am I, chopped liver? He's got all these pretty rosettes, butterflys even! I want a BUTTERFLY!!! *pouts* Anyway, he's not so bad, I guess. I might even let him sit next to me at some point...but not yet. Space bubble...big time!

-Teddy Roo

Times are Tough

Well, where do I start? We haven't had the best couple of weeks, but there are some things that are better. I'm sure from my brother's diary you know that we are living in a "temporary" location right now. We moved last week and we will move again. I just watched and ran around hiding from place to place as Mommy and Daddy grabbed all of our furniture and carried it out of the house onto trucks. They locked us in a room for a while so we didn't run out. That's when the scary stuff started. There were 4 people (Count it... 4 PEOPLE!) chasing me trying to shove me in that awful, hideous, frightening cat carrier! I was so scared when they caught me, I didn't know what to do! Then we moved back into our old apartment with (Yay!) Mama Erin, who used to take care of us with Mommy before Daddy came along. The problem... Erin's kitties: Foosa, Duchess, and Bisco. We don't like each other, although I think Bisco has been trying to play with me sometimes. It's weird. I think she has a crush on me!!! Cooties! We've gotten into some trouble since we've moved back in, and I can't wait to leave. Mommy says it will be soon. She and Daddy aren't excited to move again. We will have moved 4 times in the past 2 years. It's no fun. Mommy and Daddy said that they are saving up to buy a house for us... it will be ours!!! No more apartments, but a big house to run around in and chase my toys and my brother! That will be so much fun. They say we will have one within the year, but we have to go to another apartment first. It's frustrating for me, but I know Mommy and Daddy are frustrated too, so I need to be strong for them. Gotta run, saw some birds.

-Teddy

Mommy says I don't get the concept

Mommy and Daddy had a friend over for the weekend. His name is Bob. He's pretty cool, I guess, but he says he's "allergic" so he stays away from me and brother. He watched me and Mommy playing yesterday. She would throw my plastic ring thing and then I'd jump up and try to catch it. If I didn't, I'd chase it and then bring it back in my mouth. Mommy told Bob that I don't get the concept of "fetch" because I only bring it half-way. It makes sense to me. I can't just drop it on the floor! I have to drop it on something laying on the floor! And there's nothing on the floor laying next to Mommy. Doesn't that make sense to you? I guess she's just not smart enough to get THAT concept. It's just like me. There has to be something sitting or laying on the floor that I can sit on, or I won't sit there. All cats know that. Mommy just doesn't get it. She's crazy. And she thinks I'M the weird one. Geez. Later, Kits!

Love,
Teddy

I'm mad at Daddy!

You'll never guess what Daddy did to me yesterday. I was just laying on the rug in the living room enjoying a nice full body rub, which I generally give myself by just squirming around and rubbing my body ALL over the floor. Mommy thinks it's cute, so I just keep it going. I was minding my own business when all of the sudden I heard a loud BANG! and the floor shook beneath me. It scared me so bad that I hopped to my feet and shot up about 5 feet in the air! I didn't even stop to see what had happened. I just ran and hid underneath the piano. Do you know what I heard then? Daddy was laughing! Of course, he had done it on purpose, slamming his foot down onto the floor to scare me. He knows that I'm a little, how do you say?... jumpy. Mommy never does stuff like that to me. Daddy did say he was sorry later, though, so it's all ok now. And I played and played last night! I was stalking brother around the house. Mommy loves it when I do the back-arch tippy toe walk. I do it just to make her laugh, sometimes. I'm gonna go look out the window now. I saw some birdies outside while ago!

Love ya,
Teddy

Scary sounds

Hi hi hi! Mama says I'm a man of few words. I only speak when I get scared... I swear there's this invisible thing that flies around the house and tries to bite my tushy. It's scary, man...really. Whoa! Did you hear that? That was scary, too. Oh nevermind, it's just daddy snoring. I don't like loud noises! There's this big, scary thing that Mommy and Daddy push around the house. I think I heard them call it a vack-yume... do you know what that is? Every time they bring that thing out I run under the bed and hide. I don't know what it's supposed to do, but it's scary. And this one time I watched when Mommy used it and I saw it suck my plastic toy right up off the floor and chew it up! It wants to eat me, man, I'm telling you! I just read my brother's diary. What does "dense" mean? It must be good, because my brother loves me. Although sometimes he lays on top of me, and that isn't fun. He's heavier than me! Mom called me "skittish." What does that mean? Is that good, too? Mommy slept in today. She was fifteen minutes late getting out of bed and I wanted to be fed. I don't think she liked it much when I reminded her about feeding time. All I did was poke her in the face with my paw. She still thinks I'm a good kitty, though. I never chew on things like brother, I rarely ever throw up (brother does that, too) and I don't try to get on counters. She calls me "low maintenance." I am pretty cool, I guess. Anyway, now you know me! Want to be friends? I like having friends! Ok, gotta go play now. Talk to you soon!

Love, Teddy Roo