Bad Cat? No, Bad Mom

Hello all! My Mom sometimes says that I am her bad cat supreme, but she is such a bad Mom...she hasn't been typing up my diary when I have been asking her to :o( A few swats and some gentle bites have corrected this bad behavior. Now, if I could only get the dog to respond in the same way...

Life in Pittsburgh is good. I have much more room to explore, ad since Otis goes to work with Dad everyday, I have the house to myself. Sometimes, Mom gets to work from home and those are my favorite days. It is just like it was in North Carolina then. My cousin, Charlotte, came to visit for a week in October, and that was a lot of fun. We get in a lot of trouble - running up and down the stairs at all hours, batting our crack mice around, and arguing over who gets to sit in the window (even though Mom and Dad open two windows so we could each have one). I am very excited for December because Charlotte will visit for two or three months. Mom has promised to make her a Catster site too.

Well, it is getting kind of late, so I will let Mom stop typing. Maybe she is so bad, she is just very busy. Still, I will get her to type again soon ;o)

~Lucy

The new living situation...

Well, with less than two weeks until Mom and Dad get married, I have officially moved to Pittsburgh. I like the new house a lot. Otis isn't bad either, but he doesn't seem to understand that I am in charge. I am sure that he will get it soon enough.

I really enjoy playing stairs here, and I get to play all of the time. Also, my cousin (or is she really my aunt?) Charlotte gets to visit all winter long! That means that we get to play Army Boots upstairs and we get new crack mice...and Mom just told me that I will be staying with Charlotte at her house over the wedding and then when Mom and Dad go on their honeymoon. That makes me really happy.

Well, I need to go stalk the fly that got into the house yesterday. Chirping at it does not seem to be doing much!

Feet

I have a new pet peeve: feet.

This morning I was resting at the end of the bed. Suddenly, a foot appeared from under the covers. This foot came much too close to my perfectly groomed coat, so I sniffed it and then lightly pawed it. Well, this made the foot move! I just wanted to rest and now I had this moving foot in my way, so I was left with no choice - I bit it.

The foot jerked away when I bit it, but then it came back again. The would not do, so I jumped on it, kicked it with my back claws and bit it again. The had a much better response since the foot and Mom then got off of the bed leaving just enough room for me.

Now it is almost time bed and that foot is back. I wonder, can I capture the bed for the entire night?

I'm finally on Catster!

Wow, what a 24 hours! First I was added to Catster, finally, and everyone started looking at my page. I really love all of the attention. I was so excited about it that I decided to play with crack mouse in bed after midnight. I know Mom enjoys when I do that! So naturally I had to bite her feet after killing crack mouse...

Well, this morning I was sure to get extra morning pets before I began army boots upstairs. Oh, I was so fast this morning.

After Mom left for work, it was naptime. When she came home, I was ready to play. I let her hold me for a little bit (boy, I don't like being held - why can't she just pet me?) and then I had to monitor the outside. So I had an afternoon full of chirping at birds and looking for the rabbit that lives in the backyard.

Now, I am getting to look at all of my new friends on Catster...I just love this thing. I just don't understand why Mom created a page for Otis today (over on dogster). Doesn't he get enough attention already? Why doesn't my Mom just accept that I am The Queen!