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Proud Papa

Happy New Year!! And it's my birthday!

Oh boy -- another new year has begun! I want to wish every one of my friends the happiest year ever -- and wish good health and lots of love to you all!

Today is my 8th birthday!!!! Can you believe it? I don't feel any older, but Momma says so and I get extra treats, a special supper AND some raw chicken --- mmmmmm. I think I like birthdays.

We got so many toys for Christmas (and of course, ALL of them are mine) that I think to celebrate today I will play with some of the ones I haven't gotten yet. I will tell you something funny about the toys...I did not know that all the toys need my blessing before any of the other boys will play with them.

It is funny because EVERYBODY knows I am the kitty-in-charge. Even Chumley -- and he is much larger than me. There were so many toys at Christmas I just couldn't play with them all at once -- but nobody else would touch them. Until ... today I decided to check out the Yeow! fruit we got more thoroughly. I made sure to bunnykick every one of them and drool all over them. You guessed it! As soon as I was done soaking one, THAT'S when Chumley, Buster, and Felix decided it was okay now to play with them too. My goodness, I have more power in this house than I thought!

Momma wants me to make sure I tell effurrybody how grateful she is to be celebrating another birthday with me. It was almost 7 years ago that I nearly died from my blockage. When she pets me today, she says she is remembering how close she came to losing me, how thin I was and how sick for many months afterward. She remembers coaxing me to eat every little bit, even feeding me canned kitty food on her finger in tiny amounts all day long. How worried she was. And she remembers that happy day when for the first time after I was sick, she woke up and saw me sitting in the kitchen -- with catnip in my fur!!!! That was her first sign I was feeling better, I wanted to play again.

It took months for me to be all better. I promised Momma I will always take my medicine for her, every day, and I have.

But oh boy!!! Just look at me now! Momma never dreamed we'd have an 8th birthday together, and here I am, just as healthy as can be.

Momma is so very, very grateful. I am her special boy, her Beloved Tommy.

Spring has sprung

WOW. It has been a long time since I've updated my diary. Things have just been very, very busy here. Before I go on, though, I want to be sure and tell all my friends that I am sorry I haven't been around so much on Catster, lately. I am sorry if I let any kitty down, because I have been so slow to answer pmails and stuff. You see, my Momma is kind of ... broken. One of the things the matter with her is severe anemia. Several months ago, she was supposed to go in the hospital for it, but she wouldn't leave us, so we just took care of her. Her iron levels are better now, so I am free to be on here more.

Let's see. CHUMLEY. OMC. I haven't said a word about that Chumley yet!

I simply could not believe that Momma let that ... ALLEY CAT ... in here. Everybody else just accepted him, which I could not understand. I was MAD. This is MY house. It was bad enough when he was staying in the other room, but then Momma let him out and he just walked all over the place. I did behave myself, but I certainly did yell at him often enough. Funny, though, no matter what I said to him, he just never seemed to get mad. And Buster liked him right away.

One night after he came home from the vet, I snuck up on him. I thought "Aha! He's mine!" I began to stalk him and prepared to attack him. I was ready for the battle I knew was coming. Then he turned and looked at me and I looked right into his face. And I saw ... he was wounded.

I could see the big scar on his head where they did surgery. And I saw he really didn't look so good. My face softened, I put my paw down, and stopped being aggressive toward him. I realized he was not there to challenge me at all, but that he was sick and needed help.

It has taken some time, I spent most of the last few months just tolerating him. Oh sure, I would let him eat beside me. We started out by just playing a little tag, but most recently we have even been wrestling. I've let him sleep beside me, even in the Morgan bed.

I can see that my little boy, Buster, loves him to pieces. He is pretty irresistible. He never does any harm at all. And I am still the one in charge. Top Kitty.

Happy New Year! And it's my birthday -- whee!

I want to make sure I wish all my friends a very happy New Year! I hope this year brings us all good health and wonderful lives.

I have been here on Catster for nearly a year now -- about 9 months. I have learned so much and made so many wonderful friends. Thank you everyone, for being so kind to me and my Momma.

I had a big honor in November -- I even had Diary of the Day! That was sure lots of fun, and a big surprise. I even got to make new friends because of it.

I hope everycat had a great Christmas with their families. I know that we did. Me, Buster, and Felix got even more spoiled than usual -- we've been having such a great time with all our new stuffs. Momma thought she was going to have us put our Christmas outfits on to open our presents -- HAH. We absolutely would not! Our presents were way too interesting, and we wanted to get down to the good stuff. So she gave up.

We have a bunch of fun Christmas pictures, too, Momma just hasn't gotten around to putting them up yet. I hope she does it soon, though, otherwise I guess she'll just wait till next year.

Guess what? Today is my 7th birthday! Well, nobody knows if it is really my birthday or not, it's just a guess Momma took, since I was feral and about 6 months old when I moved in. I'll take it!! Happily, Momma did NOT get me a birthday outfit to try on for today (that is just too silly for me, it's Buster who likes clothes)! Best of all, The Painter is off today, so I get to spend most of my time with him. He is my very special person, I just love it when he's home with me. I act like I am stuck to him, most of the time.

Already today, I've had some of my favorite stuff. I got some extra Pit'r Pats today (on the sly, away from everybody else!), I've had some of my extra special yogurt and even some sour cream! I had to listen to Momma and the Painter sing happy birthday to me, too. Tonight for supper, I'm sure we'll all share some of my favorite Merricks, too. What a great day!

Momma never would have believed 5 years ago that I would still be here at age 7! She is so grateful to the wonderful vet care I got when I was sick, that has kept me happy and healthy all this time. And of course, I am more than happy to be here, too. It's so much fun to be an indoor kitty instead of all by myself in the wild. I never would have guessed that such a wild kitty would end up being such a lovey-dovey bug, either. I think I was just meant to be Momma's kitty all along!

I hope to share many more years with my Momma and The Painter, and my sweet Catster friends!
Love and purrs,
Tommy