First Entry

Hi, Friends and Neighbors. This is not a diary. I am a boy, and boys have journals. Boys do not have diaries. Girls have diaries. Welcome to my journal.

I am not sure what course this journal will follow. It could contain greetings and shout-outs to all the really swell cats that I have met here on catster.

Or it might wind up being a compendium of things that hiss me off. I am an old and cantankerous kitty cat, and there's lots of stuff that hisses me off.

Or it might just be a recounting of days with my Dad.

I am just not sure.

But this is the first entry, and the chapters that follow will surely tell.


(signed)

Joshua, the Couch Lion

Red and round and tasty

Hello, Friends and Neighbors,

Last night, Dad and a friend were watching television when around ten o'clock the pizza man came. I used to not get excited about pizza, but last night was different.

This was a different kind of pizza than the kind Dad usually gets. (He usually gets one with olives and peppers and artichokes and such). Last night was very, very different. I knew this was one special pizza once my sniffer apparatus detected it. I smelled something deeeelicious. Scrumptious would be an understatement. It smelled spicy and meaty, and I was interested in pizza for the first time in a long, long time.

Once the humans started snarfing up the pizza (quite noisily, I must add), I noticed that they weren't watching the pizza box very well. Silly humans! With full awareness of the tactical situation, I kinda snuck my little kitty face into the box and checked out the pizza inside. On the pizza were little round, red pieces of meat with little pools of delicious smelling oil on them. I tell you, friends and neighbors, I absolutely could not help myself. (After all, I am just a kitty cat). I tasted one of those round, red, warm, oily things. WOW!!! It was delicious. It was even worth getting yelled at by Dad.

After a few minutes of sad-eyed staring by yours truly, Dad got a paper plate and put one of those round, red things on it for me. For me! I tell you, I scarfed that thing up, and Dad gave me another one. He said "So, Joshie, do you like pepperoni?"

Friends and neighbors, I mean to tell you. I LOVE pepperoni. It is now one of my favorite food groups, up there with treats and tuna.

Goes to prove that unlike old dogs and new tricks, you can teach an old cat new things (especially about tasty stuff).

Until next time,

Joshie, the Couch Lion

I've Been Tagged!

Hello Friends and Neighbors,

I have been tagged! No, not microchipped nor collared with one of those stamped metal things that looks like a bell. I have been tagged by the delightful and gorgeous Tosca Biscotti to participate in Kazumi Joy's meme.

The rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write in their own diary (or journal) about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.

My seven random facts:

1. I think this should be called a mememememememe because it is seven things about me.

2. If someone puts a packing peanut in my water fountain, I will watch it go around for hours.

3. I love to watch F1 racing with Dad on Sunday mornings.

4. When I was a little itty-bitty kitty, I had a big adventure. I wandered off in a huge apartment complex and could not find my way home for five whole days. Daddy put up posters and a nice lady saw me and the posters and called him. I cried all the way home.

5. I have been a homebody ever since item 4.

6. My voice is mega-super-meezer. I sound just like a howling infant. My human grandparents used to ask Dad if he had a baby (I think that's a small, wet, and sloppy human) in the house when I would try to tell Daddy something whilst he was on the phone with them.

7. I love tuna. Chunk white in spring water, please.

I hereby and herewith announce the tagging of these verrrrrrrrry interesting kitties:

Jericho Denali Dragonheart
Squirrel
Hudson
Hudson (Huddy)
Annie
Belvedere
Dewy

Very truly purrs,


Joshie
The Couch Lion

Loved and missed, never forgotten

10/08/2008 -- The final entry -- My sweet Joshie went to the bridge today. He has friends waiting for him there, including his big brother So-crates, so I know he is fine. My own heart is heavy, for I have lost my pal of sixteen years. If everyone could know a creature as loving and devoted as Joshua, this would be a nicer world by far. Godspeed Joshua Cat, you shall always live in my heart.