Missing

Went missing Oct 12 10:00am. Where? Why? Was it because of the coming storm that night?

Flea Med Updates

April 16, 2009- found a flea, so used Frontline
--- april 17, 2009- found another flea. what does he do when he goes outside? roll in flea nests? maybe he has a skanky girlfriend who isn't treated?

Radio Update

It's been a lonnnngggg time since I updated, so I just want to say I don't mind Radio that much. I've seen his friends - Toby and Vanna, and they scare me more than Radio does. Toby (although he's moving and I won't see him again) chased me up a tree once when he lived in our apartment complex... and Vanna, well let's just say she likes to stick her nose in my bidness! Radio, on the other hand, just lays there constantly. When I look at him, he turns his head to avoid me. It must have been because of that first day he came into my house, I showed him who was boss! I scratched him in the corner of our bathroom and bit him and drew blood. Ever since then I've calmed down a lot because I think, just maybe he's going to get me back one day... I just don't know when! Oh well, maybe he's a good dog and knows his place, but even so I'll still act calm. That little guy Yoshi sometimes starts stuff with me but he's a wuss and never actually does much so I just ignore him. Tiger Lily is still strange but I'm used to her.

Radio

I dislike Radio very much. I hiss at him and scare him whenever he comes near. He's got to know who's boss.

New Guest

Yesterday, October 10th, 2007, we had a new guest in our house. He was a grayhound dog and had a dog collar with the name "Turmoil" on it. How did I see his dog collar? I saw it when 2 strange people came into our house with this dog... someone growled, or at least I thought it was a growl (it was really just his cellphone/blackberry) and that set me off. No one comes into our house and pushes us around with their blackberry's!

I lunged at the man's blackberry and then I went straight at the monster-sized dog. I jumped in his face and in a blur it was over. I had done some damage to his face and his chest and he was really scared of me. Unfortunately I now know that it wasn't just a new guest, it was a new housemate. The next few days, perhaps weeks, I will have to adjust to him.

Beaches

I found a hidden beach! It makes the beach going business so much more pleasant. Big people have a hard time getting down the rocks so they don't come here. I like to climb in and around the rocks. There are many caves and new smells to investigate. I like to perch on top of a rock and watch the waves roll in. I also like to use the litter box below. It's so nice to poo where I'm not cramped into a box that's way too small for me.

July 20, 2007

Slept on armchair.
Jumped down to rug, then slept there.
Jumped back up to armchair. Nestled in. Fell asleep.

WORST DAY OF MY LIFE

I'm 3 years old. Really, I know I look older but I'm not. I'm a young boy. I haven't lived very long but already I know what the worst day of my life is. That's pretty sad isn't it? ISN'T IT?!

Seriously, what's your worst day of your life meow-I ask you? Got dumped on a date? Bitten by a cat (was that me?) Broke a bone or two? (Again, did I do that, I wish I did!) To heck with your worst day, mine is worst.

Melia, James, and Thayne tortured me. Literally; they put me under a hot sun, showed me to hungry dogs, and laughed in the process. If my memory wasn't so short I'd scratch their brains out of their furless faces! Gah I'm so meowing angry!

The day started with me going out to my favorite tree. I came back in a few hours later and boy was that a mistake. Melia got that happy look on her face and that irritating voice she does when she's trying to be nice to me and TL but really she just wants to trap us in a cage, chuck pills down our throat, or send us to the hospital so bad people can put things up our butt!

Of course I ignored Melia but then she showed me some of my favorite treats and I quickly ran up to get them. She put something around my head when I wasn't looking and then a hour later James put a leash over collar. I'll let you digest that for a moment.

Ah hem.

What do they think I look like? A FREAKING DOG?! Give me a break, I'm a cat people. Get a clue. I don't want to be walked. I want to sleep and poo. That's all. Nothing more nothing less. Do not tie things around my neck and drag me everywhere. I will never forget this (well I might in a day or two).

So with the collar and leash on James tried to drag me with him. I refused to budge and so Melia grabbed me and forced me to follow them. She really is a female cat isn't she? As I was being grabbed I noted to myself to beat up Tiger Lily when given the chance. Melia later put me down and from there I tried to escape... little did I know that the leash could come to an end. It retracted and retracted but after 16 feet *YANK* I nearly choked to death. It felt like someone hit me with a clothesline as I was running full speed. Gah I remember now I could barely breathe and Melia took advantage of this by picking me up and catnapping me.

Meow, the story gets worst. They took me outside and made me walk to the very loud and scary ocean... why is that thing so loud? It really needs to calm down. I was held by Melia as she walked by countless people, cars, and so many dogs. Actually there were only a few but they were literally 3 feet away from me - I almost pooed my pajamas. Unfortunately that wasn't the worst part of this whole ordeal. The handsdown, kick me in the stomach, throw cat nip in my eyes moment was when they took me to the largest sand trap in the world. They put me down, and... *sizzle*...

MY FEET WERE BURNING!

I was freaking out. They put me here to die. This wretched place they call the "beach." They took me... ME, a short-haired tabby who has a FUR FREAKING COAT on, to the beach. It was a good 80-90 degrees on the sand it felt like. I ended up finding some shade in between rocks and Melia and James showed meow mercy on my sole by putting a towel over the cracks of the rocks to provide some shade. I almost panted to death waiting for them to do that. Thanks humans, you're not completely demented and horrible to smaller creatures. I would have much preferred a nice tail pull and step on the paw - oh wait, you did that the other day, thanks.

The trip felt better in the shade and it was indeed interesting... however I still couldn't get over the fact how happy the humans were that I was suffering. Melia kept showing me feathers and weird gross green stuff. What's wrong with her, seriously? She should defiinitely see a psychiatrist - I think she does and if that's the case she needs to really see a better one. One that loves cats and understands we don't care for feathers and weird green stuff... they really aren't that amusing. What would be amusing is me indoors on a cool bed relaxing. Nope, I was placed on God's litter box to slowly wither away due to heat exhaustion.

After what felt like a hour of torture they took me back. They didn't make it easy, either. They made me walk with that wretched leash on me. Thanks for humiliating me in front of everyone... I tried my hardest to escape them through the grass. I walked very low to the ground and I really tried to run in the street - hopefully a car would put me out of my misery. But nope, they pulled the torture device and meow, I was up in Melia's arm in no time.

Melia showed me off to a few people who called me fat in my face (humans, you really need to be considerate once in a while!) I passed a few more dogs which horrified me and made my tail all puffy (I hate that, it's like when people blush or cats that don't bury their own poo... what?)

Soon I was home. Or close to it. I later went in but only because they had my favorite treats there (and because it was bloody hot outside). I'll try to forgive James but the mastermind behind all this - Melia - I will never forgive. Yea, I'm purring, go ahead and pet my stomach... Come a little closer and I'll get ya one day, I swear!

Lost

Today I woke up. James and Melia came home yesterday from camping and boy did they smell! After a good night's sleep next to James' feet I went about my day around noon. I saw some really big black birds in the trees and I barked at them (even though it just sounded like quiet meows).

Later on in the day I went outside and I wanted to see those birds again. Hopefully they'd be slow because they were so big that I could catch one of them. Instead I got myself lost! I went over a fence and through some bushes to get to the tree where I usually stare at from inside my home. The trees were too large for me to climb so I couldn't get to the birds.

Ah but all was not lost, meow! I saw another cat that looked a lot like me. The other cat was inside his home but I wanted to greet him properly so I tried to get in. I jumped at the window a bunch of times but couldn't do it. Then I forgot where I was so I meowed loudly and sure enough Melia saw that I was outside! I cried to get/keep her attention and soon she came down to get me.

Melia picked me up, which I hate... especially in front of other cats and birds. I lose my street cred when she does that so I fought her even though I really did like being carried back home.

A few hours later I decided to go outside again to see if that cat was there. It wasn't and there were no more birds either. I meowed again to get taken back home and sure enough Melia came back down - this time I scratched her good on her neck and shoulder. I even get a kick to her head, hah! She likes it rough, meow!

Big Blue

Today Melia and James took me farther than I've ever been! They took me to see the big blue water. The waves hit the rocks and I got scared, meow-ch! What was that big blue thing and why was it so loud? I didn't want to stick around long to find out so I struggled and got Melia to bring me back home.