Did I Miss Something?

Ok so some stranger lady came over our house yesterday. She was ooohing and aahhhing over the little furball baby. Now, normally I like visitors because they oooh and aahh over me and I get a lot of pets out of it. But this lady ignored me a bit. It was as if she wasn’t here to see me, and we all know, everyone comes here to see me. I AM the pretty boy, after all. Anyway, the other babies were sleeping in the bathroom the whole time. She kept petting on him instead of paying attention to me, and she brought this funny smelling container contraption. I went inside it when she opened the door, so I could check it out, but I’m still not sure what it is. We don’t have one here, but it smelled like a kitty had been in it. I was so into my investigating that Meowmy had to pull out the treats to get me to come out. While I was munching on those the strange lady left. After the lady left, Meowmy and Daddy went out for a while.

When they came back, they opened the bathroom door for the babies to come out. And I counted them, one…two….and the third should be right behind the twin, but he wasn’t! Wait, where’s the third baby? I looked up at Meowmy and asked. She didn’t understand my issue, she doesn’t speak cat. I stood up and looked into their cardboard box…nothing. I looked all around the bathroom to see if he was hiding, again nothing. So I asked Meowmy again and she said, “the baby is gone….he’s not coming back. He found a new home.” I was shocked and I definitely did not believe her. I stood up on my back legs and leaned my two front paws on her and checked her hands and arms to make sure she wasn’t hiding him. He wasn’t there. He really IS gone! I can’t believe it! Meowmy didn’t have to get rid of the baby! I mean, I know I acted like I didn’t like him. But I kinda DID like him. He reminded me a lot of me at his age. I was a ball of fur and really cute and cuddly, just like him. I guess I’m gonna miss the little guy. Nobody else seems to have noticed his disappearance. I bet that lady took him when I wasn’t looking! Meowmy said we should now refer to him as Benny, not furball. That he finally has a name. To me, he’ll always be Furball though!

Dusty Says 'No' To Sharing!

So my Pawrents think I need to learn how to share with my siblings. Daddy wants Mia to be able to use the scratching post, the kitty condo, or the scratching tube to be able to sharpen her nails on. He said just one of ‘em will do. But, I don’t see the need. She already uses the carpeted floors or the furniture. Sure she gets in trouble for it, but that’s okay with me. When she came to live with us, I told her she wasn’t allowed to use my favorite scratching post. Hey, I gave up my spot on the bed for the little brat…why should I give up anything else?? I guess I don’t mind if she uses the scratching tube, since Daddy brought that home after she was already here. But…I’m not gonna tell her that! I want her to think of me as the boss. Meowmy’s response to that idea is that “Meowmy’s the only boss of the house, whether I (Dusty) like it or not!”

Meowmy also says I have issues with food. When all three of us get food, I always think the food is tastier in the other bowls. Well, Mia gets this really neat kitten food! So yeah it is tastier. She gets the special treatment. I just get the regular Indoor Kitty stuff. It’s not the same. I used to get that kitten food, too! I tried pushing her out of the way and taking over the bowl, but I get yelled at. My new way of getting at her food is digging out a paw full while she is busy chewing and eating it off the floor. It’s working pretty well for me, actually. It’s always been easy for me to push Toby out of the way, but my little sister has spunk. Meowmy jokes that the two of us are completely alike and that’s why she bothers me. What REALLY bothers me is that I’m not getting my way all the time anymore.

And nothing is MINE anymore…it’s OURS. She got her girly fur smell all over the house and on our toys! Girls are gross, especially when they’re your little sister! HUMPH! Well I think I’m done whining, I’m gonna go chase her around the house now!

Update!

There are three little kittens, not two! Daddy went and checked this morning when my furry Mom was away. Meowmy had a feeling there was a hidden kitty. So there is an orange, a dark gray and a light gray kitty! They all look like tabbies, everybody loves tabbies! Yay! More cute little furballs! Good thing Meowmy can't keep 'em all because that'd be way too many kitties getting the attention that should rightfully be mine! Daddy took a pic of the babies in their nest with his camera phone and I posted it on my page. We'll get a better one later...

More Rugrats!

My furry Mom (whom Meowmy and Daddy named Pequenina because it means little girl in Portuguese) is a feral and she just had kittens! BTW Pequenina sounds like Pea-kuh-nina. She is Mia's mom too. It was hard for Meowmy to see them because they're so tiny and she's very protective of them. It looks like they're a week old. Meowmy could see two...one orange kitty and one gray kitty. She couldn't tell if they had any white in them too. She will have to check their sex later also, but wants to wait until they're old enough to leave the nest before touching them. My furry Mom has a tendancy to like moving her babies around when people get curious about them.

My Uncle Tim is hoping that the orange kitty is a male. He already has two kitties, a boy Luke and girl Leia. Luke likes to play and cuddle but Leia is moody. If either kitten is a boy, it'll be the purfect play mate for Luke. Meowmy hopes to give the other kitty to a manager at her work. It will also be a play mate for a kitty. The manager got her kitty a little while after Meowmy got Toby...and she named that kitty Toby too!

Purrs In the Night

I started to warm up to Meowmy again this past weekend. I guess I’ve been missin’ all the pets and loves. I do love being the center of attention. I woke her up several times the past couple nights, instead of just the usual one time at 4am. I had to make up for all those lost days, so I added a few rounds each night. I have also been talking to her again, I did miss those conversations. Mia and I have been playing more, and I realized she’s not that bad after all. But I still don’t think she’s as cute as the pawrents say she is. She is fun though, and the other day she even stuck up for me when Toby went wild during our wrestling game. She tackled him for me and beat him up, which I appreciated. She’s got a lot of spunk and likes to wrestle. I’d much rather play chasing games, Sneak Attack, and cuddle. Anyway, Meowmy’s been trying to show me lots of attention so I figured it’d only be fair to do the same back. I even started coming to her when called. She told me it’s nice to see me as a perky friendly kitty again. I gave her purrs back. It’s nice to be loved. I still haven’t felt comfy sleeping in the bed yet though. I just don’t trust Mia. She’d probably bite my tail while I sleep…the lil brat is sneaky. We’ll see, maybe I’ll give into that soon too. It’s hard to ignore the attention. Well, I better go see what my little sister is up to. She’s always into trouble!

Sour Puss

Meowmy's still not liking my grumpiness. It's starting to upset her and at the same time get on her nerves. She's been trying everything to cheer me up and get me back to my old self. She has even taken out my old baby bottle and bottle fed me in hopes to bring back the baby memories for me. So far it only works while she's there petting on me and showing me all the attention. I haven't decided to stay full Dusty perky 24/7 yet. Right now I prefer my Daddy over my Meowmy, which I never expected to happen. I think I've got her very close to changing my whole personality story on here, and even adding a new nickname of GRUMPY! Oh well...I'm gonna continue as I am for now. I feel left out. Meowmy says I'm doing it to myself by not being social. I don't believe her. She also said that Mia and I are so much the same that our personalities clash and that's why I don't like her right now. We'll see.

Jealousy

Ok so I will admit I have been a pretty snobby jealous ball of fur as of late. And yes, it all started when my baby sister came to live with us. But I WON’T admit that I think she’s cute and fun to play with. She’s crazy playful. Anyway, Meowmy had me feeling like I wasn’t the top cat. I didn’t feel like her little baby anymore, and it bothered me. I stopped waking Meowmy up for my early morning pets. I even stopped coming to her when she called me. It was probably a bit snobbish, but I was upsetted by Mia getting so much attention. Also because Mia was the source of my problem, I refused to play with her. Refused to be near her, even. I’m used to being the baby in the house and didn’t really know how to handle my new role as a big brother. After Meowmy and Daddy went on a weekend vacation, I realized how much I missed those morning pets and I guess I gave in. I started to pay some attention to Meowmy again, and I really started to like it. Before all this, us kitties had decided I would be the dominant kitty in the house. Meowmy understands this now. She started to say hi to me first when she came into the house and fed me first...before any other kitty. It made me feel special again. So now I’ve been playing with the little brat, I mean Mia…and I’ve been asking for pets again. I’m not completely back to being myself but I’m on my way there. I even cuddled with Moewmy this weekend. I missed those moments. There is one advantage to having Mia around; I’m not the one getting into trouble anymore!

I've been tagged!

I was tagged today! My baby sister Mia was just tagged earlier in the week, but now it’s my turn! For anyone that is new to this, the point of the game is to name 7 random facts about myself and then tag 7 others who then create a diary entry of their own and do the same. And the game just keeps going on and on and on!


My 7 Random Facts:

1. Meowmy got me when I was only 3 weeks old, so she had to teach me to use the litter box!

2. I have to be the center of attention at all times. I often steal pets from the other kitties. If you call Toby, I come running instead!

3. I like to sit on the side of the tub when Meowmy takes a shower or bath. Sometimes when I do, my tail gets wet but I’m too preoccupied to notice.

4. I like when strangers come to visit, I think they’re here just to visit me.

5. I’m a little bit upset about not being the baby anymore.

6. I walk on the side of Toby and curl my tail over him to help him when he walks. He has CH and can be a little wobbly.

7. I will try anything that my Moewmy eats. I’ve been known to steal food right off her plate and bite into her sandwiches while she tries to eat ‘em. I even like Salt & Vinegar chips!

Now here are the 7 other kittens and cats I chose to tag:

1. Friday – Because he looks like a lot of fun!
2. Baby Kitty – Because she looks a lot like me!
3. Pixie – Because I love her name!
4. Marley – Because he takes good pics!
5. Bella – Because she’s sucha pretty kitty!
6. Linus – Because I love his page!
7. Smudge – Because she’s always in style!

Pet-oholics Anonymous

Hi, my name is Dusty, and I am a Pet-oholic. This is my first time admitting my addiction, and I have not been able to kick the habit as of yet. My constant craving and desire for pets has been ongoing for nearly a year already. I cannot remember a time when that longing for attention and the corresponding pets were not there. My problem affects my family everyday. Meowmy has had to suffer with the early morning cravings. I can’t help but wake her up, just so I can sneak in a few pets. That yearning for just one more pet, forces me to do it every time. And no matter how much I try to hold back, I find that I cannot. It’s gotten to the point where I will even beg for pets when a stranger visits, it’s embarrassing. I think the cravings have been getting worse every day. I find that I need more and more to satisfy me. And what’s worse, when Toby gets pets, I feel jealousy build and can’t take it any longer until those pets are mine. It’s true, I steal his pets. I know I’m a terrible brother, and I hope every Tom and Queen out there can understand that I’m not really a bad kitty. I have an addiction and I’m trying to get help. I am looking into a session with Dr. Phil, maybe he can help me through these rough times. I might even try to visit Oprah, to get the word out, that there is help for Pet-oholics. I’m just grateful that, through it all, my family has stuck with me. I hope my confession will help other kitties realize that they too have a problem. And that they will begin the long process of getting better with me…

Sponge Bath

Meowmy just gave the kitchen floor a bath. And this time I really didn't do it. I know I say that a lot to get out of trouble, but I have meowmy as a witness. I was in the computer room with meowmy when trouble brewed in the kitchen. It was Toby! It all started when Toby and I were playing in Moewmy's bedroom. I don't know how it happened, but all of a sudden the door was closed and we were locked in!! That's right, kitties, no litterbox, no water, and worst of all...no FOOD! Locked in until meowmy got home from work, too! That's a long time for us kitties. Anyway, Meowmy usually closes the bedroom door to keep us (namely Me) from getting into trouble. I have a habit of jumping onto things (like her bureau that has the tv on it) and scratching up the furniture...anyway, I plead the fifth. She doesn't need to know what I...I mean we, got into while she was gone. So when Meowmy finally got home she realized something was wrong when I didn't greet her at the door. It was also odd that the blinds in the living room weren't awry. So she checked the bedroom first thing and there we were...waiting. In her defense, she doesn't remember closing the door this morning. And Toby does enjoy playing with open doors and has locked himself in a room before. I was busy attending to other matters to notice what happened. At first us kitties seemed fine, I went for a quick pit stop in my box and Toby went to munch on some dry food and some water. After all, it'd been a long day. All of a sudden a huge commotion came from the kitchen and meowmy thought Toby had knocked something down. Ya know, the usual Toby oopys. But nooo, he threw up all over the floor! I could see it...water and partially chewed food. Meowmy was pretty annoyed, but we're not sure if he choked cuz he didn't chew enough. He's is a lil bit on the "slow" side. Or did he eat too fast and yak it up? I guess we'll never know. But...I'm glad I'm not the floor! Yuck that food looked gross! Meowmy said it was due for a cleaning anyway. And even though Meowmy called it "clean", it smells all florally and funny and it's wet too.