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My Animal Sister

Bored

*Sighs*

Its boring without Amy here. All I do is sit around, eat and watch the mouse high above me inside her cage. I wish Amy would take me with her to her dads house....

So boring.



Well, not much to write about when theres nothing to do.

I might just have another sleep.


Meowals.
=^..^=
xxx
Katy

Why?

Before I start anything, I'd like to tell you the reason why I called my diary 'My Animal Sister'. Now I know that everyone who has a pet, would treat it like an animal of course. But when you get so close to it, and practically send mind messages to eachother, then you know that you have an animal brother or sister. And not just the secret mind messages, you'd also sometimes go running to them when you're sad, or happy or you just want to talk or cuddle. You know that they'd never share your secrets with anyone. When you're sad, you'd go to them to cry or hug them, even tell them the reason why you're sad. When you're happy you'd go to them and tell them why. And when you just want to talk to someone, you always know that whatever you're feeling, they're there to comfort you...and you know that they wont interrupt at all. BONUS! =] Sometimes you'll go into your room and they'll be sitting there waiting for you, or just resting. Then when you come in, you'll sit next to them and just pat them. Or kiss them. Or curl around them. They're always there to comfort you, and always there to be your best friend.
I just let Katy in from outside. I saw her walk outside the door, licking her lips. She'd obviously been eating something, so I looked at her and she sat. So I walked over to let her in, and she didnt meow this time...hmm...anyway, I let her in, and she had little bits of rain drizzle on her fur. After she was in, I sat on the couch next to the heater to indicate to her that if she sat here, she'd dry. BUT, she was hungry, so I walked with her while she meowed. I got her bowl and the meat from the fridge and thought about what I'd write when I got back onto the computer. I'm wearing my black skinny leg jeans. They attract fur like...well they attract fur, so as I put the meat in her bowl, I knew she'd be over to me to rub against my leg. Oh no, here she goes again. Putting fur all over my jeans. On the outisde, I'd look annoyed. But on the inside, I dont really care cause I know it'll come off. When I put her bowl down, shes immediately at it, and naturally, I pat her after its down.
Now shes finished eating, and I know that she's wondering what to do. Shes walking back and forth. At the moment, shes sitting in front of the sliding door, looking out at the world while it rains, just silently cleaning herself. When a car goes past, she'll move her head to watch. Or her ears will prick up to sounds that are loud enough to hear. She watches the birds jump and flutter about, and when she looks over at my mum in front of the heater, I know she secretly wishes it was her heater to sit in front of and hog. But she looks relaxed, and comfortable. Probably a bit damp and a little cold, but if she was freezing she'd be trying to find a good spot next to my mum.
Speaking of that, she walked over to the couch, then came over to me for a pat cause I talked to her. Oh nope, shes gone back to the door...and envying the fact...oh back again. Shes now sitting behind the chair Im on.


Well I cant sit here typing every move she does. If I remember to come back on here (to everyones hope, heh), I can follow her moves then.

Laters!

xxx xxx
Amy....and Katy