My Birthday Party Is Comin Up!

Macaroni is throwin me a birthday pawty. I'm gonna have a birthday for the first time which is the most speshullist of all the birthdays. So its time to cellabrate and have sum fun!

Its gonna be on my birthday day, Sunday April 6 at 2 pee emm centrul time in Spa Meeow in Brussellball. Lostsa kitties play at Brussellball and anykitty can join up.

Oh and I've bin writin on my brudder Echo's blog. Tenny Tuesday is at meezerboy.com. He even sed sumthing nice about me today.

I'm so happy.

A Deelishus Morning!

For the last few weeks I like to get up with the sun and sit in the front window and watch the world. Musheens move by, bigger musheens make the house rumble, children walk past and the wind makes the trees move. By far my favrite are the birds who fly into my yard. I chatter and chatter at them. One day I might like to chase and eet one.

Today my peeple sat with me for a littel bit before they left for the day. I got petted and it made me purr so loud Mommy kood heer me all the way cross the room. But I still don't like laying on Daddy. I'll stand on him, but laying down on peeple like Echo duz makes me uneezy.

Thare wuz a writing thing and paypurr on the table and I picked up the writing thing and tried to write like Daddy. Then he took the writing thing and put the cap on it. Now how am I gonna write? It's gonna take me and Echo all day to figger out how to get it off.

The sun was shining reel brite in the windows so I got a nap in before gettin a snak and climbing to the top of my tree for some reel shut eye.

Yeah, it's good to be me...

My bizzy day...

Mommy woke up in the middle of the dark today. She got out of bed and walked to the food room. While she was in thare I decided to show her my new trick.

She turned around and saw me standing in the sink!

"Oh no Tenny!" she said and then she shooed me off the counter. I could tell she was proud of my jumping ability.

After Mommy went back to sleep Echo said he was gonna sack out in a secret spot and told me I should be the one to wake her today. Boy was she surprised when she opened her eyes and saw it was me walking on her! I've never done that before! I got lots of pets and scratchies.

I followed her into the room with all the water. When she was done I licked the wall dry. When it was time to wake Daddy I helped.

Now I have to work on my nurses you nee form for Echo's second birthday party Saturday. See ya!

I've been tagged!

Tag, I'm it! Soon, you may become "it" too.

My Valentine Zeeke brought me into the game. You say 7 things you like about yourself and then post it on your diary. Then you tag 7 furrends and have them do the same thing. Be sure to include directions to your diary so everykitty can read...

1. I love to have the base of my tail scratched. When I do, I curl my tail up into a corkscrew shape.

2. In fact, I just love full body scratchies and I lean into them for added effeckt.

3. The pretty color of my nose and toe pads is now officially known as "Tenny Pink".

4. I can meow louder than my siamese bruther. I mostly meow when I want attention and I find it incredibly effecktive.

5. I have two great window perches. One in the front of the house and one in back so I can chatter at birdies all I want.

6. I can take Mr. Echo when we wrassle. I'm smaller, but I'm wily.

7. I give grate kitty massages.

I Love Romance!

Of course a girl who loves pink feather boas is going to be a romantic!

A tuxedo boy kitty named Zeeke sent me a Valentines kiss rosette and said "Be my Valentine!" I checked him out and is he sumethin else!

Zeeke is older and he's a big boy too. That's good so maybe Echo will think twice about climbing on top of me and biting my neck. He's got perfect black and white on his face but the tip of his nose is black. Adorable! Then there was this picture of his tummy...oh I had to turn away becuz it turned me into a puddle of Tenny butter.

It's gonna be a good Valentines!

PAWSOME!

I got tons of treats and some rosettes! And here I was pouting thinking I'd been all forgotten. Now if I can just find my romeo for Valentines' Day...

Found a clean litter box today and promptly left something in it. I heard Daddy say he was going to kleen all the boxes later. Thank goodniss!

Mommy picked me up and squeezed me again this morning. Well, she didn't really squeeze me...it just feels so confining to be held. I don't like it unless it's Daddy doing the holding. Tee hee, I guess HE'S my Valentine...

So What's New?

It's been so long since I wrote in my diary. My typist wuz in the hosspittul for a long time. She wuz gone so long I forgot all about my diary. But now I want to catch up. Here are 5 things that are diffrent now.

1. I'm bigger but not by that much. I'm going to be a petite tuxedo girl. But I do have a few months before I'm a year old so maybe I'll have a growth spurt.

2. I met my Grammy! Grammy came from Arizona to take care of my sick Mommy. In fact, I met a hole bunch of my human family because they came to visit Mommy and I gave them all names. Grammy Nurse, Farm Grammy, Grampa Sam , Farmer Ted, and Uncle Tommy. Grandpa Sam duzzint like cats so I sat with him the most. MOL Grammy Nurse is gone now and I miss her the most cuz she wuz the best potty box kleener ever!

3. My first Krissmiss tree! It wuz so pretty that I wuzzint allowed to play with it. Echo sez that's the way it is with Krissmiss trees becuz it's speshul. I sniffed it good and bit it and even got away with it sometimes. Mostly me and Echo wrassled underneath it.

4. Mommy wuz gone a long time because of her infeckshun. She had operashuns on her tummy and had to stay in the hosspittul. When she came home I koodint walk on her. Now that she's bedder I still don't like walking on her cuz she grabs me and holds me tite and I don't like that. Even if I am plush and luxurious. But last nite I gave her one of my famous Tenny Massages cuz she was so tired from going back to work.

5. I'm a good hunter, or so Mommy sez. I have some great toys to play with and some of em, like the feather, help me keep my hunting skills sharp. The other day I was looking at birds out the window and my teeth went chattering crazee cuz I wanted to chase them so bad!

That's it for now! PS: I've been gone from Catster so long I hardly have any treats or gifts. ::: sniff sniff :::

I Gots Tagged!

My long lost bruther Macaroni, the Bacon Grease King tagged me a while back and we've been so bizzy around here I havint had a chance to carry on. Mac is a good friend and he looks like me. Or do I look like him? Either way, I look up to him cuz he's got my back if Echo evur gets outta line with me.

So here are the kitties I tag. Oops, almost forgot to say that the job is to say something nice about 10 kitties and then pmail them and tell them to read your diary. Thay are then supposed to do the same thing on thair page. Okay, here we go in no particular order:

1. Shaft. He's a bad mutha...hey, shut yer mouth...I'm jes talkin 'bout Shaft. Oh, right on. He's got the coolest tux and he's got attitude galore. I like that.

2. Milani. What an adorable face! And she has cool taste in toys. We have some of the same ones. We could play together for hours.

3. Maximus Desimus Meridius. Max is a generous kitty who gave me a star. He's big and fluffy and sexy. But that name. Namous Maximus! MOL

4. Luna. Now I like my black fur. It's shiny and sleek. But when I see Luna's, well, I realize I'll never have it as good as she does.

5. Nikki. She's gone off to the Rainbow Bridge but I love her becuz she tot Daddy how to be owned by a cat. I haff a grate home becuz of her.

6. Rocky the Gutter Cat. As black and white cats go, he's a star. But he's often upstaged by his wite rat bruther Skeezix. Hey, Skeezix is cool and all but Rocky just has that laid back style you can only get from livin on the streets. Rock on bruther Rocky...

7. Jake. Jake is one of my furrends and he's from Canada. I love Jake's tuxedo. He also is a nice kitty to spend time with sick people.

8. Sniffles. When I first met Sniffles I thought he was a rat. Then I realized it was just his picture. He's a cool tabby who has ninja skills getting out of the house.

9. Oreo Robertson. I learned about guestbooks from Oreo. My brother saw it and got jellis but I told him tuff luck, I got one furst. I'd like to play with him.

10. Tux Royale O'Rourke. Tux and I could sit and watch James Bond movies together if he didn't live so far away. Like Tux says, nobody can work a tuxedo quite like James Bond.

Cat of the Day: How to create a green point siamese

I was wrasslin with Mr. Echo when Mommy shouted out the news. "Tennessee! You are Cat of the Day on Catster!!"

I cocked my head a little sideways and then Echo took me down again. He licked my ears and whispered "Don't let it go to your head kid". Then he let me up and me and Mommy went in the bedroom to wake Daddy up.

Daddy was surprised too! Mommy has been talking about me on her radio show today and telling everyone to go to Catster dot com to see me. I've gotten lots of mail, a bunch of friend requests and rosettes. Wow the rosettes!

Mr. Echo is happy for me, but I'm worried the poor boy might turn from a chocolate point siamese to a green point one! MOL He can hardly stand it!

I'll have some time later tonite to properly thank everyone and reply on those friend requests.

I Almost Used Up One of My Lives!

I've grown big enough to jump on the kitchen kownters!

Last nite Daddy caught me exploring and I got yelled at and he tried to swipe at me with his big paw. But I dashed under the bed before he could. His mean voice scared me.

Well, maybe not that much.

He went back to his stoodio and I went back to my explorayshuns. This time Mommy came in and she yelled at me too! NO NO NO NO NO she said really loud. So I ran for the bed again.

What I herd next scared me even more.

Daddy: "Did you catch her on the kownter?"
Mommy: "Yes I did! She had her entire paw inside the TOESTER!"
Daddy: "Yeah, that's what she was doing when I caught her."
Mommy: "What did you do? Did you unplug the toester?"
Daddy: "I yelled at her and tried to smack her. I don't want her pushing the toester down and starting a fire"
Mommy: "But you didn't unplug it? Damn, if I wanted fried cat I'd go to a Vietnamese restaurant!"
Daddy: "Well, uh..."

Fire? Fried cat? Maybe I shoodint be sticking my paw in things. But then again, it's unplugged right now so what's the harm?

(Note from Mommy: just when you think you have a house kittenproofed you find something else you have to remove from the reach of curious paws. Tenny will be safe from the toester, don't worry.)