Happy Birthday Meow!

It's my sister's b-day today! That means she gets a special treat... but I don't!! It's not fair! I want a special treat too! Mom keeps telling me that I'll get a special treat on my birthday, but that's forever away still! Maybe I'll sneak some of Meow's special treat when no one is looking... hee hee hee hee.

A sad goodbye

I said goodbye to my big brother today. Everyone has been really upset and crying. He was here for most of the day then grandma took him to see mom and he never came back. Meow told me it was because he was really sick and it was his time. We weren't the best of friends, but I knew he loved me a lot because he kept trying to give me kisses (even when I didn't want any).

Mom and grandma have been really upset, so I've been splitting my time between them. They keep wanting to hold me, and I'm allowing it.... for now.

Goodbye bud.

I'm feeling better already!!

So mom FINALLY let us get on here and updated out info. ('Bout time mom!)

So even though my stupid "sister" says that no one likes to hear about me, I'm going to post something anyway!

Ever since mom brought me home, and my stupid scary "brother" freaked me out and I fell down the steps, I've always been a wee bit tender on my hips. Sometimes I can't hold my bladder and go in/on places I shouldn't. Then mom and grandma get REALLY upset and start making comments about how I'm being a naughty kitty for doing it - but I can't help it! Sometimes I just gotta go!

So anyway, I started having potty problems again a few weeks ago. Mom and grandma are starting to think it's the plants that grandma brought in and that I keep munching on. What can I say... they are TASTY! So because I've been going potty outside the litter box, and mom says it smells REALLY strong, she took me to her work to have my urine looked at. But boy did I fool her! She was sent home early that day because SHE wasn't feeling well so she left me to stay in that place all by myself and OVERNIGHT of all things! I was NOT happy about having to stay and I let everyone know about it! They finally got urine from me (and not my way either, but they said they needed me to go and I was determine to not let them have any!) and ran some tests. Turns out I have a UTI and that's causing me to go potty outside the litterbox. They can't say for sure how I got it, but now mom puts nasty white liquid down my throat twice a day saying it'll helps me out. Well, it must be working because I haven't pottied outside the box, mom says my urine isn't so stinky, and I don't seem to hurt so much on my back end when people pick me up! (But they better not let that fool them because I still don't want to be touched!)

So mom says I gotta keep taking that gross liquid stuff twice a day for another couple of weeks and then we have to recheck my urine. (Good luck on that one... I won't give it up!)

Weird day gone smelly!

Today has been a weird day. I mean, it can be kinda weird each day, but nothing like today. Today some scary guy came into the house and brought all this stuff in and took it upstairs in the potty room. Mom took out the potty last night and closed all the doors upstairs so Meow, Brandon, and I had to hang out downstairs. This wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't so hot and if the house wasn't so smelly!!

I don't know what the scary guy was doing upstairs, but whatever it was it has made the house really stinky. Even mom and grandma are complaning of the smell. I have tried to sleep away the smell, but when I wake up - it's like it got worse!!

The scary guy left and Brandon wasn't even mean to him!!! Go figure! He kept following him around like he knew him and even mom and grandma were worried because Brandon doesn't like ANYONE! Even after the scary guy left, mom kept the doors closed. It helps keep the stink down, but whatever went on, it's strong smelling.

Meow tried to go in and investigate the smell, but mom scooted her out of the potty room and said she can't get near the paint. I have NOOOO idea what paint is and have NOOOOO idea why Meow wouldn't be allowed around it. What I do think is funny, though, is that Meow got booted from a room! She's the "princess" that everyone seems to just love and yet she got booted!! HA HA HA HA HA!!!! Serves her right for being so mean to me!!!

That mean vet.... IMO anyway!

So mom and I just got from that scary place called the vet's office. I was NOT liking it one bit. When the mean man came into the room, he put his hand at my face like he was going to hit me (b/c mom told him some crazy story that she thought I was having eye problems - uh NO!!!). He scared me very much. Then he shined a really bright light in my eyes and then touched my back and stomach. I wanted to yell at him and tell him to keep his hands to himself, but he kept doing it. I growled at him because my back is very sensitive, but that didn't seem to scare him away. (I think I need to come up with a different type of growl because I make the same noise with Meow and she doesn't get off me either.... hmmmmmm.)

But the doctor said I was in good shape and that if mom wanted me to see the eye specialist she could (OH NO!!), but she said it was going to cost her too much (WOO HOO!!!) so she probably wouldn't.

Mom said I was REALLY good in the car going to and from the vet's office. I was really proud of myself because I got to sit in the back seat and lay across the seats and bask in the sun. It was my kinda of place!! When we came home she put me down and stupid Brandon kept sniffing me and following me around. He was getting REALLY annoying and I was just about to yell at him and tell him to stop when he caught my drift and went away. (That'll show him!!) Meow keeps following me around too. She seemed a little worried that I wasn't there, but I was only gone for 1 hour, so it's not like I was gone all day ya know. But I guess it's nice to know that she misses me when I'm gone.

Well, I'm going to get off this thing and go back to sleep. I am just pooped out from all the excitement that took place a little bit ago. I hope I don't have to see that scary man again for a LONG LONG time (if ever). I just don't understand why people have to shine bright lights in your eyes, stick something up your butt, in your ears, put something on your chest, and just be overly touchy on your body. Don't they know ANYTHING about privacy?!?

Big news!!

My sister's diary page is being featured today on the homepage of Catster!! Yippey!! I'm really excited for her!

What I'm NOT excited is having to go to the vet today. Boooooooooooo! Mom went to take care of one of her client's cats and it looked like she got hit by a car and hurt her back leg. Her mommy is out of the country and was VERY worried about her. While my mom was at the vet with that kitty, she apparently starting asking questions about me and he suggested I come in for a visit. HELLO!! I'm NOT sick!! Just because my eyes don't get really super small like Meow's in the sunlight does NOT make me sick! I mean, I still eat and drink and run around.... does that sound sick to you?! Not to me!!

But now mom is telling me that we have to go because she has to run by that other kitty's home to give her some medication and give her some yummy canned food. (Apparently THAT kitty is getting canned food whenever she feels like it - I'm appalled!!! I don't get it when I ask nicely!!)

Don't forget to read my sister's diary page, being featured on the homepage today!! YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Another day...

So my sister is telling me that I should post something on here just because she did. But I don't understand why she insists that everyone does what she does. I just like to do my own thing. (She's kinda mean to me too. All I want to do is play tag like she does with Brandon, but she beats me up instead. Then when I cry out, she stops - for like 2 seconds - and then does it again. I run away, but sometimes she follows me. I can hear her laugh at me, at least it seems like it, when I get really hurt.)

Brandon has been bugging me lately. I just want to sleep all day in my chair and he keeps running in from outside and pants EXCESSIVELY, making SOOOOOOOOOOOO much noise and plopping down on the floor and it feels like the floor is going to cave in. Or he'll come over and wake me up and I just hate when he gets near me. He has stinky breath and he's just too big. Meow and him play tag sometimes, but I don't know how she does it. She doesn't tackel him like she does me, so maybe that's why. Sometimes he gets really crazy and starts running around after her. I have to laugh them because she FREAKS OUT and then hides from him. Serves her right!!!

Well, I'm off because I don't have anything more to write about and frankly I'm tired. What can I say, I'm a growing cat and I love my naps! (My says that she might start calling me Garfield - whoever THAT is.)

Sleep and eat... that's all you need

I'm of a simple mind. (Believe me, my mean "sister" Meow says that ALL of the time.) I like what I like, when I like it, and how I like it.

This concept seems to confuse my mom. She is constantly waking me up when I'm asleep. Does she NOT realize that I am sleeping and don't want to be bothered? She is doesn't seem to like it when I open up the door, for all to see, while she is sitting on the white stool, but whatever - it serves her right for waking me up.

Then there's the scary "brother" of mine, Brandon. He's sooooo big and loud. She is always waking me up or scaring me. He always tries to give me kisses, mostly at the urging at my mom, but when he comes right up to your face and tries to put his stinky tongue on me I take off. I like to be clean, thankyouverymuch!

Meow can be a meany butt too. She plays too rough with me sometimes. I have to keep my hunting skills sharp, so I can't help it if she is sleeping when I want to play. That's her fault and she should be on MY sleep schedule. I am, after all, the youngest, and things should be on MY schedule. She thinks that because she was here before me that she should be the queen. Whatever! (Guess she doesn't realize that Brandon was here LONG before she was and you see that he isn't the king. But I think that's because he's too stupid to be a king. I'll agree with Meow that he is pretty dumb. I mean, he's always trying to get mom and my grandparents to toss a circular object over his head so he can bring it back. Hello!! Make THEM get it and bring it to you - THAT'S more fun to watch!)