This... this is a new feeling...

What has come over me...

A few weeks ago, I was so tried I couldn't move. Liddie snuggled up beside me and licked my forehead and purred at me! How is this possible! How can se be so kind to me when she simply must know that I don't like her... but, I'm so touched by her unconditional affection toward me... I think I'll be a little nicer to her from now on. But... but, I STILL don't like all these other cats! But... I guess I could force a smile once an a while. I even played a game of chase with Liddie the other day... but she get's carried away and crosses the line.

Humph... damn, conflicting emotions.

Ugh... and I though my luck had finally changed...

One of the little pustules ran away, but now the thing is back... ugh... why must I live with all these annoying felines.

My poor teeth!

A couple of months ago my right cheek swelled up and filled with painful gunk, and ruptured. I was wailing while Lynn squeezed the gunk out. It was so painful, but I felt better after it was all out.

It turned out to be a problem with my teeth, so the next day Lynn took me to the vet to get two of them pulled, she also asked them to clean my other teeth. She was crying and was very mad at herself for not getting my teeth cleaned sooner. But now I feel all better, and I don't have stinky breath anymore.

The kids...

I'm Puska, I'm 14 years old... making me about 50~60-years-old in human years. When I was a kitten I was playful and spunky, and full of zest. The only human I trust is my owner, Lynn. But, she seems to like this other human named Michael, a whole lot, so I let him pet me as well, and sometimes snuggle up to him.

When me and my Lynn-human were younger she would hold me like a stuffed animal and force me to cuddle and all manner of annoying snuggly activities. I hated it at the time... but now in my old age I go to her for cuddles. She defends me and protects me from the ANNOYING little brats she's collected recently (Misia, Sammy, and Liddie).

Misia disturbed me when she first arrived, but she left me alone... and then my worst nightmare happened, the little trolop had kittens! After some of the little brats were given away, one of them hung around... her name is Sammy. Misia and Sammy are tolerable... and I use the term lightly. They leave me alone, at least... occationally though, Sammy will be sleeping too close to one of my nap spots, and won't leave. She is constantly snarking back at me.

The newest one though, Liddie, seems to be a house favorite, but she is too brazen! She does not seem to understand that I don't like her.

I'm going to lay in bed now and wait for Lynn-human to come to bed.