Who beez yo daddy?

OMC! I have so much to tell you all!

Last time I updated I told you that my mommy left her job. Mommy was very upset about it, so I did my very best to cheer her up. I have been rewarding her for being home with me more by sleeping with her like I did when I was a little kitten. It makes my mommy very happy, and well, I kind of like it too (but don't tell her that!!!). My mommy's bed gets a nice sunny spot on it, so I come and flop onto her arms to discourage her from waking up. I told her that she could be a Noony-Noon just like me, it's great! (My mommy calls me "Noony-Noon" sometimes cause I like to sleep untill at least Noon. Sometimes, like on Sundays, I can be a Two-ie-Two though, heehee.)

Well, that Saturday something very important happened at our house.

He Who Smells of Other Cats told mommy that she couldn't look out the windows or go outside until he said she could. Now, me being the Meanie-Mean that I am, I had to make this hard for mommy. So I kept trying to open the blinds (with the help of Link) and begging mommy to open the door and go out on the deck with me. Mommy was all "No, Sadie, come on, not until later, geez!" and I was all, "He can kiss my butt mommy I want to go outside RIGHT NOW." I know I had it in me to be more patient, but I figured, why make things easy for mommy? Somebody still needs to be doing their job around here!

So, mommy started putting up the Christmas Tree. I still think it should be called a Sadie Tree, after all it is mine and I know that the only reason she puts it up is so I can chill underneath it and hit Link in the face and hiss everytime he comes too close. That little turd. He needs to learn his place!

Anyway, He Who Smells of Other Cats FINALLY came back inside. But, then he said mommy still couldn't go outside! I was just beside myself. The whole thing was getting to be very frustrating. The only possible excuse I could come up with for his annoying behavior was that he MUST be outside getting me chicken or something and wanted to surprise me. I appreciated the effort, but I would have been just as happy if he'd just bring in the chicken and give it to me.

Finally, after like, 40 kabillion years, he said mommy could go outside. Me and Jericho ran over to the windows to see what was going on. I told Jericho that any and all of the chicken that may be out there was mine and to keep his paws off. He said "Mrrrrrrrrow," which I assume means "Whatever you say, great ruler of the universe Sadie."

Outside, He Who Smells of Other Cats had set up thousands and bizillions and quibity-jibbity-jillions of Christmas lights. I can't really count that high, but it was a LOT. He had them go all around the path in our yard. I thought that maybe at the end of the path there would be a pile of chicken. There wasn't. But what was there was ALMOST as good.

There was this very pretty pink feathery Christmas Tree. It was dazzling. I mean, a tree, with lights AND feathers? A kitty's dream come true, for sure. I couldn't wait to get my paws on it and eat the feathers off. Mommy thought it was very sweet, cause when she saw the tree at the store one day she told He Who Smells of Other Cats that it would look cute in a baby's room someday. She thought that he was just being nice. She said "thank you" and gave him a big hug.

He Who Smells of Other Cats laughed at her and told her to look closer at the tree. I squinted my eyes from the window and put my paw on Jericho so I could get on my tippy toes and look closer. It did look like part of the tree was very sparkley.

Suddenly, mommy put her hand over her mouth and started crying. Jericho merrowed something about how I should let him see, but I told him to be quiet or I'd pound him good. I put my paw on the glass and watched my mommy pull the sparkley part off the tippy top of the tree. He Who Smells of Other Cats got down on his knee and mommy turned around and smiled the biggest smile I think I've ever seen! Then, He Who Smells of Other Cats asked my mommy to marry him! She said "Of course, yes!" and they hugged in the pretty lights. I almost cried a little, both because I was very happy for my mommy and also because I was a little bit disappointed that there wasn't any extra chicken for me out there.

Mommy came inside and told me that He Who Smells of Other Cats is my daddy now! Can you believe it? I have a daddy! I am so proud! He is a great daddy, he always cleans up my poopies at 4 AM and gives me chicken when I scream in his face in the middle of the night! Sometimes he even gives me extra chicken cause I fool him into thinking that mommy didn't already feed me! Isn't this just the greatest news? Ever since he became my daddy I've even let him pick me up, and I don't let anyone but mommy pick me up and even then I vocally shout my disgust.

Now mommy has lots of wedding magazines around for me to lay all over when she is trying to read them. Link tries to do that, too, but I yell at him and tell him it is my job to lay on what mommy is reading. He is really so darn annoying!

Then we all got fleas. I've never had fleas before, mommy has never dealt with them before, and it... well... it isn't pleasant. The other day mommy said "Hey, I think a flea just jumped off the couch!" and daddy (doesn't that sound cool?) said "What? A flea? No. Where? I don't see any fleas." Puh. Well. Two days later he saw plenty of em, lemme tell ya. Mommy picked over 40 of them off of me, after that she stopped counting. It has been a nightmare with my long fur. I know mommy is trying to help me, but I really don't like being picked at so much. Mommy said that she must really love me a lot if she's willing to pick bugs off me with her bare hands (mommy is afraid of bugs). I told mommy I must really love HER a lot considering I lick the inside of her nostrils.

And, I got presents in the mail from Ollie-poo! Mommy brought two wrapped presents home for me and put them under the tree! Mommy said I could open them, but daddy said I should wait until Christmas. I think that is very unfair, but mommy caved and decided to agree with daddy. I keep trying to open them up all by myself. I bite on the bows and the corners of the packages and I even sleep on them! Mommy said that there was another very special present from Ollie, too, but that she wasn't going to bring it to our house until we got the fleas under control. I can't wait to find out what it could be! I told mommy to give me the VISA cause I have shoppin' to do! Ollie's family even gave a gift to my whole family! Daddy says it looks nice and festive having presents under our tree! And the paper says "Ho Ho Ho" on it! I love that, cause I like to call Santa "Ho Ho." It is easier for me to say.

I have really been missing my Ollie-poo lately. Mommy and I absolutely HATE not having Internet. We were JUST about to cave in and order it for the rental house when --- we (well, mostly the humans) made an offer on a house we can live in forevers! The house is in attorney review and if no one else makes an offer in the next two days it will be our new home! Mommy says she can't wait for us to see it, that there is lots of room for us to run around and even a glass door for us to look through and watch the backyard! And guess what? Mommy says there are SQUIRRELS in the backyard! I will probably only be able to tear myself away from it for my chicken!

So, if everything works out, the closing will be in January and we will move! Mommy says that the first thing we are doing is getting the Internet, MOL! Finally, I'll be able to chat with my kitty friends again and whisper special sweet nothings to my handsome boyfriend. I have missed it so much. It is like torture. There is nothing worse than finding something you like soooo much and then not being able to use it cause you don't have the Internet! Argh! But, soon! So so so soon!

I LOVE Ollie and his sister's Christmas pictures! Mommy was going to dress us all up and take pictures, but then we got the fleas, so mommy isn't thinking that is a good idea anymore... YAY! To tell you the truth, I really didn't want to have to sit next to yucky Link and Jericho in a picture to begin with. The cat rescue my mommy likes is having pictures with Santa next weekend. Mommy says that she is only bringing Link (if his fleas are under control, we've all been put on Advantage and mommy keep spraying and cleaning the house and combing us, but she doesn't want to risk infecting any other kitties) to get his picture taken because I'll be "traumatized" if Ho Ho holds me. This is probably true. I like Ho Ho... to give me presents and chicken.... not to like, pick me up and touch me and stuff.

I'm sure mommy will find some way to get her hands on me and put together some Christmas pictures. With mommy being out of work right now she seems to have a lot of extra time to find ways of being a pain in my butt. Is that how *I* am? Nah, can't be. I'm a sweet heart!

Well, this is very long. I'm going to stop now, MOL. I miss you all so very much, especially Ollie. I can't thank you enough for all the cheer and joy you have brought to me and mommy when she was going through a hard time. You and your family are good friends! Soon we'll have Internet again and I'll be able to talk to you all again like I want to! I can't wait for that!

Be good kitties, Ho Ho is watching and if you are naughty he'll put my poopies in your stocking!

Sadie!!!!

I get extra cuddle time now

Well, as you can tell I haven't been around much lately. We don't have internet at our house (looks like mommy will be breaking down and getting it soon now) and my mommy could only update my page at work. Well, things got a little crazy at mommy's work lately and she couldn't get on.

Then, on Monday, mommy quit her job. It was a very big deal for mommy, since it was her first job as an attorney and I know how much she hates changing jobs. But, she has been miserable. It seemed as though there was no other way anymore. I don't like to see my mommy so sad.

So my mommy is scrambling this week to get her resume and things together to get a new job. She has to write up a report on where all her files were so another attorney can take over her cases. She has been sick over it, because she really doesn't want to have to go back to that office for any reason whatsoever right now.

I have been trying my best to cheer my mommy up. I have been laying next to her a lot and trying to be Nicey Nice intead of Meanie Mean. It doesn't come naturally to me, as I do like to give my mommy a hard time, but I figure I can be not quite so mean for a little while.

Mommy was just freaking out because her old boss tried calling her cell phone and she didn't answer it. She was just so upset. And then, then she saw I had mail from Ollie and his mommy! It cheered my mommy up so much, I was so happy! I have such a great boyfriend he even makes my mommy feel better! We have such nice new pictures to put up on the fridge. I will have to bug mommy to go to the store and print some piccies of my adorable self to send over to Ollie now that she has more time.

Unfortunately, she does have to go over to the office tonight to pack up all her stuff and tie up the loose ends. She is a wuss bag, so she is going when no one is there. But, there will be more time later to fill you all in on how me and Link and Jericho are getting along! I'll talk to you all soon!

Love you!

Sadie!!!!!!!!

I'm Queen Meanie Mean!

Ah-hahahahaha-meowwwww!

I win!

I get to have the whole house to myself now when mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats aren't home!

This gives me the whole day to go around and rub my face all over everything! Everything will be MINE! Muah-hahahahaha-meowww!

Jericho won't stop peeing on the couch. Ugh. Nasty. He could at least poop on area rugs like me, but nooo. That is so inconsiderate! Where am I supposed to lay around and make my mean faces from? I don't wanna lay in his pee pee! Ewww! Gross!

So mommy took a page from my book and she threw down. She told He Who Smells of Other Cats that there was no way she was going to put up with Jericho peeing on the couch that belonged to people that don't like cats. They did take a $2,000 security deposit for the house, and I can't count that high, but the way my mommy was talking it sounded like a lot of money! Money that COULD be spent on buying me CHICKEN.

Link and Jericho are only allowed to be out of their bedrooms now when either mommy or He Who Smells of Other Cats are home to supervise them. I think that pwns. Do you know how relaxing my afternoons are now? They're pretty sweet. I'd even go as far as to say hella sweet.

It rained a lot yesterday. Luckily, our new house has a roof over the deck! Finally, the rain didn't make it so I couldn't go outside and sniff around! It was awesome!

I have decided to start waking my mommy up every morning to give me chicken. I used to do this back in the days of yore, and I am at a loss as to why I had ever stopped doing so. I consider it a favor, because she is always running late for work. If she would just get up and give me my chicken when I ask for it, she'd have plenty of time to get to work!

This morning I demanded He Who Smells of Other Cats give me chicken. He did not give me any. This really annoyed me. I mean, what the heck? I've SEEN him opening those cans before. I KNOW he knows how to do it! I KNOW he is capable of opening one of those cans and putting my chicken on a dish for me. So it begs the question, is he just lazy or is he selfish? Does he want to prevent me from having my chicken so that he can have it himself? Does he want to ruin my life or starve me? Does he have such hatred in his heart for me that it consumes his very purpose for existance and all that he lives and breathes for is to keep me from enjoying my delicious chicken? Why would he do such a thing? Hasn't he seen how adorable and fluffy I am? Hasn't he seen how good I look in sunglasses? What did I ever do to deserve such cruel treatment? Was I a Republican in a past life?

My mommy gave me chicken, so I might not starve today, at least not until right when they get home from work. I'm prety sure I will be starving and on the verge of collapse again by then.

I miss you, my Ollie-Poo. Not having Internet service at our house has been torture. I do not know how mommy and I will ever make it through all of those football games that He Who Smells of Other Cats will surely want to watch on Sunday. Sending you love notes and rosettes is the highlight of my day besides eating chicken and going outside and pooping on things. I asked my mommy to go to the post office for me tomorrow, so expect something super hella awesome to be coming to your house next week! YAY!

Until next time kitties...

Sadie!

Throws Colors!!!

Well, kitties, there has been a lot going on in my life lately. We still don’t have Internet at our new house, and I told my mommy that I can’t be expected to live in such conditions.

Things have been improving slightly. I can tolerate Jericho for my mommy’s sake. He doesn’t hiss at me anymore, and I haven’t been hissing at him either. Mostly because I think it would be a waste of my breath to do so. I am twice his size and he has no claws. He also barely has any teeth because he had some sort of gum disease or problem or something. If I really wanted to, I could throw down and he’d be history. I’d rather not have to live the thug life (aside from the bling, I do love sparkly stuff), but if I have to represent you better believe I will.

My mommy leaves the door to the master bedroom (my room) open all the time now. I don’t even acknowledge Jericho is in the room anymore. I just go about my business of sniffing things and rubbing my face on things and begging my mommy for chicken. I’ve been lying around in the hallway a lot, and I found a chair that is obviously meant to be mine. My mommy thinks it is funny that I like to lay in it with my head propped up on the arm rest. What can I say, it is comfy!

Jericho got into huge big big trouble last night. My mommy is very upset with him. I have been known to do some naughty things in my day, sure, I didn’t get the nickname Meanie Mean for nothing. But, what he did was soooo naughty, my jaw simply dropped in shock.

My mommy was putting the people food on the table last night (I had already had my salmon of course) and she saw Jericho acting “strangely” on the couch. Mommy said to He Who Smells of Other Cats “Ummm, what is your cat doing over there?” Then He Who Smells of Other Cats went to go investigate.

Jericho peed on the couch where my mommy sits, and he was lookin’ right at her when he did it! He has quite the pair for a neutered cat! My mommy was sooo mad! She grabbed the spray bottle (by the way, I am the only one here that hasn’t been sprayed for ANYTHING hahahaha) and squirted him a bunch of times. Jericho ran under my chair (lucky for him I wasn’t using it at the time) and gave my mommy mean faces. I couldn’t help but MOL over the whole fiasco.

Mommy was extra upset because she is renting a furnished house from people that hate cats. They gave her permission for us to live there, but they wrote a bunch of stuff about how there had better not be any cat hair or even the smell of a cat when we move out etc. Mommy went through so much trouble trying to kitty proof the house so that none of us could “mess it up.” She spent a lot of money on slip covers for the couches, but that obviously didn’t help at all last night when Jericho peed on the couch.

She even said she’d rather have me poo on the floor everyday then to have Jericho pee on the couch. Well, mommy, that can certainly be arranged, say no more!

Mommy got very sick last week. I tried my best to take care of her. I am nicer than her, so I didn’t squirt any nasty stuff down her throat like she does to me. I laid on the bed with her and told her some of my favorite stories, like the one about the kitty that voyaged into the green stuff on the ground outside and made friends with a bunny and they sniffed garden hoses and played with butterflies together and then the bunny gave the kitty all the chicken the kitty could ever eat and they were best friends forever. That is such a good one.

I knew my mommy needed some cheering up, even more than I did it turned out! Her work was very mean about her calling out sick, even though it is the first time she ever has. I told mommy that if she wanted me to go over there and poo all over them I so would. I told her I have yet to meet an area rug that didn’t need some of my essence on it. She said that she appreciated how thoughtful and considerate I am, but that it would entail me taking another ride in the car and that she didn’t want to put me through all that.

That other cat? Link? What turd. I can’t STAND him, and I think Jericho agrees. All he does is cause trouble. He is like a tornado going through the house. I hiss at him whenever I see him and go under the bed where it is safe. Let Jericho be the one that gets his tail swatted at and butt bitten and has to wrestle all the time and mess up his fur. I really can’t be bothered. One of these days I am really gonna let him have it! I’m starting to think he is kind of dumb, because he still doesn’t understand the word “no” and that is a really easy one. Whenever he is out he ends up being soaking wet from being sprayed so much for being naughty. Why would you keep doing things that will get you wet? It is beyond my understanding. But, then again, this is a cat that likes playing in the human’s toilet, so trying to figure him out from a logical standpoint is useless.

I have been missing my Ollie-poo so much lately. I picked out a surprise for him, so hopefully my mommy will be sending it in the mail to him soon! I wish I could see his expression when he opens it! My mommy has taken some new pictures of me modeling my giffies from my man. I am crossing my fingers that she will get to work and upload them to the computer tonight!

Love you all like chicken loves being eaten by me.

Sadie!!!

Ollie makes me Hollazzz!

Oh, my Ollie-poo! He is just the bestest boyfriend in the world. I know I say that all the time, but it just is more and more true all the time.

I actually got something in the mail with MY name on it! My mommy said "omgz Sadie, you got mail!" and for a minute I thought maybe I was dreaming or something. She showed it to me, and and and it was for me! And I got TWO packages! Can you believe it? I've never even gotten one package in the mail before, and here I was getting TWO!

They were both covered in the prettiest Halloween stickers. Mommy let me give them some sniffs and rub my face on the corners of the envelopes before we opened them.

First we opened one that Oliver sent to us. OMC, you should have seen it! He gave me the cuuuutest card. I swear if I was a Sim Kitty I would have had like a bizillion little hearts floating above my head when I read it... though... well, if there were hearts floating above my head I would probably try to catch them and therefore be distracted from reading the card... hmm...

ANYWAY.

My Ollie sent me pictures of his handsome self! They are soooooo cute! I was giggling like a school girl in June. I was just like *diez!!11!!1!* hehe. One of them was framed, it was my favorite picture of Ollie, the one where he is dressed like a Sailor! It says "Ahoy Sadie" on it. My mommy laughs whenever she looks at that one. The frame is very pretty, and mommy says that it goes perfectly with our living room cause it is blue and she loves stars. So my mommy and I decided to put it right on top of the TV! That way, whenever something boring comes on TV we can look up and be entertained by my man's hotness.

And as if that isn't great enough, he also sent me another sailor picture, one of him in his pirate costume that is sooooooo awesome... when my mommy looked at it she laughed and laughed and laughed. I do not know why my mommy thinks that Oliver is so funny when he talks pirate. I just think it is hott. With two 't's. Yeah, I'm not even playin' here. ARRRRR I LOVES ME SADIE! Heehee how fantasticle is my man???

And he also sent me a picture of him with a flower lei, and a very dapper picture of him wearing a tie! My mommy helped me put them all on the fridge so that I can gaze at him while I am waiting for my mommy to hurry up and open my cans of chicken.

He also gave me a beautiful Halloween necklace he made himself! I know! That is HELLA cool. I feel so beautiful when my mommy puts it on me! She went to the store and bought a new memory card for her camera so that we can take beautiful pictures of me to put on the site. He also gave me a Halloween poof, and I have to say, I feel very fancy when I wear it. It is so pretty! I can't help but try and eat it, because it does look very delicious, but my mommy says that it is not as tasty for eating as I might think. So instead she gives me some of the YUMMY greenies Ollie sent! He sure knows me. The best way to my heart is definitely through my tummy!

The only bad thing is that my mommy still does not have internet service at our new house. The only time she can get online right now is when she is at work, which is laaaaaame. I told my mommy that she had better hurry up and get us some internet before I throw down.

I hope everyone is doing great! I'll try and update more about our new house later today!

Sadie!

Don't Cry Emo Kitten

:-(

Things have been bad. Just one bad thing after another bad thing.

My mommy went ahead and did it. She moved me away from the house where The Tuna Guardian and The Man with the Mustache and Kiki live. She brought me to a horrible place where there are two other cats that I don't like at all. What have I done to deserve this? Did my parent's lose a bet with god?

Let me tell you what happened.

First, my mommy made me go for a ride in the car. I screamed at her. She knows I do not like the car. If she really loved me, she would get a stroller for me like Ollie's mommy has and she would walk with me outside whenever we had to go someplace. Or else she would just let me walk myself, I'm a big girl! She tried to sing Wham! to me, but I wasn't having it. No way. She tried to sing me O-Town (another one of my favorite bands), but I still told her that I wanted out of that darn box she put me in!

We got to this new place, and all of a sudden, He Who Smells of Other Cats was there with -- get this -- the other cats that he smells of! Yikes!

Mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats put all our cages (all three of them) facing each other. The dark grey one they call "Jericho" was meowing at my mommy. He really has no business talking to my mommy you know! Grr. And the brown stripey one they call "Link" kept purring and trying to grab my mommy through the bars of his cage! I was like, hands off my mommy, fool! I hid in the back of my cage because my heart was filled with a dark hatred that only kitties that have been forced to ride in cars can understand.

Then they opened all our cages at the same time. Link tore off like a bat out of hell. He was running around all crazy, all over the couches and furniture, making quite a ruckus. Jericho came out slowly and started to sniff around, as if he has any business going and sniffing things before I have a chance to sniff them and rub my scent on them so everyone will know they are mine! The nerve! I stayed in the back of my cage, because I wanted to show my mommy that I was still mad at her... and also because I didn't want to risk getting a shot or a thermometer put in a very unpleasant place.

Well, that little turd face Link came up to my cage, got IN my cage, and hissed right in my face! Can you believe that? How rude! What an obnoxious little creep! I was just completely shocked. My jaw hit the floor. He had no right to treat me that way!

I came out of my cage, cause I was gonna tell my mommy what he did to me and demand she take me home immediately so I don’t have to hang out with that hooligan, and then Jericho hissed at me, too! What the heck?
It kind of scared me a little. I mean, I’m not used to being hated on like that. I mean, Kiki is kind of a h8ter, sure, but it is in an amusing sort of way. These guys, they were like, mean to me! And I didn’t even do anything to them yet!

So I ran, and like, I didn’t know where to run to cause I’ve never been at this place before. I ended up making a bad choice, I went between the arm of the couch and the wall, and there was no alternate escape route. They cornered me, and they were hissing at me! My mommy came and got me, I was just so freaked out. She brought me back to her bedroom and gave me some pets. I wasn’t in any mood to hear what she had to say about the situation. I mean, first she makes me go in that cage, then she makes me go for a ride in the car, and as if that isn’t enough for her to get her jollies, now she is putting me in a room with two very mean cats!

So I went and I hid under the bed. I stayed there for a very long time. My mommy was trying to beg me for forgiveness by putting tuna and salmon under the bed, which of course I ate because, well, come on… but, I did not forgive her. However, I did start feeling a little homesick and I decided to sleep on her feet. Hopefully she won’t tell anyone I did that, I’d be embarrassed.

I spent the next day under the bed. My mommy did not deserve the honor of my company for what she was putting me through. When I finally came out, I went into my travel cage on my own and I meowed at her to place bring me home. I thought if I was nice about it, I could reason with her and we could come to a solution we’d both be happy with. I would go in the cage willingly, and only complain a little bit in the car, and then she could bring me home and I wouldn’t have to see those mean cats anymore.

She didn’t do what I asked, so I went back under the bed. I was very sad, but I tried to hold it in. I didn’t want anyone to know how upset I was or look at me.

That night I couldn’t hold it in anymore. After mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats went to sleep I cried out the window for hours. It was dark so no one could see me, and I just needed to let it all out. I cursed the world for making me have to be around mean cats that don’t like me.

The next morning, I decided to ask my mommy to let me out of the bedroom. I thought that maybe I could try introducing myself to those other cats again. Maybe they got the wrong first impression from me. Maybe I smelled bad or looked dorky. Maybe they heard rumors about me that weren’t true. I could go and say hello and let them know that I am a nice girl and we can all get along as long as they don’t eat my chicken.

My mommy opened the door for me, and Jericho was sitting right there. I was just about to say hello and ask him if he enjoyed sniffing the outside too, and he hissed at me! I was simply taken aback. My mouth opened and I shook my head and staggered backwards. How could he be so mean to me, he didn’t even know me? I went back under the bed to contemplate a Plan C.

Later that day, I asked my mommy to let me out of the bedroom again. When she opened the door, Link and Jericho were having a huge fight in the hallway in front of my door! I am talking a thrown down brawl, here. I didn’t want any of that business, and I went back under the bed.

I thought about them for a while that day. Apparently, they are mean turd-heads. Obviously, they don’t want to try and be my friend, or anyone else’s friend, cause they are drinkin’ the H8teraide. Well, that is just fine, I guess. If they want to be nasty to me, then they can just BRING IT, cause I am going to give it back to them and they are going to suffer my wrath.

That night, mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats put Link and Jericho away in rooms so that I could go and explore the house by myself. It is pretty cool, there is a big screen door where I can get a very good sniff of the outside. I also noted the big deck out there, which is sweet.

Yesterday morning I meowed “Mommy, open up this door please, right now.” When she opened it, I went to the room that I knew she was keeping Jericho in. I then meowed to her “Open this door now, too.” She was all “Are you sure, Sadie? Jericho is in there…” Hahaha. I was like *rolls eyes* “Yeah, mommy, I know. Open it. For realiez.” Went she opened it, I went right in there and I hissed at Jericho! Bwahahaha! My mommy was shocked, she’d never seen me hiss before! Well, I never had a reason that I had to ‘bring it’ before, but it is SO *on* now. I made the nastiest face ever at him. I said, “You wanna front on me? You wanna get all up in my grill? #$#$ this is *my* hood, and you best recognize before I destroy you.”

He had nothing to say to that, so I went back to my room. I was pleased. It felt pretty good.

Last night I got to go out around the house alone again. My mommy even took me outside on the deck! It was AWESOME! The air smells different outside here, like salty. I wish I could eat it, or at least lick it a little.

When mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats went to bed, I decided that I was not in the mood to sleep. I meowed at them all night long. I sat by my mommy’s face and smacked her over and over with my tail. I walked up and down my mommy’s body and licked her nostrils… Mmmmm boogies. I kept trying to jump onto the dresser and knock mommy’s water over. I thought it would make a pretty waterfall! Best of all I took a big poopy on the floor. Ah, it smelled so bad. And I didn’t feel like giving myself a bath, so I smelled like poopies too, the whole time I was getting up in mommy’s face. Mommy almost threw up this morning when she saw how I smeared poopy all over the plastic containers she moved her clothes in. I don’t understand why she can’t appreciate my art. Some people paint with paint, I paint with poopy. I’m just using an underappreciated medium!

Mommy didn’t get any sleep, which pleased me very muchly. In the morning I said “Now, take me out into the hallway!” And she did. And I saw Jericho coming down the hallway and I hissed at him twice. I said “$%$ I thought I TOLD you to back off!” Well, he did! He ran away from me! Ahahaha, take that, wuss!

So I don’t know. Maybe things will start improving here. I still have to take on that turd Link, but knowing that Ollie-poops has my back, I think we got this thing under con-trizzole. Word.

Until next time, kitties! Stay Awesome!

Sadie!

You Can Run You Can Hide But You Can't Escape My LOVE!!!

You can Ruuu-uhh-unnnn... You can Ruuu-UHHH-unnn...

Heehee. I wonder how Enrique can make his voice go as high as Kiki's? *Ponders*

Things today = teh lame.

First of all, my pictures still aren't showing up in my Rosettes. I do not understand why this is so. I take the image and I upload it to my mommy's photobucket. Then I copy and paste the image tag in there. Some days it works. Some days I get a red "x". I am so comfrused. I gave Eve such a prettyful picture and now she can't see it! :-( *beez hella disappointed*

Next, my mommy says we are moving. Maybe tonight. I am very nervous. I heard her and He Who Smells of Other Cats talking, and I think there might... be other cats living in the new house. What if they are mean? What if they pick on me? What if they try to eat my chicken or look out the window when I am already looking out the window or ask my mommy for pets or sleep where I might want to sleep someday or... or... or... :-(

I don't like this. I don't want to be left out, or the third wheel, or made fun of. What if they call me names and use really big words that my mommy doesn't know? What if they poo in my giant litter box? I am barely sleeping 20 hours a day I'm so worried over this. Without adequate rest I am sure to be extra grouchy. I will probably make a horrible first impression.

My mommy says that I should be happy, because The Man with the Mustache won't be living there, and also cuz Kitten Girl won't be showing up at random times being all noisy. Well. This is, indeed, a very good thing. But, I will miss living with Kiki. She has always been so good at leaving her tuna and salmon around the house so I can eat it. Whose tuna will I eat now? I might starve. This is serious.

And the worst part of all about moving is that I will have to go for a ride in a car. Oh, oh how I hate the car. No matter how much I scream at my mommy that I hate it, she just keeps making me go in them. Life is so cruel and unfair.

My mommy has been in a terrible mood, and now I am in a terrible mood, too. They are making her do some "brief" or something at work that she doesn't want to do. This is making her be very grumpy. She hasn't even gotten drunk and ran around the house with me this week. Not even one time.

Last night she didn't even give me my chicken! I had to get it from The Tunda Guardian!!! She got in very late and I was at the front door waiting for her. I demanded to know what she could have possibly been doing that was more important than being here to give me my chicken and take me outside on the deck. Mommy said she had to go to night court.

Now, I could understand mommy wanting to go to see Judge Harry and Bull. Sure I could. But my mommy said they weren't even there! And then she had to sit there and wait for hours for them to get to her client and just dismiss the case. I did not appreciate it when she told me this. I am thinking about writing this "judge" a letter. How dare he call himself a night court judge! There weren't even any shennanigans!

The only thing that I am happy about today is my Oliver. He makes even the rainy days when I can't go outside on the deck brighter. I love his pirate costume so much. I told mommy that when we move I want to print out a picture of him and put it on my wall in my room so I can kiss it every night before I go to bed. He is just so handsome. And no matter who the other kitties are that I have to live with, I am sure they will be impressed when they see how wonderful my boyfriend is. I am going to tell them that if they are mean to me, my boyfriend is gonna make them walk the plank!

Lookin at Oliver's pictures (and Eve's AWESOME Halloween Hello Kitty theme!) has me in a Halloween mood. Maybe I can get mommy to start seriously thinking about my costume for this year. I told her we need to buy it early so that I can pose in my costume and put pictures up on the site. Mommy said she'd try and think of good ideas, but she is stressed over the "brief" right now. Have I mentioned lately how much I hate my mommy's job, cause I do. A lot!

Well, this is very long and my paws are tired. I will take a nap and write more soon. I love you guys!

Sadie!!!

He's so fine I'd drink a tub of his bathwater!

Oh boy. I just wrote a super long entry and then it disappeared. Grr.

Have you seen my boyfriend Oliver's page lately?

If you haven't, you should.

He made a new layout that is all "Oliver loves Sadie" themed! I couldn't believe it! I have the sweetest boyfriend in the world. I feel so special! I used to think that boys were yicky, but not anymore!

I love my Ollie-poo so much I would even let him sit next to me and look out my window with me! I wouldn't even push him off the couch or chase him away or anything! I would let him sit beside me and smell the glorious smells of the outside and watch the birdies and squirrels and chipmunks. Oh, it would be so romanticle.

My mommy says that ever since I got a boyfriend my head has been in the clouds and I have been acting very different. She says if she knew that me getting a boyfriend would have made me this nice she would have let me use her computer for something other than sleeping on or rubbing my face all over a long time ago!

I even let The Man with the Mustache give me pets! I was busy day dreaming about frolicking with Oliver through a field of chicken and mousies and tuna. Ah, I can just picture it. The Man with the Mustache reached over and gave me some pets and I decided to let him, rather than move and disturb the wonderful thoughts racing through my mind like a kitten on linoleum.

Granted, this will not be an every day thing. I still do not like The Man with the Mustache, and I will be sure to remind him of this fact the next time he should happen to sit on my couch. It is MY couch, this should be very obvious based on the amount of fur I rub all over it every day. He is challenging me by sitting there, smelling like a Mustached Farty Pants. He should take my dirty looks more seriously, I'm an animal (literally).

My mommy was so funny yesterday, I just have to tell you all about it.

She got off work early because her brother (Kitten Girl's father) had to go to the hospital. When she got back to the house she drank lots of wine. I thought this was very rude of my mommy, as she didn't even offer me any tequila at all! When I heard her popping corks I ran to get my sombrero, but there was nothing for me! She is so inconsiderate sometimes.

So my mommy and I started playing this game, where we would take turns chasing each other back and forth from the living room to the dining room... back and forth back and forth. It was great fun.

Well, after my mommy chased me, she ran into the living room and tried to "hide" from me behind this big paper bag. It was simply ridiculous. My mommy must have been pretty drunk, because that was not a very good hiding spot. I totally knew she was there.

But, since I love my mommy and I don't think it is polite to rub in her face how much smarter I am than her, I decided to patronize her for a little bit. I walked into the room and I pretended to look for her. I was all "Ohh, mommy... where could she POSSIBLY beeee? Hmmmm.... *looks under area rug*" I know, I know, but you have to make them feel like they are doing a good job if you want them to play the game with you.

So then I sneaked off, back into the dining room, and went through the kitchen into the living room (it makes a big loop). I came up behind my mommy, and I jumped onto her back and meowed! "Oh SNAP, Gotcha mommy!" Wut wut.

Well, my mommy was 1) drunk, and 2) not expecting this. I scared her and she lost her balance. She fell face first into the big paper bag and it made the most glorious crunchy sounds! It was HILARIOUS. I laughed so hard, if I was wearing pants I would have peed in them.

I have so much catching up to do on my Catster today! I am so lucky that Oliver has introduced me to so many wonderful kitties! I've made so many awesome friends on here already, it is so cool! Everyone is so nice, I would invite all the kitties I have met to come to my house to have a party with me if it weren't for the fact that The Man with the Mustache lives here and there is always the looming threat of a Kitten Girl appearance.

*blows kisses and farts to everyone*

Sadie!!!

You Teach Me and I'll Teach You... PO-KE-MONNNNNNN!!!

Hiya.

I am not a pleased kitty cat. Nope.

Yesterday when my mommy was at work some man come to our house. He went into our room!!! I know, I couldn't believe it either! I ran out of there like he was the hungriest zombie ever and I had the most delicious brain in the world (well, I probably do, considering all the tasty chicken I eat).

Anyway.

So then I had to hide. My mommy came home for lunch and I told her what happened. She was not pleased that this man went into our room at all. The Tuna Guardian told her that it was so he could measure the windows because the house is getting new windows, siding, and a new roof. Sounds like the Man with the Mustache is on a mission, geez.

Now today he is here again, banging and making all kinds of horrible noises outside. How am I supposed to sleep all day with this kind of racket? Life can be so very cruel.

Though, yesterday was fun I suppose. My mommy and He Who Smells of Other Cats were celebrating something. I don't know.

See, my mommy does a lot of weird things I can't explain.

She will take a perfectly good thing I have rubbed myself over, like a cardboard box, and then she will cover it with colored paper. I know, weird, right? Then she'll put a dangly, simply... IRRESISTIBLE ball of stringy ribbons on top of it. I think that perhaps she puts this on the box as 1) a reward to me for supervising (helping) her as she covered the box in paper, and 2) to let everyone know the box is still mine, as I had rubbed my scent all over it prior to my mommy putting the paper on it.

Then... it gets weirder.

She will take the box that we both clearly recognize belongs to me, and she will give it to someone else!!! Then this other person will rip off all the paper my mommy just put on it!!!

This makes no sense!!! Why would you put paper on a box and then rip it off?

Then they get all excited, and they flail their arms around and make a big fuss over this box. Sure, I can understand rubbing your face all over it, but it isn't as though it is filled with catnip or something, sheesh.

I do appreciate when they do this weird ritual, though. Because once they rip off the paper, I get to play in it. It makes for some lovely tunnels. And then I can take my prize, my sparkley stringy boingy ribbon, and I can bat it all around the room. It makes for some good times.

My mommy asked me if I wanted to give Ollie a "present." She says that that is what you call the box once you put the colorful paper on it. I thought this sounded like a good idea. I can give Ollie something that smells like me (I'll make sure I rub my face all over it for him) and that he'll hoot and hollar over when his mommy rips of the paper for him. And then he will have paper to make a neat tunnel with! See how much I love my boyfriend? Only the most.

Until later...

Sadie

Ooooo I got a crush on youuuuuu!

I was having the worstest days ever.

On Friday I was layin' in the hallway, watchin' my mommy get ready for work.

All of a sudden, WHAM! (and not the good "Wham!", either) Kitten Girl comes running into the house!!!

I tried to run for mommy's room, but Kitten Girl blocked the way! I had to smush myself under the couch and hide there for hours! It was horrible. Kitten Girl got new Peter Pan toys that... that... TALKED. And they kept... talking. All, loud. And saying mean things. Like, they were all "Codfish!" but like, no one was giving me any Codfish to eat. :-(

Then my mommy came home from work and she was in a terrible mood. I don't know what happens when she isn't here, but it is all the more reason she should be staying here and sleeping with me all day!!! I keep telling her that! She was so upset I tried my best to cheer her up by letting her give me chicken.

Then yesterday my mommy was gone ALL DAY! She didn't come home until late, and I had to be given my chicken from the Tuna Guardian. It doesn't taste the same when she gives it to me :-(

But, then, today everything got all better.

There is this boy kitty that I kind of maybe had a crush on. OK, so he is a hottie, what am I supposed to do? Not be all like, oh dizzam, you are so fine boiiiii? Come on, we know I don't have self control around cute boys or chicken.

So I maybe kinda told him I liked him.

Well guess what???

He asked me to be his girlfriend! Yes, ok, I dropped some hints. Sparkley hints at that. But, but, he likes me back! I can't believe it!

I told my mommy and it cheered her up so much! She said that I had great taste in boys. She said he dresses real good. He so does. I mean, not only is he hella hot, but he's got STYLEZ. My mommy should be jealous. I've never seen He Who Smells of Other Cats show up here lookin' like such a fiiiiine Sailor. I shouldn't try to make mommy too jealous, though, that wouldn't be very nice.

He gave me flowers! They are so beautiful! I can't stop smiling or blushing... I haven't even taken a nap today! Not even one! I'm making sure that I guard my flowers from Kiki, cause she is known to eat them. I keep sniffing them because they smell wonderful. Maybe even more wonderful than chicken!!!

I feel like the luckiest kitty in the whole world. I've never had my very own boyfriend before, and here I am, all gettin' the bestest one ever.

Ah, life is good!!!!!

I tried to give my Oliver this picture but it didn't show up, so I'm going to try again.

Hmm. For some reason none of my pictures are showing up when I post them... could I have reached some kind of Catster limit?

Is there a way to edit Rosettes?

-- Happier than a School Girl in June --