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Cat nip, legalize it!

Defending the United Cats of the Basment Clan.

My owners, Lindsay and Eli, went off to see Superbad tonight which left me, Annie and the crew to man the basement from the upstairs cats. We were so close! One of our enemies, Henry, got downstairs and Annie had it out with him; just because we're clawless does not mean we're not fierce! We gave Henry a workout and then left him in the dust. Little does he know, the war is on!

Also, even though I'm a bit new to the clan and Annie has welcomed me with open arms, erm I mean paws (which I hear is rare for her), I still maintain my respect for the elders of the basement clan: Orie and Charlie, two other declawed adoptees. One of the upstairs cats, Oscar (ie Scardy Cat), escaped downstairs when Lindsay and Eli went away for the weekend. I saw with my own eyes, it was Nathanial who left the basement door open and left us unarmed and ready for attack. But Nathanial denies such thing. Too bad I only know kitty speak and can't tell everyone else *the truth.*

Anyways, Oscar has been down here and it's been hell on claws with him peeing everywhere. Lindsay spent four hours on Tuesday cleaning the basement, making the bed, picking up trash, (& I admit it, my hairball or two ... oopps), and folding three piles of human laundry! Hard work for a human -- all the while I slept -- or so she thought. The next day, it was messy again. What gives?

Annie's been telling me all about the wonders of the outside world called the backyard. I've been out *there* in a harness and leash in the past few weeks (the girl always gets what she wants *sigh*) and it looks pretty good but it's SCARY! There's this enclosed mesh thing, I think it is, with chairs that Lindsay and Eli relax in. Annie says it's great because they let her roam, but I'm still not sure about it ....

.... I've been trying though. The sun's been good to me when I sit in the stairwell; it looks like I want to go outside, so at least I'm trying.

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