January 21st 2005 6:33 pm
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It was a dark, cold night outside when my humans first spotted the large gray bird with a hurt wing.
Afraid that it might freeze to death or that some stray cat might get it (not us, we wouldn't do anything like that), they caught it, put it in our traveling case and brought it in the house to keep it warm.
I just couldn't keep my eyes off of that strange creature. It is the first time I ever got to see a bird up close. I'll bet if mom let me, we could have been friends. It seemed fine, except for the fact that it couldn't fly. It had a great appetite for some kind of seeds that didn't even look edible to me.
I kept my new friend company most of the night and was actually gaining a great affection for it, but then Dad said he had to take it to a place that cares for birds until they can fly again, and then turns them loose. So, it was back to normal, with only my boring brother to play with.
Mom took a picture and said something about adding it to Catster. I'm not sure what that means but I didn't think the picture was THAT cute. It doesn't even show my face.
November 22nd 2004 2:44 pm
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I just wanted some attention. I was being my cutest and everything. Mom had her nose stuck at the computer and my dad was in the back room.
I hollered and Mom did let me in the garage, but that wasn't enough today. I wanted her to PAY ATTENTION to ME! I strutted around, stuck my tail in the air and rubbed the monitor. Then I tried to lay down on the key board. Mom just gave me the tiniest of strokes, gently pushed me off, and went right back to punching those boring keys.
By now I am not in too good a mood. Hmmmm lets see. What can I do to get her attention.
Ohhh I know something that she doesn't like at all. This should do it. I put my ears back and raced as fast as I could into the dining room, gave a big leap and climbed up her expensive drapes clear to the top where I could walk along the rods.
The view was GREAT from up there. Hey, look where I am Mom!
Boy, did THAT get her attention! Right away, she's in the dining room giving me a piece of her mind. I looked down and gave her my most pitiful meow to tell her that I had no idea how to get down by myself.
Now if that had been my Dad, he would have IMMEDIATELY gotten a chair, and stood on it to get me down. But not my Mom. She took one long look and told me "You got yourself up there, now you can just figure out how to get yourself down!" Then she turned her back and just walked away.
Sometimes Moms aren't any fun at all!
November 11th 2004 1:57 pm
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It must have snowed a little over a foot here in Tahoe. Usually when it is cold
and been snowing, we cats reserve the right not to go out for our morning walk, but kind hearted daddy will put on his heavy winter coat, and his knitted cap and sit on the floor with the sliding glass door open to see if either of us is interested. Usually, we both just sit, one on each side of him and look out into the cold morning air.
But this time, I decided to check it out, so I climbed down on the first step, wiggled my butt and then jumped in the snow with all fours. The fresh snow almost buried me. Now what do I do. I have to figure out how to get back out of it without taking any more steps. It took me about 20 seconds of debating, until I practically did a 180 degree turn in mid air and managed to get myself back on the step in one leap. Then I stood there and one by one shook all four of my little paws before coming back in the house and again sitting down next to dad and looking out at the snow.
Boy, is that stuff cold!
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