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March 4th 2005 3:36 pm
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I recently went on a little vacation. I would not, however, recommend this to any of my kitty pals. I left home on February 12th. I went out the back door when my little people left the door open after letting the dogs out(at least that is what my people think happened). My people looked high and low for me and even put up posters all around the neighborhood. I was so scared and cold but I couldn't find my way back home. I had a hard time finding food and I got really skinny and hungry. I found a porch I could get under and thats where a nice lady found me. I was so scared tho that I wouldn't come to her. It just happen that her husband is a friend of my daddy. So she asked my skin brother if I was still missing because he was just a couple of doors away(if I had only known!!). He said yes and she told him "I think I found her!" So he ran to the yard with the porch and called my name. I recognized his voice and I was so happy I ran right too him. Ohh happy day!!! He brought me home and everybody cried and held me and petted me!! I meowed and told them in kitty talk how scared I had been and that I would never run away again! I got a nice warm bath and a full bowl of food and water. I was found on March 3rd and it was the happiest day ever!!!
September 15th 2004 2:29 pm
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Today when Mom finally got up(at 5:30am, lazy girl) we played fetch for awhile. She laughs at me cuz I play fetch. Well I know that anything a dog can do a cat can do better. And this is true here as that silly hound they have will come back with the toy but not give it up. While Mom was getting ready for work I played in the bathroom sink with the water she was using. She laughed at me for that too. I waited all day for her to come home so I could play some more but as soon as the front door opened the fresh air just compelled me to run. I made her chase me under the car and around the back yard. After all, if the dog can go out why cant I? She caught me and here we are. Mom typing and me sitting in front of the screen blocking her view. She calls me a brat!!!
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