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I think I'm a purrty patient guy, but how much is one cat supposed to take?? I've been training my puppy for two months now, and he still hasn't learned to respect me. And now I have to endure yet another insult....My mom brought home a kitten last night! The kitten is very tiny...Mom says she's eight weeks old but she looks more like five or six weeks to me. Mom says that's because she was the runt of her litter. Her name is Rayna, but I think the hoomans should just name her "Runt"! That's what I'm going to call her, anyway. Who does she think she is, coming into my house and trying to take over in the cuteness department?! Sorry, furriends....I just needed to vent.
It occurred to me that ever since I started blogging (http://curlythecat.blogspot.com/), I have really fallen behind in keeping up my diary! Nearly efurry time something new and exciting would happen in my life, I'd post the story in my blog instead of in my Catster diary. So I will try to recap some of the stories that I failed to post here over the past few months.
First, my pawrents adopted a puppy (Sasha) last December. Sasha and I were becoming very good furriends when she lost her life in a tragic accident in early March. I was really grieving and missing my doggie furriend, so my pawrents got me another puppy one month ago. His name is Pen, and he is a goofball. But I am training him and, little by little, he is learning that cats rule. My furmily and I still feel sad about Sasha and always will, but we are happy to have Pen to help fill the empty space left by Sasha's untimely passing.
Second, my video in the Yobi.TV contest, which made it to the semi-finals, was eliminated last week. I want to thank efurryone who voted for my video. Mommy says I'm a winner, regardless.
Third: Last month, my pawrents got to meet the mommy and grandpawrents of my furriend Guido the Italian Kitty in purrson. I wasn't there, but mommy brought along "Toy Curly" (that silly stuffed toy that looks kind of like me) as a stand-in. There are photos of that visit in my blog.
So, that's about it fur now. I wish all of my Catster furriends a sunshine-filled springtime!
A couple of evenings ago, my mom realized that she hadn't seen my sisfur Flaca all day long. She looked all over the house and outdoors too, and called and called....but Flaca was nowhere to be found. Then she remembered how I was able to track that elusive cricket that she and Daddy couldn't find about half-a-year ago, and she thought that maybe once again I could come to the rescue. So she asked me, "Curly, where's Flaca?" I answered by walking straight over to the storage closet off of our family room, looking up at the doorknob, and then looking at Mommy. That was one place Mommy hadn't thought to check, and when she opened the door, out walked Flaca, who went straight to the cat food! She had been locked in the closet for many hours, but never meowed to be let out! (She's cute, but not the brightest bulb, MOL!) When Mommy told Daddy how I had helped, he said "No way!" Mommy and Daddy are both in awe of how I understand everything they say to me, and how willing I am to help. But hey...It's my job.
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