A Good Scoop!

Hi everybuddy! I know I havent written in a long time but I have been very busy. You alreddy know I have a new older sister whose name is Charlotte. She's okay. She sneezes a lot and Mama gives her medisun but she's still sneezy. She runs and plays with me and Mommy Lucy a lot though. It's fun.

I had to rite a bog today because we got a new special kitty place that is just for us kitties. It is a new big tall tower with FOUR beds in it. The old one only had one good bed and this one has four good beds and three of them are tall enough that you can see out the windo when you sit on them.

I sed the very top one is mine, but them Mommy Lucy said, no the very top one is MINE and then Bertie said I think I should have the very top one and then Charlotte said I'm just going to sit in the very top one with whoever else is there and Torii said the very top one is MINE MINE MINE but we didn't listen because he can't get up there anyhow.

But it is a very nice tower and we call it Paws Mahal because it is very grand and pretty. And it is mine.

Also I put some new pictures of me up because I am all grown up now and not a baby anymore at all as you can see from the pictures.

more cat?

Okay I know I was sposed to finish the scary story but Mama gave me a treat and I furgot what happened that was scary.

But now there is something ELSE happning in our house and I don't even know what to think.

The other day Mama came home and she had a new litter box and a new collar and a new fud dish. Then she and Papa went away for a little while and when they came back they had a NOTHER CAT.

I dint even know there were more cats. I thought we were all of them.

The nother cat is black like Torii, but she's a girl like me and Mommy. She's also skinny like Bertie. Mama says her name is Charlotte and she is our new sister but I'm not sure yet.

She better learn that the top of Tabby Towers is MINE.

A scary story for halloween. Part 1

It was just an ordinary day and everyone thought nothing was going on until Mama Angela and Papa started shutting all the doors in the house.
Then Mama brought up the carrier crates. Bertie said, "Oh look a cozy spot to lie down" and he walked right in the big one. For as smart as he is, sometimes he is not very smart, because Mama came over and closed the door and locked it and he couldn't get out!

Then Mama found Mommy Lucy and scooped her up and put her in another crate, and then Mama chased me around and it took her a long time but she did finally scoop me and then I scratched her good but she still put me in the other crate.

Now there were three of us in three crates in the kitchen. "Help us!" we said and Torii came around and sniffed at the crates. "Bertie's in a dog crate" he said and he laughed. "Woof, Bertie!"

"Let us out!" I said but Torii just snickered and walked away.

Then Mama and Papa came over and Papa said "I'll carry the girls if you take Bertie" and then they picked us up in the crates and opened the door and carried us outside where it was COLD and WINDY.

"Put me back in the house this instant!" I said.

"I would like to go back inside, please, I'm scared" said Mommy.

Bertie said, "Yay, outside! Now let me out of this crate so I can run around!"

But Mama and Papa did not let us out or even let us back in the warm house. Instead, they put us in the car.

"I wanna go home!" I said.

"Me too!" said Mommy.

"These two are really noisy and complainy" said Bertie.

But Papa started the car and we drove away.

...to be continued.

We are very sad.

I asked Bertie to help me write this blog entry, and he started to type and then he got upset and he had to ask my Mommy Lucy to help, and then she got all teary and she had to ask Torii to help. Torii looked very sad and scared and he couldn't think of anything to say, either, so we all sat around the computer for a long time trying to think of a way to tell you all that our friend and sister Gilda passed away this weekend.

She was very sick and we are glad that she is not in pain anymore, but we miss her very much. Her bed has been empty all week. Bertie curled up in it to remember what it was like to snuggle up with Gilda and her fluffy fur, but he couldn't get comfortable because it wasn't the same.

It just isn't the same at all in the house because Gilda isn't getting her special food and she's not in Mama Angela's lap and she's not mooing at me when I walk by. She was a very special kitty-lady and even though sometimes she was crabby I still miss her very much.

I hope she can see this blog where she is now because I want her to know she was important to me. So important that even though nobody else could help me I wrote this entry very carefully by myself and double-checked and tried not to make very many mistakes.

Goodbye, Miss Gilda Kitty. We love you.

Trubble

Im being folloed. It's troo. I'll be walking along and not doing anything at all and then I notis somethin rite behined me. It's very quiet almost like it dusent have legs but Ive seen it out of the corner of my eye so I KNOW it's there behind me and I am not crazey. It is blak and grey and fuzzy and sort of snakey, though I've only seen pichoors of snakes in books and not real snakes. Maybe it is a fuzzy snake.

Sometimes I try to turn around rilly fast and grab it but I can never catch whoever it is who is following me. I know I am very fast becuase I can escoop from Papa and Mama whin they try to scoop me up for kisses, so whatever is following me must be rllly rilly fast.

Sometimes when I am sooper fast I think I am going to catch it, but I acsidentally bite my tale insted and that hurts! And then Mama laughs becuase she's a big meanie and she doesn't know what its like to have someone follo you! Espeshully when you bite your own tale, that is not funny at all.

Pippi Gets Wings: A Catwings Fan Fiction Story!

When Mama and Papa went to the bookstore yesterday I said Buy Me a New Catwings Book and Papa said we read them all and I said yes we read them all thats why you haveta buy more and he said but I mean that there aren't anymore and I said why not and he said because that's all that the woman wrote and I said why doesn't she write more? and he said I tell you what Pippi, why don't YOU write one? So I did and I told it and Bertie typed it up it goes like this

Pippi Gets Wings
(A Catwings Fan Fiction* Story)

Written by PIPPI
Edited by Alan Smithee**

Once upon a time there was an ordinary tabby cat named Pippi who was born in the garage next door and lived with several cats one was her mommy and the others with other cats and Pippi didn't know all their names but one was Bertie who helped her with he blog sometimes.

Pippi went outside one day because it was a nice day and Papa left a window open and the screen fell out when a squirrel ripped it open, it wasn't Pippi's fault, she didn't do it. She went outside and saw something in the air that didn't look like birds or squirrels but CATS with WINGS and she said "those must be catwings" and most of them were tabbies like her but one was black like that mean black cat Pippi knows she thinks his name is Tommy.

They came down from the sky and said Why don't you join us Pippi? Why don't you become a catwing? And she said I don't have wings and the black one named Jane said I just remembered I have a magic wishing stone with one more wish on it and she gave it to Pippi and Pippi said I WISH I HAD WINGS LIKE CATWINGS DO and poof! they came out of her back and she flew off with the catwings and never came back except every day for a while to visit Lucy Mommy.

THE END

* Fan Fiction is a story you make up about another story you like. This isn't really made up though it really happened! Not really but I wish it would.

**Bertie spelled everything right but wrote things down just like I said it because I said he better but he doesn't want his name on this he says that the editor's name should read Alan Smithee. But it's really Bertie.

I hope you liked my CATWINGS story and if you want to read more Catwings stories go to Amazon and search for it. The books are by Ursula LeGuin says Bertie.

Ime no full

Mama is up to sumthing. Lately she keeps yummy yummy snax next to her when she is reading and she lets us cats have some if we come over and ask her. But we have to come rilly close, she wont just put them on the table for us, we have to take them from her hand. Sometimes she holds the snack so close we have to clime right on her to get the snaxk. I do not like to clime on hoomans because that is too mush like being scooped so I only ever put one paw on Mama Angela to get a snaxk. I don't want to be scooped, or werse! I heard her tell Papa that the snax are her bait and she thinks pretty soon I will jest clime in her lap any old time because I will be so used to it. THEN, she says, THEN she will clip my claws! Well I need my claws for clawing things so Ime not gooing to fall for that!

Julie

This month is called Julie but nobody telsl me why. Julie is hot and dry and makes papa swetty. I dont liek swetty peeple scooping me. Not that I like it anyway but thare, I sed it. Its easier to bog it than to just sey it to his face but I no he reads this. NO SWETTY SCOOPS! is what I say. If anywone cares what I think. Sorry Ive been crabby because Papa also turns off the aycee and forgets to turn it back on and it gets RELLY RELLY HAWT IN THE HOWSE and were all trying to breeth and wayting for them to come home and turn on the aycee agin and it makes me ang ree.

Julie has nice things to like flowers and birds. It's nice for windows. Also sometimes things go flash an dboom that I think are fun to watch even if it scarez Bertie.

Books

I have a new hobby called "reading" which is what happens when Papa reads a book aloud and everyone listens because he tells a story. It's especially fun when it's a book about tabby cats and that's what he's been reading lately, which is stories about cats, tabby cats, who FLY! They have wings and they are called CATWINGS because they are cats with wings, get it? But they are also TABBY cats with TABBY wings except for one but I don't want to ruin that for you because it's not until book number two which is CATWINGS RETURN. Daddy's only read three and there's one more and I can't WAIT because they are the best books EVER. They are so great because they are about flying tabby cats and there's always one part the makes me laugh and another part that makes me cry and all of the tabby cats are different and their names are Harriet and James and Thelma and James. The mama in the cat makes me think of Mommy because she's a normal tabby cat with no wings and she used to live outside like Mommy and then later she doesn't like Mommy. You have to read these books if you have a Papa to read them to you. They are called CATWINGS and they're by URSULA K. LEGUIN and Bertie helped me with all of this because I wanted it to be spelled right so I just dictated which is my favorite kind of writing.

Love,

Pippi

P.S. Don't forget to read CATWINGS!

Nice things we say because we are nice

Mama human Angela Mama said on her way out this morning that we've been fighting a lot lately and arguing and chasing each other and squabbling and it's gotten bad especially when Mommy Lucy cat Mommy went SWIPE and Torii said OUCH and Bertie said It looks like there's a piece of Torii on the floor here (it was just fur.) So she said (Mama human Mama did) she said I want you kitties to say nice things to each other today. Every one of you has to say something nice to everyone else and take turns and keep going and don't repeat yourself.

So Gilda went first because she is the oldest. She said Torii, and she thought really long and hard and long and thoughtfully and then she said Torii, you usually let me keep my bed and don't take my food that much. Then she said Lucy you're the one I really like talking to, and she said Bertie, you're a gentleman, and Pippi, you are so cute.

Then Torii said Gilda you have a black tail and black spots so I feel a little bit like you must not be all bad, and Bertie, you know I love you buddy, you're awesome, and Lucy, you said you were sorry after you clawed me, and Pippi, you're cute. What, someone already said that? OK, you are also funny.

Then Bertie said Gilda you have a regal presence and she looked very happy and proud. He said Torii, you are a party animal and make life fun. He said Lucy, you inspire me. She got a little wet-eyed by that. And he said Pippi, you are just like your mother, which she meant Lucy, and that was the nicest thing anybody ever said to me.

Then Lucy said Gilda, you are my big sister and you let me eat your food and Gilda started to say well, I don't let you exactly, but Lucy had moved on to Torii. She said Torii when you aren't hissy and mean you are a big cuddler and I love cuddling with you. She said Bertie, what can I say Bertie, you are the noblest of tabby cats and a credit to our breed. She said Pippi, you are my baby and always will be and I love you.

So it was my turn and I said Gilda, your tail is fun to play with. Torii, you told me about your mouse and that was a great story. Mommy, you take care of me and I love you. And Bertie, I said, you are so nice I just know you will help me blog about this!

He did and that's why there's hardly anything spelled wrong today.

Love,

Pippi