Some days are hard....

Dear Diary,

As you know, Mommy and my sisfurs are going to have to re-do their diary entries. Before they do, I want to make another entry.

I keep tabs on Mommy and everyone all the time. Yesterday and today she seems to be thinking about me even more than usual and is kind of sad. I like her to think about me, but I don't like her to be sad.

There are so many hummingbirds at our house that Dad put up another feeder. We used to have gobs of them, but haven't had very many for a few years. You know why? Cuz of ME!!!! I ate them!!!! I was a good jumper and was fast as lightning when I wanted to eat a bird! They are glad there are so many hummers, but it reminds them that I'm not here eating them and makes them a little sad. I say, be glad they're back!

Do you remember that orange toy I had my Orange Day picture taken by? I'm the only one who ever played with it. It is right where I left it. Last night, during the Ohlimpicks, Mommy heard something. It was Muffin...playing with my orange toy!

And do you remember how Bessie & I used to wake Mommy & Daddy up all the time and never let them get a good night sleep? Ever since I went to the Bridge, they've been sleeping all through the night (not counting bathroom breaks, of course). That is until last night. Bessie kept jumping on Mommy's back and going to the door, but she wouldn't go out. Just as Mommy got back to sleep, she'd do it again. I bet she woke Mommy up at least five times. She was griping to Dad this morning & Dad said she did it to him, too!

There is also the matter of the kitchen drawer I broke when I jumped in it and the door I messed up. The door has one of those knobs on it that you can push down with your elbow & lean on the door to open it if your hands are full. I used to try to open it ALL the time. I would stand up on my back legs and stretch my front legs up high and rattle the door knob. I did it all the time and sometimes....I didn't mean to....I scratched the door and the door frame. They keep the door locked all the time cuz those raccoons could open the door too. They never have, but they could. This morning when Mom went for more coffee, she noticed the the door was locked....but it wasn't closed all the way! Anything could have come it with just a little push.

The last thing is...that silly pink Easter Egg I liked to play with. Mommy hasn't moved it since I went to the Bridge. Silly Mom.

So I say to Mom....enjoy the hummers, move my orange thing to Muffin's favorite spot, move the egg so you can vacume in that spot, and paint the door!!!! Sorry, no good suggestions for Bessie's nighttime behavior. Be happy for Bessie & Muffin and their new boyfriends!!!!! It's okay. I don't care. Quit being sad about that other stuff. I want you to be happy when you remember me!!!!!

I love you,
Paulie

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