There's a box at my house...

Dear Diary,

There is a box at my house. On the floor. In the dining room. I sniffed it. Mommy just chuckled and took my picture. I know it's mine. I can read my name on the address label. (Of course I can read, can't all kitties?).

I know it's my Morgan's bed. I just know it! Mommy said she got me one. She said it would be here today. She brought this box in at lunch and then she just left it there. Unopened. Bad mommy.

If she thinks I want to wait until Daddy gets home tonight to see my bed well she'd better think again! We are going to have to discuss this, seriously, when mommy comes home again today.

Purrrs,
Emmy

A letter from mommy to me...

Mommy said she wrote this fur me. I'm not sure what it means but she wanted me to put it in my diary. So I said okay.

"My precious little fur baby!
You have brought me such joy!
This is my promise to you:
When you are hungry
I will feed you
When you are thirsty
I will give you water
When you are frisky
I will play with you
When you want love
I will snuggle and kiss you
When you are sick
I will care for you
When you are tired and ready to rest
I will cry, but I will help you to rest.
For all that you have given me
I owe you that much.
I love you little cat."

"Auntie Em" (Or we're not in Kansas anymore)

Dear Diary:

I had the bestest mews today! I have a nephew! That's right, I'm now "Auntie Em." hee hee! The most handsome youngster and furriend of mine, Aurelius (a.k.a. "Squid") ID # 637458 has agreed to allow me to adopt him as a nephew!

Aurelius is a one year old Ocicat with two beautiful sisters, Saphira and Jasmine. Aurelius has the most gorgeous spots! And he can play fetch! He won the Catster Olympic Gold Medal for fetch! (Well yes, there was only one judge, and it was me, and maybe I'm a little biased...).

I think he is just an adorable little boy kitty! I'm so happy to be an Auntie!

purrrs for now Diary,
Emily Felicity

And the Gold Goes to...

One of my furry favorite little boy kitties, Aurelius a.k.a. Squid
http://www.catster.com/cats/637458 tagged me. Even though I did this one already, because I adore this little boy I am answering again. And, besides, it's a woman's perogative to change her mind so my answers may be diffurrent this time!

1. What is your favorite Olympic sport?
I must confess... I haven't been watching...

2. Which do you prefer—summer or winter?
Summer, because I hate being cold

3. What is the quirkiest thing you do?
Well, effur since I wrote that diary entry ("I'm so Confused") about not taking a shower with my daddy I have refused to follow my routine and shower with him.

4. Do you have a crush on any other kitties?
I adore Squid! I want to be his Auntie!! I also adore Teddy Bearz and wish he was my grandkitty

5. What is your favorite rosie or zealie, and why?
I still think that stars or diamonds are best 'cause they mean somekitty thought you were really special.

Again, I will not tag but if you want to play then.... YOU'RE IT!

Tagged!

My purrty young furriend, Lucy: http://www.catster.com/cats/800147 tagged me so here are my answers:

1) What is your favorite Olympic sport?
Well I don't watch the lit up box thingie much but when I do I like fast things that zip across the screen so I would have to say I like the track events.

2) What do you prefer, summer or winter?
I hate cold! So I guess I like summer best. But then again, in the winter the heater comes on and I can lie right in front of the vent until I get hot hot hot! So it's a tough call.

3) What is the quirkiest thing you do?
graze on facial tissues. I will also dig them out of mommy's purse to eat if there are any in there.

4) Do you have a crush on any other kitties?
Ummm....I have a boyfurriend, the dreamy - eyed Punkin featured on my page. That means I'm not allowed to have any crushes, right? Right?

5) What is your favorite rosie or zealie, and why?
The furever diamond and the stars because they last furever so it means a kitty really thinks you are special when they give you one.

Since some kitties like tag and some kitties don't I'm not going to tag anyone but if you read my diary and want to play then, YOU'RE IT!!

purrrs,
Emily Felicity

Well mommy thinks it was me...

...who threw up. Because I threw up a couple of times tonight when mommy got home. Both my brofur, Edgar and I have always thrown up a lot. Sometimes there is a hairball in it but most of the time it is just a big turd (excuse the language please) of cat chow. Mommy feeds us Purina One Sensitive Systems, it seems to work the best and about a tablespoon of Fancy Feast canned for a treat every night (Edgar almost always eats mine).

But anyway, mommy is kind of worried about me because I am skinny. I should join the Olde Furts skinny butt club but I am in denial. Mommy worries so much because her first kitty, who she loved soooooo much, didn't get to live as long as Edgar and I have so far.

Soooooo.....mommy is thinking about taking me to the v-e-t. I don't wanna go to the v-e-t. *whimper*

That's all diary.

purrrs,
Em

"Oh no! Who threw up?"

Dear Diary,

That's what mommy said this morning; "Oh no! Who threw up?" When mommy got out of her shower there were two, count them, two, huge spots of throw up in the hall. Both were larger than a dinner plate and both had undigested but very soggy cat chow in them and lots and lots of watery bile. This made mommy very scared that one of us was sick. So she immediately went looking for us. Well, I was sleeping peacefully on a dining room chair and brofur Edgar was in the middle of the kitchen floor looking unperturbed. Soooo....who threw up?

I'll never tell.

Purrrs,
Emily Felicity

P.S. e&e's mommy here: when I went home for lunch Emily was still on the dining room chair and Edgar was still in the middle of the kitchen floor. This was not unusual for Emily who will usually sleep most of the day but I did think Edgar seemed maybe a bit lethargic and his begging for some of my lunch was not as enthusiastic as usual. On the other hand when I left the room for a minute and came back I caught him up on the kitchen counter at the window behind the sink (one would think he would not jump up there if he wasn't feeling well). Soooo......*shrug* I still dunno who threw up...

Mommy must be getting old...

Dear Diary,

We cats all know that a human's hearing is not what it should be. But my mommy is really losing hers! Sometimes I have to scream and scream to her that it is time for her to let me on her lap before she seems to hear me!

Well now things have gotten worse. In addition to being hard of hearing mommy must be losing her eyesight AND her sense of smell. Because tonight, after about the third or fourth time that I screamed: "Hey! Hey! I want on your lap!" She said: "Oh stop it, you little howler monkey." "Howler monkey???" I'm not a "howler monkey!" Can't she see or smell that it's me, Emily?

Frankly, I don't know what I'm going to do with her if she develops any more old age issues. I mean a cat only has so much patience. *sigh*

That's all for now Diary.

Purrs,
Emily Felicity

I love Punkin

I have a boyfurriend. His name is Punkin. I posted his picture on my page. Isn't he handsome? He is so sweet too! He just swept me off my feet!

If my mommy knew how to do anything on the computer at all (dumb ol' mommy!) she'd make a badge for my page with Punkin in it so efurrybody could go see his page from here. Mommy will just have to ask one of her smarter furriends.

Luv you Punkin, furrever and ever,

Em

I've Been Tagged!

I've been tagged by PeekABoo http://www.catster.com/cats/713847

The game is "Six things I like." I'm supposed to purr six things I like and then tag six more kitties.

1. I like sticking my head all the way down into mommy's purse to sniff and check out everything in there;

2. I like to eat facial tissues (I'm not supposed to but if mommy and daddy leave one sticking up out of the box I WILL graze on it);

3. I like to get my ice cubes in the morning;

4. I like to crawl onto mommy's lap when she is on the computer;

5. I like to sleep under the picnic table on the back patio in the afternoons; and

6. I like to hang out and talk with daddy while he keeps mommy company every morning when she is getting ready for work.

I think maybe I won't tag any kitties cause I'm not sure what kitties like to play tag and what kitties don't... But if you read this and you want to play, consider yourself "Tagged!"

purrrs,
Emily Felicity