It's been a while....

but I really don't care. I've been sleeping.
the summer is rapidly going by. I spent a lot of time hiding, because the people in this place can really get on a cat's nerves after a while. They want to play, to scratch, where do they come up with this garbage? Like I have time for that!
I have gotten out a few times, and that's been fun. I love runnin' the hood--we have some ducks in the creek behind us, and there is nothing more fun than chasing ducklings---they are stupider than dogs! Oh, they squawk and honk and quack. It is funny funny funny!!!
on the other hand, time inside is boring. Owen is getting old, and rarely wants to wrestle. sometimes he even growls at me!?!?!? What is with that???????
Well, Entourage is on---and what else would a cool citty watch??

Diary of the Day

Like I'm supposed to be impressed? What do they think I am? A dog?
Well, anyhow, somebody at Catster named me one of the diaries of the day today. The dog, Owen, is pretty impressed--but then, the key word is dog.
Do they send me tuna for dinner? a toy? anything? Just what I thought. It takes more than a title to impress a cat like me.
Now go away, I want to be alone.
Annie

Tis the season!!

As you can see--I am ready, Freddy!!! I'm expecting some really good presents! All my sisters will be home, and even Rat Dog Twinkie is coming. I'm planning a special present for her.
Twinkie, can you spell "AHHHHHHHHHHHH someone scratched my eyes out!!!!!!!"

Well keep cool
Annie

Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Hadn't realized that I hadn't updated in a while---basically because I don't really care whether anyone knows what's happening with me. I know, and that is what counts. But my dog cousin Twinkie said it had been awhile sooooooo
Life is about the usual here---everyone pays maximum attention to me, and I ignore everyone except Owen, who I just love to whoop over the head with a paw when he walks by---it drives him crazy.
I've posed for some new pix which I've posted to the site today---I am one gooooooooooooood looking pussycat! I even have a boyfriend. He lives outside around the neighborhood--no one knows for sure if he's a lost puss or what, so Dad feeds him when he comes around. He looks a bit like me, same coloring, except he has a Siamese nose. His name is Skankitty. I stare at him through the window when he's out front, and he looks at me. I love him sooooooo much. Although he hasn't come around for a few days. I sure hope the gators or the coyotes in the swamp next door didn't get him. Or the ducks---we have ducks in a creek in the back---they are REALLY scary!! I heard they eat cats.
Well this is enough---if I care to, I'll update again. I'd be more inclined if you sent money. or tuna.

I Cannot Believe it!!!!

Why in the world would Dogster name Owen Meany Diary of the Day?????
First of all, he's a DOG!!!
Secondly, he's an IDIOT!!!!
Thirdly and lastly, he's a DOG!!!!!
Would someone explain to me what all the excitement is about? As the Queen Cat of the house, I write 90% of the good stuff he puts in his diary!! You don't think a dog could come up with anything as witty as that, do you?
He has been walking around the house all day with his nose in the air. I think I'll do the logical cat thing.
Scratch his eyes out!!!

The real family genius,
Annie Hall
PS Yes I am named after the Woody Allen movie. Lah de dah, de dah!!

What a nice Christmas!!

That Owen Meany!!! He bought me a catnip duck!!! He even gave Twinkie some chew toys. And since Dad announced he wasn't getting anything for Mom, he had Owen give her a nice bracelet!! It's been a rainy day, but the funnest Christmas ever!!!! We just watched Mean Girls--I don't think they behaved mean! They were just like cats.
Felix navidad!!!

A visit from a dog!

I don't know why I'm wasting my time--as a cat, I don't think there's anyone I need to communicate with that I'm not already in contact with. That would be my food bowl, and my litter box. I really don't care about anyone else.
Anyhow, living with a dog is hard enough, but I have Owen Meany trained--he pretty much leaves me alone unless I want to play, and then he plays. But now, for the Thanksgiving weekend, Kate has flown in from New York, and she brought her dumb ol' dog Twinkie, who is a rabid hyperactive Chihuahua puppy. She barks a lot, and runs around like a maniac!!! Owen and I are both trying our hardest to ignore her, but she will NOT leave me alone!!! Fortunately she doesn't like to climb the stairs, so I have sanctuary. You can see her in the new picture. Owen and I stared her down, and right after the pose she ran away like the wimpy Chihuahua that she is. Worse part is, she's coming back for two weeks at Christmas!! What's a cat to do?