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My Dearest Diary

Momma's Surprised Look

GUESS WHAT???! My momma bought me a brand new suede comforter!! She keeps telling everyone that it’s her new comforter set, but I know she bought it especially for me. Boy when I saw her take it out the big shiny plastic case I could hardly contain myself. But as you know since I am a cat I had too play it cool. I watched her take such care and pride when she made MY bed. She made sure that the pillows (also suede I might add) were placed just how I like them...so I can prop up and see what’s going on. Well anyways, I thought she would never get finished with my bedroom. She was ironing curtains, and putting those matching covers over the windows that looked just like my comforter. I was in the hallway trying to tell her that she didn’t have to make such a fuss for little ole me, but she would not hear of such. She then started dusting…I said “forget it” I am going to get on my new comforter. You should have seen the look of surprise on my mommas face as I rolled around on my new comforter. I will never forget the look. I guess she wasn’t sure if I was going to like it or not. Who could not like SUEDE??!! Well time for another nap since momma is at work. Dang! the door is closed to my new comforter…momma must have forgotten about me as she left for work. No worries I like her bed too it will work in a pinch.

Well paw out until a new day.

“P”

The New House

Oh my…I am loving this new house. Well it’s not necessarily new anymore we’ve been here since August, but it seems new to me. Now that the weather is nice I can’t get enough of this screened in porch. Mom is so sweet, she lets me get comfy in her wicker chair and take naps as long as want. But it’s one thing I don’t understand, for some strange reason when she is ready to go to bed she thinks I need to come in too. I know that she sees me sleeping in the chair but nooooooo.. here she comes calling my name. You would think when I ignore her she would get the hint that I am not interested in coming inside. So guess what I DON”T MOVE. But she can’t take that hint either. That’s when she come out and pick me up and take me inside. I guess I don’t mind since she gives me a treat. But that’s ok I need to be inside anyway so I can wake her up at 5:30am…. Hehehehe… Life is great!

P-Kitty Update by P-Kitty.

My owners keep telling me to put something in here, but I don’t know what to say. I’m a cat. My job description is eating and sleeping, not writing. But my owner says I need to write at least 200 words or I won’t get my treats. Which I think is pretty mean, but what can a cat do. So here is my diary entry. My topic is going to be things I hate. Guess what’s on the top of my list. You got it, writing. Let me see how many words I’m at. Only 95. Wow, it feels like I’ve written more than that. Anyway, back to the topic. It’s not like I have anything against writing, it’s just that I’M A CAT. You never hear of a cat on the New York Times bestsellers list for a reason. It’s not fair that I’m being blackmailed into writing a diary entry. Believe me I wouldn’t do it, but those treats are so darn good. I get Whisker Lickin’s. All those cats out there know what I’m talking about. Let me see how many words I’m at now. Okay, I’m at 192. I’m almost done. There is one thing I do want to say before I’m done. I want to thank all the cats that have become my friends. It’s nice knowing that I’ve been accepted into the Catster community. I’m at 232, so now I’m going to tell my owners that I’m done so I can get my treats. Talk to everyone later.

I had to come back and share this. I went to my owner and she said she was kidding about not giving me treats. I think I see another alarm clock diary entry in her future.

Ciao Meow!