September 6th 2008 6:31 pm
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I'm supposed to write 5 awesome things about me, then tag 5 other kitties.
1. I would rather spend almost all my time by myself.
2. I love to eat all the canned food no one else eats.
3. I like to sleep on my mom’s head when I can.
4. I like to play but that brat Sydney won't let me have the toys.
5. I miss my real mom (grandma) and I still like to sleep on her robe when I can.
I have tagged:
Tivoli (777855)
Dusty(562546)
Sunshine (507406)
Snuggles (530048)
Lucy (83931)
April 27th 2008 4:15 pm
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Well a lot has happened since the first days that I came here. I ruled the house for many years and I ended up really liking the dogs. The dogs both passed away in 2004 and I mourned them as did Rufus. They were actually a lot of fun to play with.
In 2001 Pandora came to live here and it was hard for me. We hated each other and she tried to pick on me and I hid a lot for months. Then one day I realized I was twice as big as she was and took control again.
Now that brat Sydney came in 2004 and as hard as I've tried to bully her, it doesn't work and I just try to stay by myself and look out windows. I come and sleep with my human sister - who I now think of as my mom - and life is okay again. She tells me every day how important and special I am and she still thanks me for keeping her mom company and making her last year pleasant.
Enough of this mush .... my next entries will be about how much I hate my cat siblings and my plot to take over the house again.
April 27th 2008 4:11 pm
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My human sister has tried over and over to tell me she loves me and I am her kitty now. On February 18, 1999 my mom passed away and now I am doomed to live with these creatures and the human that I tried to tolerate. Life isn't going to be easy.
April 27th 2008 4:10 pm
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I need to also write this about what happened next. I had been with my human sister and her stupid animals longer than usual. I usually had to come for about 3 days and then I could go home. This was different. My human sister tried to explain to me that my mom couldn't take me back home because she was too sick to care for me. I didn't understand. I hated it here and I wanted to go home. Why can't I go home? I just don't understand why I have to live with these stupid people when my mom loves me most.
April 27th 2008 4:07 pm
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My first diary entry goes back to when I was first adopted. I was brought home to live with a mom and dad on the day the dad buried his younger brother. The dad was very sick too. I was brought home by my human sister to keep that mom company. I was only there a few days when the dad got very sick and went in the hospital and he didn't come home. So I kept the mom company for the following year as best I could. She also went into the hospital many times and when she did I lived with my human sister and her stupid cat, Rufus and her two dogs, Murphy and Madison. I was always glad to get home to my own mom. I made her laugh every day and my human sister still thanks me for what I did to make my mom's life enjoyable.
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