I made a big mistake

I made my mom cry. :-< I didn't mean, too, Honest!! I just love flowers and Mom has these awesome daisies. They aren't real, but you'd never know it and I love them. She keeps them in a very heavy vase on a marble table in the hallway and sometimes I get up there and pull one off. Well, last night I was trying to pick one and I lost my balance somehow and knocked the vase over. It hit the floor and broke into a lot of pieces. I ran and hid under the bed and when I came out, Mom was sweeping up the pieces and crying. I heard her tell Daddy she gave her Mom that vase full of yellow roses for her 80th birthday. Her Mom died at 84, 15 years ago. And the vase was handmade by a potter in New Orleans. I broke something that she can never replace.

I climbed in her lap and she kissed me and told me she still loved me, but I feel very, very, very bad.

Today is my Daddy's birthday!

And since everyone knows what a Daddy's Girl I am, I just had to tell you how much I love him. He is never too tired to give me a belly rub and he ALWAYS let me sit in his lap. He cleans my box every day and gives me treats and loves me better than Sasha!!! Really! He says I am HIS kitty.

I made a very good choice when I picked Mom at the shelter, because she brought me home to my daddy and he is just the best daddy a kitty could ever want.

Happy Birthday, Daddy!!! I love you!

your little Sam-Sam

Thanksgiving Tag!!

My sweet buddy Felix (he's a Texas kitty, too!) tagged me. I'm supposed to tell everyone 5 things I am thankful for and tag five friends -- that should be easy becasue I'm thankful for lots of stuff and one of them is that I have lots of friends here on Catster!!

So, let me see......

1. I am thankful every day that my Mom and Dad rescued me from that little cage at the shelter and brought me home to live with them forever!

2. I am thankful that my big sister Sasha lets me share Mom's lap since it was hers first.

3. I am thankful that the top of the VCR is such a warm and toasty place to nap.

4. I am thankful for all my Catster friends, especially those in P&HB and Happy Kitties -- they make me smile every day.

5. I am thankful for my wonderful Daddy, who once didn't want a pet, because he knows just the right places to scratch and rub and tickle me. (and he has the perfect lap.)

Now I'm tagging some friends --

Riley
Hantu
Dakota
Miss Mickey
Teddy

Happy Thanksgiving, everycat!!!!

purrs,
Sam

Something's Up

There are boxes everyhere in our house. Some are empty and just waiting for Sasha and me to sit in them, some are half-full, and some are taped shut with little notes on them, like "library" or Master bedroom" or "office" or "kitchen". Some even have red labels that say "fragile" (whatever THAT means.) The closets are all messed up and there are empty drawers. Things are just not normal. Mom says we are moving. I don't know what that means -- I move around every day and I don't mess things up like this! Daddy says we are getting a new and bigger house, but I like the one we have -- there isn't anything wrong with it and I know where all the good hiding places are. I don't want to go. Do you think they will stay if I hide?

Oops! Here comes Mom with another box!!!!! I think I will go hide behind the sofa and think about this.

Holiday doldrums

It's quiet. It's too quiet! My Catster groups are even quiet becasue all of our typists are busy shopping and cleaning and baking and wrapping and decorating and NO ONE IS PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!!! Even Daddy, who always has a lap when I asked nicely, is busy watching football and helping Mom haul out lights and decorations. And of course Sasha can't ever be bothered to play unless she wants to. She's just crabby like that.

I wonder if it is like this at other kittie's houses? What do you think, diary?

Her cheatin' heart

Mom and Daddy went to New Orleans this weekend to see her daughter and the grandkids. Sasha and I don't mind that so much, (Mom seems to like those two-legged children) but they have a DOG! A wiggly six year-old cocker spaniel named Scrappy. When Mom came home, we found dog hair on her clothes!! Her suitcase smelled like dog drool!!! She went away AND she hugged a dog. How could she do that??? We are devasted.

sadly,
Sam

P.S. Can you trade in your mom for being unfaithful, diary???

It's our Catster Anniversary!!!!!

Sasha and I have been on Catster for FOUR YEARS today!!!! We checked the little cake on our page and sure enough, we both had a new candle! How cool is that? Catster just knows this stuff.

The first group that Sasha joined was the Smushy Face Cat Club and for a long time I just watched. I'm pretty shy. Then I joined the Happy Kitties and even though Sasha plays there, it is really my place to play. And we both belong to the Persian & Himalayan Beauties, because they know that lots of families with Persians have other types of kitties, so we all play together -- even some of the family dogs play there!!

Catster is really a wonderful place. We love it here and we have made so many friends!! So thanks for the candle, Catster, and thank you for four wonderful years!!!!! I hope we have lots more!!!!

hugs,
Sam

The House and The Rocks from the Sky

Last night we were all sleeping in our usual spots -- Daddy and Mom hogging the bed like they always do, Sasha on her antique chair like the big diva she is, and me on top of the nice warm DVR. Then ROCKS started hitting the roof!!!! This was louder than any thunder I have ever heard! Sasha jumped up on Mom and I ran under the dresser where the rocks couldn't get me. Daddy laughed and said we were big babies - that it was just hail. Hail what?? Hail Yeah? Hail Mary? What is hail??? Whatever it is, it is loud and I don't like it ONE BIT!!

Mom showed me one when they went out to check the back yard -- they look like little round ice cubes and some of them were more than an inch across. Mom said when she was little that her mom told her that God was defrosting his freezer and that made hail. I think Mom is silly -- everyone knows Heaven has a frost-free freezer!!!!

LOTS of tags!!!!

I have been tagged by lots of my friends and Mom has been a slacker about typing for me!! My good buddies Rudy, Felix, Delilah, Lady Hidalgo and Hanni Girl have all tagged me, so get on the ball, Mom, and help me out here....

Here are the rules of the game. You have to write seven random facts about yourself. Then choose seven cats to tag. Let them know they've been tagged by pawmailing or rosette-ing them with the news, and have them read your diary. Post the rules of the game and your seven pawsome facts and the names of the seven kitties you're tagging. Enjoy!

Here are my seven facts...

1) I am a talker. Anytime, anywhere! Really! I especially like to talk in the middle of the night, when it is quiet and everyone can here me clearly.

2) I like Sasha, but she doesn't like me. Much, anyway.

3) I don't really like to go outside. I go out on the patio when Sasha goes because I want to be cool, but I don't stay long because it is SCARY out there!

4) I sit by the side of the bed every night and stare at Mom until she takes the laser light out of the drawer. I love that thing!!!!

5) I don't like cat treats, but I l love popcorn.

6) I like to play with my food. It is more fun to eat after I roll it around the floor for a while.

7) I love my mom, but I love my Daddy more. Do you think that is why she wouldn't type for me??


I think most of my friends have already been tagged because of the above mentioned procrastination, but just in case...... I tag Hantu Kitty, Squish, Bria, Poe, KC Sunshine, Little Bit, and my dear pal Ren.

I entered the World's Coolest Cat contest!!!

Mom said I could and I even got to enter before Sasha did! (I think Mom is trying to make amends for the fact that Sasha already has her Halloween costume and I don't.) Anyway, I got to enter the Captivated Cat and the Sleeper Cat categories, so if you would like to see me, I'm there! We've seen so many great pictures -- there are some mighty fine kitties on Catster! YAY!