All better!

Well, I'm all better now. I've been very calm lately, I don't know why. I started writing my memoirs again, but I decided I would much rather nap. In fact, I'd much rather be napping right now! Farewell

not feeling too well.

I decided to take the time to write an entry today because I'm not feeling well. Days like these are great to do paperwork, or avoid paperwork and just start my memoirs.

I was born in the year 2000, so the humans tell me... oh wait, no, no memoirs today. The human brought the computer over to my cage so I could start this, but maybe another time. I'm in here "under observation," and I'm not a big fan of being "under observation."

I'll admit, I'm a slightly neurotic fellow. I'm odd. rather. I'm Odd. with a capital O. One of the realities one must accept as they get up in the years. At least I still look like a youngster. Still being confused for a cat half my age or even less, it's glorious. Though of course the humans at the shelter reveal my true age, and I give them a dirty look, but they still keep doing it.