I am DESTRUCTO!

I am earning a bit of a new nickname, it seems I have been on the war-path lately. Mom really underestimated me, he he. She thought I would be super passive and a couch potato because I am a Ragdoll. Boy was she wrong. Easy going I am, couch potato, not a chance! I am over a year old and am more hyper than either of my brothers ever were as kittens.
Just last week I did flying kamikaze leap from the dresser onto the bed, and used it as a launching pad to the laundry hamper. However in the process I ripped Mom's fancy new bedsheets she got for Christmas... oops. Then last night while Mom and Dad were in bed I was playing with one of my springies, flipping it around chasing it (yes on top of them). Then in an attempt to capture it, I chased it off the bed, onto the bedside table, hitting Mom's water glass, knocking it to the floor and breaking it, again, oops. I think Mom's a little annoyed, but don't worry I will use my cute looks to charm her and she will soon forget...that is until DESTRUCTO strikes again...

I may look like a lady, but I don't act like one!

All of Mom's friends say, "Oh, Minka is such a beautiful cat, what a sweet little lady". Mom always replies, "She may look like a lady, but she certainly doesn't act like one, in fact she is the least ladylike cat in the house!"
Maybe I should take offense this, but it is really hard to offended by the truth. The evidence stacks up against me, and I say embrace it! So here are the top ten reasons why I am not a lady....

1. Just one of my poots can burn the hair out of your nose and can clear a room in an instant (Daddy doesn't call me "Stinky Minky" for nothing).
2. I sometimes lie sprawled out on the floor in either the frog pose on my stomach, the Budda pose or upside down bearing all.
3. Mom likens me to a "flying squirrel" racing ahead of her everytime she walks down the stairs, barely touching any steps.
4. I eat like a glutton, gobbling everything in site.
5. I often get the urge to spaz out on the bed flinging my legs, doing back flips and trying to capture imaginary objects.
6. When it comes to food I have no qualms about pushing Marvie and Milo out of the way to get more than my fair share.
7. I have no ability to sit still for any period of time and have no concept about respecting the personal space of others.
8. I like to do the "Fred Flintstone" running start on the tile floor and then get going so fast that I can't stop and go flying down the stairs out of control.
9. I ate a strap off Mom's night eyemask, partially pooped it out and ran around the house with it dangling out of my butt (I'll spare you the rest of the disgusting details...)
10. I have barfied on my brother's head, and I have absolutely no remorse about it.

I've been Tagged!

Five things that I am thankful for are

1. My food, my food, my FOOD! I really love my food.
2. My new home, especially when there are lots of poor kitties out there without furever homes.
3. All my furriends here on Catster, they always brighten my day.
4. The seemingly endless supply of springies to play with a home, I kind of have an obsession...
5. That Milo will let me sit beside him now if I am quiet and still, he won't let me snuggle yet, but I am working on him (and sometimes when I touch him with my paw he will still stay!)

Anyone who reads my diary can consider themselves tagged!

My brother is a finalist!

What a great event to write my first diary for, my brother is a finalist in the Coolest Contest. I always knew he was cool, since I first laid eyes on him a few months ago. I love him very much (maybe too much for his liking, but that is another story) and couldn't be prouder!