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Skittles Tells All

It has been a really long time

I know, I am terrible at writing. I have been bad. However, I have a completely legitimate excuse! Actually I have a couple of them. You see, first mommy has been a complete computer hog lately. I have to sneak to use it in the evenings. Then there was a pretty major problem with me physically. I hurt my paw.

I was getting frustrated with not being fed in the morning, so I was on daddy’s desk and when I jumped down, I jumped the wrong way and sprained my paw. I was miserable for quite some time and confined to one room. It was kind of fun aside from the pain. Mommy came home from school early because she was worried about me. She brought food to me while I was in my bed. I had breakfast, lunch and dinner in bed.

Now, having an injured paw means no typing for quite some time. I’m still cautious about doing too much running, but I don’t let any of the humans know that.

Now, I’ve devised another plan. I have started to make them think I am crazy so they will feed me. There are curtains in the living room with the color name “mocha-praline”. I have started licking the curtains when they refuse to feed me early. It completely baffles them as to why I am doing this.

Honestly, it is just to get them to feed me. It usually works. I say usually because tonight it didn’t. I think that’s because mommy is frustrated that I got my hair all in her laptop keys. She’s on a deadline and not happy that my hair is “clogging up the keyboard”. Daddy is busy doing whatever. I don’t even ask anymore because I don’t think I want to. What do they do in the garage? It is dirty and dark and not really all that much fun.

I’ve started going on the back patio. There is a sweet young girl cat that comes to visit occasionally at the window. She is quite young, but has already had a litter. I think she just wants a mommy or at least a big sister. Mommy has mentioned about maybe taking her to the vet and getting her checked out. That would be nice. She always runs away when mommy or daddy get a little too close. I’ve tried to tell her that these are humans she can trust. I hope I can get through to her. She is quite sweet.

Well, I am going to go work on the curtains again. I would work on getting the fridge open to get it myself but this fridge has the freezer on the bottom. I swear they did that just to keep me out. That is so not cool. Maybe if I had stilts. Hmmm. Night diary.

Fighting

Oh dear. I've been busy. We've had drama and trauma since I last wrote you diary. Let's try to recap.

One week after the visit of doom, I was to make another visit. After the impression I made on them last time, they decided I needed to be given medicine to make me sleepy. Well, this little kitty didn't like it. No, it wasn't the taste. It was actually wrapped in cheese, so I didn't mind it. My body didn't like it.

At first I felt wobbly and woozy. That was to be expected. Then I started panting and growling. From what I am told, after that I had a full on seizure. Daddy felt bad the first time he took me to the vet as a kitten and I know he felt bad when this happened. I ended up OK in the end, but it was not a fun thing to experience.

So, that was the most traumatic thing that happened to me. Mommy got pretty sick and daddy too. The holidays came and went, but the house was being worked on so it wasn't a big event here. I slept in and got treats because Daddy was off for a week while they worked on the floor of the house.

I can run and slide from room to room now. It is great except when I am trying to get to my food. Sometimes I am in such a hurry I forget to slow down in time and I slide right past my food and into the other room. I know it amuses some people, but it can be a little annoying when I am hungry. Humans are way to easily amused.

I also have to report some sad news. There are two boy cats that live outside. One is a little older than the other and a whole lot meaner. Well, the younger of the two was hit by a car this past week. Daddy was outside and heard the car and realized what had happened. He died with Daddy holding him and was buried under a nice shady tree.

I had heard mommy and daddy talk about getting the two of them and taking them to a place like I was adopted from, but it was just not in the cards for the young orange kitty. Don't tell mommy and daddy, but he was really nice and always came to the window to talk to me. I didn't mind him. He was a nice young fella. The older cat is bitter and doesn't like conversation. His loss!

Mommy's still busy with school and always has her laptop, so that is also contributing to my delayed entries. I try to use her desktop, but it is difficult for me to type with the current setup. If I could convince her to put her mouse and keyboard on the desk itself, it would make things so much easier. Either that or just leave the laptop for me to use. She'll be done with school in a four or five months, so I can just ask for it then. She won't mind. She'll be miss fancy pants and all that. She'll probably get herself a new one. I can hope, right?

Well, I'm feeling a nap coming on so goodnight diary!

Where Have I Been

Oh, where have I been? I've been sick. I've had a cough and I was forced to go to the vet. Yes, can you believe it? Those people (my parents) actually had the audacity to take me. Then, get this, they left me. They actually left me there. I was so mad that I let it out on the people that worked there. Bad idea.

I now have a 3X rating at their office. They say it means that I am easily offended, but I am sure that it means I am mean. I don't care though. They poked and prodded me. They attempted to hold me down to get x-rays. They knocked me out to take x-rays. They actually shaved my neck to draw blood. They didn't even have enough guts to do it while I was awake.

Guess what was worst of all? They actually said that I was too overweight. Mommy is on my side, she said when she read the scale that I was relaxing on (when she and daddy were there everything was fine), I weighed two pounds less than what they said I weigh. In any case, I'm back on a diet. Mommy says it is a change in eating patterns, but I'm not buying it. It smells like a diet.

Next time, I'm going in with a hidden camera in my fur. Does anyone know where to find a camera the size of a pinpoint, for cheap?

So, what else is happening? Aunt Gina and the family is moving near us again. They're following us. Yay! They will be here in December. Speaking of December, mommy's English cousins are coming. I hope they get to visit at least once. That's the downside of moving to the new house. We're too far for the kids to visit. I love to scare them.

Oh, and speaking of kids. There are these four little boys that keep coming into our yard. They keep breaking the branches on the trees and driving the birds away. Mommy has been getting after them. They have perfectly good trees to climb in their own yard, but I think their parents don't like them climbing them. What makes them think we want them in our tree. What if mommy wants to climb it? Kids.

Well, there was ice cream yesterday and I do think there is ice cream today. I'm going to go sit under the freezer door and wait and then go to bed. Night Diary.