I almost get arrested.

Wow! Got out of the house a became a red streak in the direction of the great outdoors. All my family were bouncing around and it was looking like a great time until I ran into the street. Hmmm...no grass here. Lot of noise coming so I sit down to see what's happening. Dad comes tearing down the stairs yelling about something. Oops! Here cames a big white noisy thing right at me. Dad is waving his arms and pointing at me. I think this is a car...POLICE? Oh, boy, am I in trouble. Noisy white thing stops very hard, and nice man picks me up and carries me to Dad. Am I going to jail? I'm too young! Lots of conversation going on. Dad finally carries me in the house and I get to spend the rest of the day in the laundry room. No bread, but plenty of water. Hate the laundry room. Guess I'll be good for a while...just a while.

What Happened Here?

Yesterday Mom took me in the CARRIER. I should have figured something was going on, but I had just had a nice night of knocking things off the tables and counter. All of a sudden I was in that thing and off to the VET. Oops! We think I am 5 months old so it was time for shots, microchip, ( now I have a bar code..can they scan me at Safeway?) and some suspect stitches. Mom picked me up this morning and I don't feel sick..a little attitudinal, but some yogurt solved that. I don't feel any different so I guess this was no big deal. Mom says I am still cool, so I think I will hunt up her new fuzzy slippers. Need some excercise. She can always find new slippers.

Flight of The Red Menace

Loved Chistmas! New Year's was noisy and smelly and we got to in the garage. So did the neighbor's cat who we didn't see till the next morning when Dad opened the door. Fast Cat. Mom spends a lot of time vacuuming up catnip. Guess they should make the toys a little stronger, but it sure was fun. Mom says I'm old enough now to get my attitude adjusted at the Vet's place. Wonder what that's all about? I discovered I have really big feet and Mom things I am going to be enormous. That's cool - I can be The Red Menace and fight crime. I'm jumping lots higher and discovered that the counter place is called no-no-no! They're spoiling my fun. Mom says maybe I'll get a microchip--Wow! The Digital Red Menace! My career is certainly getting a boost. Watch out terrorists of the world, I'm coming. And I'm BIG.

It's begining to smell like Christmas

Wow! Mom's cooking all sorts of yummy stuff. She made dog biscuits and they weren't that bad. I don't think she was too happy when I dumped the tray, but not all of them broke. Hid on top of the cat pole for a while. Very small while. Kept smelling catnip. Investigated red and green package things. Hey.. one of them talked back. Got to find what's in there. Got teeth and claws in order and removed wrappings from catnip mouse containing microchip that squeals when you pounce. Had that torn to shreds in no time. Mom is going to fix it if she can find all the parts. I don't think she can, but all the other catnip toys removed themselves to the back porch for safety. from me? Guess I'll take a nap under the bed. I'll be back....

Still Out of Control

Today I ate the Cat Dancer. Didn't taste half as good as I thought it would. Washed it down with the Yogurt Mom made yesterday. Guess she didn't expect that, but she did leave the container where I could easily get it after going across the sink, stove, microwave, windowsill and the pie crusts right to
the top of the fridge. It was worth it. Got out the door again and bowled over the other 5 of my family. Love those stairs! Unfortunately the mailman caught me and I was taken back up again and handed to Mom. No justice here. That's okay. I still have the fishtank. Almost got the lid off but got distracted when Dad put his sandwich down to answer the phone. Didn't care for all of it, so I just took the cheese out. Good pickings today. Let's see..90 miles an hour through the house and braking on the Ficus tree. You can't eat the thing, but I knocked it over anyway. Say...I still have the Christmas Tree to torture. Guess I'll just hide for a while and then give it a try. I'll be back.

December 10, 2004. A milestone in mischief

Boy, what a great day. I found the kitchen sink. Helped Mom by getting rid of a lot of unecessary stuff. Laundry basket! Oh Boy! Looks much better than folded. Did an excellent job on a new sleeping place just for me. Hey, here's Mom's wristwatch. Great toy. Oops, where did I leave that? Oh, well, she probably won't miss it. Got out the door and begun to terrorize the Dreaded Dogs Next Door. They have two fences and I was just in the middle when Dad scraped me out. It was worth it. Those dogs barked for half an hour and finally got let into the house. Heh, heh. Cat- One, dogs- Zero. Well, I'm stuck inside. That's okay, it's time for litter pan practice. How much litter can I kick out? Good deal. Three feet away. I think that's a record. Looks like Mom is on the computer. Think I'll go underneath and play with all those wires. Don't like this one, guess I'll just chew it out. And this one, and this one....Oops! Found again. That's okay. Mom's real good at fixing stuff. Yawn. Think I'll just take a nap. Now where did Mom put the blouse she just ironed.... ?