The more things change...

We have a new home, and I'm having far too much fun to update. It's bigger, and there's this long hallway for me to run in. The humans laugh at me because I skid (the floor is slippery) because they don't realize I'm doing it on purpose. Though I need to get a little more control so I stop bumping into walls.

There's more places to hide, and more places to sleep. The carpet is even cushier and nicer. Plus, there are these two little porches they let me out on sometimes where I can sit and watch these brown furry things the humans called squirrels. I'm sure I could catch one if they let me out, but there's something in between me and them, so I'll just watch.

It's a much better place, I'm a lot happier here. I'm not happy that it's so much colder right now, why does it get colder every year? I don't like it.

Success!

I forgot to come back here and mention that I found my string. Some silly human had stuck it under a couch cushion. Meiran found it when she lost her wallet.

She didn't seem that happy about finding my string, but I think it was the better outcome. Besides, she got her wallet back when she went to the restaurant where she left it.

I've been perfecting my sleeping schedule, because the humans changed everything on me. It used to be the guy would get up and I would follow him around, then he'd get Meiran up and I'd follow her around. Then they'd leave and eventually I'd get to my first nap.

Now, he gets up and leaves and a long long time later Meiran gets up to go. So I just stay in bed with her, because she's pretty warm and they feed me at night now. Then when she gets up, I get to sleep in the warm spot she was in.

This is the life.

Requiem for a String

A lifetime ago, when we were living in the brown place where the big dogs were outside...the place with the wide windowsills that I could sit on...my human had some friends over and they put up silly bright streamers and gave her boxes and bags filled with stuff.

The guy that we live with now (he didn't live there then) took one of the bags and pulled a string out of it, and he gave it to me. It was the best present anybody has ever given me, much better than those collars my human keeps trying to make me wear.

It was the best string, it was long and white. It held up to repeatedly being bitten and clawed and dragged around. I made sure that I knew where my string was at all times, I always left it in the middle of the floor. When they made me stay at the other house and my human was gone, I still kept my string where I could find it. Every time we moved, I still had my string.

But somehow, a few weeks ago, my string went missing. My humans have been looking for it, but I don't know where I left it so I know they probably won't find it either until they're moving and find it under a couch or something.

I miss my string, it was a good string.

I hope you're having a good life, wherever you've gone.

Same old, same old

The new person has left our house, but she still comes over a lot. Now I sleep on the bed that she was in, because that's where they've put my warm blanket.

There have been people making lots of loud noises outside, and it's annoying. Also, my human keeps sleeping in lately! Her alarm goes off and I try to go in and say good morning and talk to her, but she won't get out of bed. So I tried poking her to make sure she knew I was there, and she just got grumbly. I won't give up though!

Things are pretty simple now, I just play and eat. The house is very messy, but that means more things for me to knock over! I think I'll go find something to smack off the table into the floor now.

More changes

My life just seems to always be thrown upside down when I think it's settled. This time wasn't too bad though, it's just a new human in the house. This one is one of Meiran's friends, and I like her. She lets me sit on her lap while she reads and she feeds me when she gets home since she's the first one to come back.

My person has been gone a lot lately, but this weekend she's been home almost the whole time. We haven't known what to do with each other. I hope she stays home even more.

There isn't much else to update, just living life to the fullest. They finally cleaned off the cushy bench in the living room, and I'm sleeping on that a lot now since it's my favorite place when it's clean. Lif e is good.

Stupid changes

My human just isn't very understanding lately. See, she doesn't realize how much my life has turned around! She thinks she's got issues, what with getting married and getting a new job and all that. But she doesn't understand my problems at all!

First I had to deal with her boxing up all her things again. I know she suspects that my first owners abandoned me after they moved, but she still keeps moving herself and it causes me untold amounts of stress. THEN she keeps inviting people over to look at her furniture to try to sell it or something.

After that she boxes me and all my things up and has the gall to take me to that other place again! I mean, sure the people there (she calls them her parents) were great. They played with me, and fed me on time, and my other mom was around to clean out my box. But it's not home. At least my person was with me for a while at first, but then suddenly she was gone for a whole WEEK.

When she finally came back, she shoved me back in the carrier and put me in the car again and this time the trip took days. It had to have been days I was couped up in that roaring car, with all the noise and the movement. I hated every second of it, and I swear it was years even if she says it was only a few hours.

After that she lets me loose in this new place, but I don't know what to think. Her stuff is here, and it still smells like me. But there's all this new stuff around, and it doesn't smell like anything except that boy who used to visit all the time and let me sit in his lap.

It turns out it's his stuff, and he is always here now! He's my person's "husband" now, and I can't decide if I love or hate him. His lap is still amazingly warm, and I love to sit on him. I like to help him play his computer games too. Plus, some of his stuff is pretty neat. But he moves around when he sleeps and I can't sleep on top of him like I do Meiran, and that's not fair. And he won't let me scratch his "nice couch."

And now they're all mad at me because I'm going to the bathroom on their clothes. Meiran says that if I had a problem with moving I should have done something months ago when I got here but I just don't know how to tell her that I'm still so unsure and don't know what's going on. What if she moves again? What if new people come? Where did all the noise come from? What's that running around in the the ceiling? She says it's a dog upstairs but dogs aren't that loud, are they?

At least she remembered to bring my string, and my other mommy sends me milk tabs every once in a while so I have plenty of those. And they finally learned that I like empty boxes, just not lots of them when I can tell people are moving. So they've left a box out for me to sit in when I want. I love sitting in boxes.

Of course, she also fusses at me when I eat the box, but it tastes so good!

My person keeps saying I should get settled in, but things keep changing all the time! I just know they'll change again as soon as I get used to them.

Ups and downs

My person isn't happy. We've been sleeping a lot, which is nice. She's even learned to lift up the blankets for me when I want to get under them to snuggle up and be warm. The weather has turned cold again and we're both freezing. But I stay on the bed most of the time and conserve body heat.

It was warmer today though. My person is home more than usual, and she said something about being fired. I was very worried for her so I've been trying to cheer her up. I sat on her for a while until her friend came and they left, and I've made sure to sleep right next to her whenever she lays down.

I'm being extra cute, and she asked last night what she'd ever do without me. I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I figure I'll keep it up.

I'm going to go warm a spot on the bed for her.

Lazy me...of course not!

I haven't been lazy, that hasn't been the reason I didn't post. That isn't it at all! I've had a very hectic schedule is all.

First, my person went and left me. She thinks I've forgotten about it, but no, I never will! She packed me up in that stupid box and took me in the awful car. I told her to let me out and that I wanted to go home, but she just said she was sorry.

But when I got out of the box, I was in a whole new place! I've seen the doctor's office, and I don't like it. But this place smelled so strange and new. There were shiney things everywhere, and a much bigger tree than at our house! My person even said that some of the shiney things were for me!

She led me around and showed me that this new place had my scratching table, my litterbox, and my favorite string. So I guess it wasn't too bad. There was a huge bed that was all for me and everything. There were new people too, she called them Mom and Dad.

We stayed there for a day or two, and I was really starting to have fun. All kinds of people came over and they all loved me, of course. I can really turn on the charm when I want.

But then she LEFT! She had walked out the door before but came back, so I thought maybe this was our new home. I couldn't find her stuff, but my stuff was all here. But then she hugged me and was GONE.

I couldn't find her for over ten days! I was mopey at first but then I decided to act like I didn't care. These Mom and Dad people were nice enough, and they let me sleep on them just like she did. I even kept up my practice with waking people up to the alarm and walking up their sides to get them out of bed.

Just when I was getting used to my new situation, she came home! I know I had pretended I didn't care, but I couldn't help it. I meowed and ran after her, and she picked me up and held me for a really long time. She said she missed me, and then we got to sleep in the big bed again together.

But then she went and packed me in that box again! I don't know what was going on, but I was upset. Then when she let me out again, I was home! All her stuff was here, and mine too! It was so nice to be back to my own bed. The other bed was nice and big, but this one is mine.

My person has left again a couple other times since then, but not for long. And usually my other person, Shoka, comes to visit so I don't get lonely.

I'll write more about what I've been doing later. Now my person needs the computer. She says that if I don't move she can't buy cat food because she needs to work.

Cat ADD

It's been a while since I've written! Really, I was just having a little trouble concentrating. I just have so much fun stuff around the apartment that I couldn't control myself for a bit. I got in trouble for trying to eat my blanket, and I scratched my person in her sleep. She wasn't very happy about it.

But now I'm more mellow, and I have the right food again! Finally, Meiran came home and said "Guess what?"

She had ordered my food! I was of course more interested in the box, because it was a box that smelled like food. But after she put it away, and poured some of the food out I was in heaven.

I've found a new spot to hang out in. I've pushed this annoying basket to the side of the radiator so I can sleep on top of it. Of course, sleeping on my person's legs is even better, but sometimes she moves too much.

Well, there's this roll of brightly colored paper in the living room, and I really have to go chew on it now.

My sparkly ball

I have this ball, that's covered with shiney sparkly fringe. I love that ball, I was playing with it today in the bathroom. My person told me when she gave it to me that it was a present from Cyn, her friend that smells like strange cats but lets me sit on her sometimes. When she's not sleeping.

I like my sparkly ball, but I can't drag it around with me like I can other things. Like my string, which is really getting a workout lately. Meiran and I play with it whenever she comes home now, after I grab it in my mouth and bring it to my bed.

She says I'm being more playful now than I was. I don't think I am, it's just that she's playing with me more. But it doesn't matter, it's just nice that there's plenty of time for us to make sure that string gets what's coming to it.

I've started eating the yucky food. I was hungry, and the good stuff just didn't seem to be showing up. But I still won't eat much of it, just enough. Meiran says the better stuff is coming, but I don't think I believe her.

Time for another nap. There's this interesting blanket that used to live in the kitchen that lives in my room now. It's pretty soft, but I haven't decided if I like it.