August 13th 2011 7:31 pm
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I was tagged me in the Feistiness tag
1. Do you make demands of your human? (If you answered Yes, give yourself 1 point. 1 (For water in the sink)
2. If you make demands by doing any of the following, give yourself 1 point for each:
Persistent meowing 0
Smacky Paws 0
Relentless staring 1
Inappropriate behaviors (i.e., chewing on furniture, electrical cords, the oven) 0
3. If you make demands by doing any of the following, subtract 1 point:
Rubbing and purring on your human -1
4. If you let your humans rub your belly, subtract 2 points. o
5. If you let anyone kiss your belly, subtract 5 points 0
6. Are you Head of your Household (HOH)? (1 point if you consider yourself HOH 0
7. If you have kitty (or other animal) siblings, do you:
(Give yourself 1 point for each Yes)
Eat their food? 0
Demand that they groom you? 0
Chase them? 0
Stare at them relentlessly? 1
Stalk them? 0
Pounce on them? 0
Make them meow? 0
Steal their (well, *your*) toys? 0
Make them growl? 0
Make their ears go backwards? 0
Pretend to be grooming (or staring at the wall, ceiling, etc.) while actually stalking them? 0
8. Have you ever destroyed household items?
(1 point for each yes)
Clothing or shoes? 0
Kitty Toys? 1
9. Please list any other crazy things you do that are ridiculously feisty (1 point per).
1 Splash water out of the bathroom sink
1 Flop over, tempt Mom with my belly and then give her the bunny kicks of doom when she tries to pet my belly
Total Score (Place your score/name in your Diary Title):
total of 4 I am a Laidback Lovebug!
0-5 LAIDBACK LOVEBUG: You are a lovebug. You are sweet (and probably floofy) and you go with the flow. Nothing *really* bothers you and you like everybody. You don’t even mind having a feisty sibling! You are a laidback lovebug!
6-15 COOL CAT: You are one cool cat. Smooth with a touch of mischief. You’ve got a bit of feisty in you and a bit of lovebug. Balance is good; you know how to have a good time by chasing and pouncing AND you know how to have a good time by being a mellow kitty and just hanging out. You are a cool cat!
16+ CRAZY FEISTY: You are a nut. A cheeky little monkey! Crazy, feisty, the talk of the town! Chasing kitty sisters, demanding your human feed you NOW, eating your mom’s favorite pair of shoes, turning on the oven with your freakishly strong teeth just because you can! The world is your playground and you’ll try anything once (or twice). If your human can handle the shenanigans of a CRAZY FEISTY kitty cat, all is good! If your human cannot handle the shenanigans, wait until she leaves for work to get crazy and then blame it on your sistercat when your human comes home! You are crazy feisty (and a whole lot of mischievous fun!)!
Any kitty that wants to play is invited! Feel free to tag friends to find out just how feisty your friends are!
September 14th 2011 8:11 pm
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Just a quick note to say that I had my annual vet visit today. I got my exam, no thermometer, thank heavens! I also got my shots, a clean bill of health and the go ahead to set sail on the Blood Thirsty Princess! Look out boys; we are going to get thar first! The treasure shall be ours!
February 28th 2012 7:35 pm
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You may have read my brother Ivan's diary today. He was really sick this morning and Mom had to take him to see the doctor. He made quite a few messes around the house, Mom couldn't even keep up with him. Finally she locked him in the bathroom till she could get the bathroom carpets washed and get herself a shower and take him to the Vet. Mom can only say "what a cr**py way to start the day".
The day sure is ending a lot better than it started. Ivan took his meds and is feeling much better. He is eating and drinking and everything is staying where it should be. He is alert and active, as if this morning never even happened.
I also learned that I was named a Dreamette. I received a rose and a beautiful picture that I posted on my page. I am so honored to be named a Dreamette. What a beautiful group of girls. They are pretty, yes, but they are beautiful on the inside too! I am honored to be counted among them.
Love to you all. Enjoy that extra day we have coming up!
March 2nd 2012 1:49 pm
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It was sort of an accident. Sort of.....She was trying to get me in the carrier. It was my turn to go to the vet for an my checkup and shots. Me and Rusty had a 10AM appointment. Somehow my back foot caught Mom and scratched her from her nose right down over her lip. I knew it was bad....I hid under the bed.....Mom ran to the bathroom because it was bleeding fiercely. She wound up taking Rusty and Skylar to the vet. Those goofballs will walk right in the carriers! Sorry Mom!
March 7th 2012 7:25 pm
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Wake me up....I must be dreaming. Somebody pinch me....did they really call my name?
I was awarded Diary of the Day today - for giving Mom the smackey paw none the less.
Last week I was named a Dreamette and now this! A girl could get used to this attention all the time. Did you hear that Mom......attention.....get me my red ball!
Concats to my accomplices today. Milo, Callie, Isabelle Faith and Stinkers Finn Franscis were Diary Picks today too. It it great being on the same page with you. I sure am in good company!
Thank you all for the comments, pawmails, presents and pictures. Having you here with me, celebrating, is what makes the day most special!
March 25th 2012 8:19 pm
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I got tagged by Zachery to write about my first happy memories. Let's see, I was born in the yard and I was one of 6. I was the only calico in the litter and so I stood out from the rest. Mom saw me and it was love at first sight, At least from her end! I was not too sure.
My first really good memory was the first time I snuggled with Mommy and sucked on her earlobe. I was warm and secure and just felt safe and loved. Every once in a while, I will still try this!
My second memory is meeting Skylar for the first time. He is only about 6 months older than I am, but he was such a good big brother. He was never rough with me and would let me play with his tail for hours on end without ever getting annoyed. He still is a very good to me.
My third memory was when I was finally able to reach the bathroom sink by myself. I love to lay in the sink and to drink from the faucet. I was so proud, that day when I was finally able to reach it myself.
I'm going to add a fourth memory. (Because calicos are noted for being quirky!) My very first toy was a little red ball. I loved it better than any other toy. I still have it and love to carry it around the house. You can see my in one of my pictures with it in my mouth in the kitchen.
Who's next? How about Annie, Spooky and my sis, Mrs Murphy
October 17th 2012 6:36 am
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Yep, as Zachary says, they let me get thrown under the bus. And out of nine cats in this family, none came to my rescue. On Monday night there was a round-up, carriers were stuffed with kitties, and the backseat of the car was filled with cats. It was time for a trip to the Vet.
I got out of it last year, by giving Mom a big scratch from her nose down to her lip while we were struggling to get in the carrier.So this year I was due for 2 shots plus my exam. I hated traveling in the car, I meowed the whole four blocks to the vet. I was scared to the point of panting by being on that cold table. I was nice to the doctor, because she was sweet and said I was pretty and loved my coat. So I didn't even hiss when she gave me my shots.
It was only supposed to be me and Murphy going on Monday night but Rusty has something funky going on with his eye (he will write about it in his diary). When Mom called to ask if she could bring him instead of one of us, they said we could just bring all three of us. What a circus that was! Murphy will write about her visit too.
By the way, I am now a shapely lady cat that weighs 11 lbs. My teeth are good and everything else seems just fine too. Hope I don't have to go back there till next year!
November 28th 2012 2:50 pm
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So last night Mom went to the grocery store. She got us some food, she got some human food including a rotisserie chicken (which I hope we will see more of tonight), and some other stuff like tissues and cleaners, etc. She was unpacking the bags and she set one down at the bottom of the steps to be carried upstairs. It had tissues, tp, toothpaste, deoderant, and a brand new shower scrunchie in it.
Two guesses as to what was ruined in all of 5 minutes and who did this atrocious act. What do you think?
One clue, I watched it happen from high in my perch in the other room and Murphy was in her room. So, neither of us is guilty...that leaves 7 other hoodlums!
Another clue....Mom came in and found the mess and said "I can't believe this...look at this....I just got this....see, we can't ever have anything nice".....and mom was told to "chill out, we have others and it was only .99C"
By then end she was laughing, but she really was annoyed. Do you guys ever destroy nice things?
January 23rd 2013 7:50 pm
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I can't believe it. It has been missing since early Sunday morning (like 2AM early). One minute I was playing with and the next it was gone. I only play with it in the front bedroom and usually I am supervised so that no one else steals it. Mom-Mom was watching me play, she turned her back to do something and the ball was gone. There were no other cats in the room with me.
The humans have been searching all week with flashlights, moving shoes, looking under the bed and dressers, nightstands, etc. I am so sad that they can't find it. It is my very favorite toy. I even have a picture of me carrying it on my page. I have had it since I was just a kitten.
Every night I look at Mom, playtime? And we can't because my ball is missing. I only want my red ball! If you see it anywhere, please send it back to me!
February 20th 2013 7:09 am
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It was gone almost a month. I looked for it every night. I was sad. I got a beautiful catnip heart from Zach and that helped me, but still I would think about my red ball.
Then, on Saturday, Mom was putting on her sneakers and said, "hey, what's in here?" There is was! My Red Ball!
Now this is where it gets mysterious.... those sneakers have been worn since my ball was missing. So where was the ball all this time? Who was playing a trick on me? If I find out which one of of my misfit brothers or sisters hid my ball from me, there is going to be unforgettable smackey paw! You have been warned!