The Past Two Weeks

So two weeks ago Mom and Dad brought home this tiny little thing that made awful noises all the time. It smelled kind of funny too. They said that it was a kitten like I was once. I'm not so sure about that I don't remember being that small or that obnoxious. Mom and Dad spent a lot of time with the little thing so I just hid from them cause it was weird.

A few days later this other person called a landlord and his wife came over. I'm not so sure about the man they call "Dave" since he wants to be nice to me even though I don't want him to. His wife is okay though. I let her hold me and Mom and Dad were really surprised because I hardly let anyone hold me but Mom. However, Dad and this lady left and came back with two more little screaming "kittens." Mom and Dad decided to keep one of the other little "kittens" that they brought home. The lady and the landlord took the other little "kitten" home. It's been about two weeks since they brought the first one home. I'm still not sure what I think of them. They like to get close to me and play with my tail and clean my fur. Mom thinks it's cute that they like to clean me, but I find it annoying and kind of scary. I've never had any contact with any creature besides the type Mom and Dad are until they took me home. Now they want me to be social with other animals. They don't get mad though when I go and hide, they understand that a lady like myself will take a lot of time to get used to new things. I took to Mom immediately because she showed me more love than I've ever known, but I'm just now warming up to Dad.

Mom's been getting on me about eating better. Where I lived before I only ate dry food and I got used to it. When mom and dad got me they started giving me this stuff that was wet and tasted different. I found that I liked it, but I still liked the dry stuff better. Now that the "kittens" are here Mom's been trying to get me to eat this stuff called "raw." She says that it's real meat like I would eat if I were a wild cat (whatever that is). I think I kind of like it, but I'm not really sure how to eat it. I've never had to really chew anything before and don't know how to. Mom knows this so she cuts it into small pieces for me so I don't have to work so hard I give up. Yesterday they brought home this stuff called "ground turkey." Mom says it's not what I really should be eating since it won't clean my teeth but she's happy that I like it and she doesn't have to mix it with tuna juice to get me to eat it. She says that it's good for me. I do feel more energetic. I've been sleeping a little bit less and running around a little bit more. Mom says that even though I'm 7 years old I still have many fun energetic years ahead of me. I hope she's right cause I like this new feeling although I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. Last night while I was wide awake I decided to go chew on some of Mom's stuff on her desk. She didn't like that when she got in there this morning. She got mad because now she has to remake one of her necklaces for her business; but she wasn't too mad because she's too busy being happy that I have more energy.

Well that's all for now. I'm going to enjoy the quiet while the "kittens" are sleeping because when they wake up they'll start "screeching" again.

Daisy