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Lenin's Thoughts

New photo

I'm going to upload a new photo of me because I'm a big, big boy now. 5kg and counting. Poor old Cocoa s about 3.3-3.5kg.
They reckon I could get to 10kg.

it's been a while

Last time I updated, I had balls. I didn't even notice that they were gone so my family was relieved. Cocoa had tolerated me for a while, but cat fights were regular. She was attacked by another cat when we let her outised for a little while. There were a lot of gashes, and little blood pools around the bricks and wiped across the door. Poor thing.

She took a while to recover because the gashes were even worse than the vet thought they were. The result is that she now has a real fear of other cats, especially those bigger than her (pretty much all other cats) and the fighting has been a bit too fierce at times for my liking. I really want to be her friend but she hates my guts. It's been better in the past few days but we won't get our hopes up too much.

I was moved into the laundry last week because it was too unhygenic in the bathroom. I'm much happier in the laundry because it's larger and more interesting. My mummy wishes I could be let out free in the house at night but Cocoa will go mental. Because I'm half-feral, I STEAL FOOD. Cat or human, it doesn't matter. They think I look like I'm pregnant with 8 kittens. At least that's the only feralness about me; I've become quite docile and affectionate. Must be the Russian Blue in me.

Well, I've gotta go now, I think I smell food around. Oooh...last week my mummy threw up into the bathroom sink, and while she was still chucking, I managed to get in there and eat it! Yummy yummy in my tummy :)

2nd Vet visit

Today I had my booster vaccinations and I cried like a little girl. Poor little me. The vet kept kissing me though because I'm such a sweetie. Then when I got home I fell asleep cuddling my teddy, Trotsky, and afterwards they fed me milk with a baby's bottle. They're so lame.

Cocoa's tail is the most fun ever! It's just a pity that it's attached to Cocoa's hissing, biting face. Ah well.

Hmm. Ooh, on New Year's Day I scratched my owner's eyeball and she had to go to the emergancy department that night, and wear a pirate patch! It was pretty funny really. I'm hungry.