http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories Catster diary for the cat Sebastian en Copyright 2009 by Sebastian & Catster Fri, 27 Nov 2009 14:49:06 PST Catster Pet-o-matic Gennie - http://www.catster.com 360 http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/633610 Fri, 6 Nov 2009 19:31:01 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/633610 I knew Mama has not taken my diary duties seriously but goodness... have I been away from it this lo ... crash very early Thursday morning (Mama says 3 am is not the proper time to get up and do things, especially feed a cat, but eesh...) that woke up Mama and made her fly out of bed, yell "what the bleep did you do Sab!" and turn on the light to find out that "someone" had toppled over the pregnant guinea pig mamas' cage and she got out and was so scared. Mama had a hard time to catch her and was so worried about her getting hurt or hurting her babies. She says it was a good thing she didn't know which of us did it, but just the same, guess who got shoved in the pet carrier with a hissing Mackenzie and made to miss breakfast by 3 hours because there was no cat around to wake Mama up at 5 am? And did I also mention that my auntie Lisa had her baby last month? Thank cat he lives with her in Michigan so I don't have to worry about Mama being gone to visit him. Mama calls him the "first nephew" and really wants to meet him. Last time Mama went to see auntie Lisa, she left me home for over a week without her! I hope she doesn't plan on doing that again!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/622579 Mon, 21 Sep 2009 10:17:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/622579 Wowsers I can't believe all that time has gone by since I wrote in my diary. We've been busy around ... Mama brought home more fosters! I thought we'd had this talk and she wasn't going to do that anymore, but I am relieved to tell you that she didn't bring home rabbits. This time she brought home two special hamsters who are not available to be adopted and its getting crowded at the shelter. I couldn't have asked for more entertainment. The hamsters are in these glass things Mama calls "tanks" and "aquariums" and they spend lots of time in the darkness running on their wheels, making noises with them, and digging and digging and digging to get out. Mama calls them Melody and Harmony, and I wish I had been the cat to give them a "love pat" when Mama took them out for their foster book pictures. Mama set their tanks on the floor between the glider chair and the Table I use to scratch my nails; its also the table that our hamster, Reese, lives on. I can't see Reese most of the time, but I can see these hamsters and I'm telling you, they are most fun to watch. Up and down, around and around, here and there, climbing and falling... that black hamster, Melody, is determined to get out and I just sit there and watch. Oh what fun! Mama says I can't touch so I just sit and wait. Eventually, Melody will figure out how to get out! Today, though, I've got more important things to do. Mama's home not feeling good, and she decided to stay in bed with a book. I have been following her around to the bathroom, the kitchen, the bed, and all around again. We've had a great morning hanging out together and Mama is now feeling better; I'm so happy! I can take my afternoon nap without worry.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/616388 Mon, 24 Aug 2009 08:52:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/616388 I'm telling you, it was a very scary Friday we had. Mama had been keeping an eye on the TV, watch ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/616387 Mon, 24 Aug 2009 08:41:23 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/616387 I'm sure you'll forgive me for being so quiet, even if the best thing in the world has happened to m ... best thing in the world has happened to me: the bunnies are gone! I had another coughing spell almost two weeks ago and that's when Mama said "OK, Sab", and she took Ringo and Shortie back to the shelter as soon as a cage opened up. We're free! All this space is MINE again! My new favorite spot to sprawl out is behind the glider, in front of the closet door. That's where the rabbits used to play, but not anymore! No more hay all over the floor! No more bunny fuzz flying through the air! No more bunny tantrums! Best of all, my mama isn't spending her time working with bunnies; she's got time for ME! It's been so nice. Mama's had more time to pet me and rub my chin and behind my ears and hold me and kiss me and hug me and talk to me and we aren't interrupted by rabbits. Well, its been nice when she's been home, that is. There are babies in the wind again, and Mama's all goo-goo-gaa-gaa over new baby nieces and nephews and helping out Auntie Becky, who's having her baby tomorrow. Mama was supposed to go to Michigan to visit dog cousin Zeus and his family, but with Auntie Becky needing help, she stayed home and helped out there. It's okay; as long as there are no bunnies here, I am loving life again!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/612167 Fri, 7 Aug 2009 18:32:31 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/612167 Do I really dare to hope? On Wednesday, Mama laid down for a nap. I curled up next to her. She ... put me in the carrier & closed the door! Oh how I hate that! It only means one thing: road trip to the vet clinic! Sure enough... Mama took me to see Dr. David. He's been my doc since my very first appointment and he gave me my very furst shots. We go back a long way, and he said I was looking really good for my age and I keep my coat looking swell. Mama wanted to talk to him about my asthma. He took a listen to me growling at him --- er I mean my breathing and my heart --- and the good news is that everything is "dry" and "clear" and my heart sounds normal. My lungs sound normal; he doesn't see a need to put me on medicine yet! Then they started talking about things that might make me choke and wheeze. Dr. David asked about how clean Mama keeps things; she could do better, but I will admit she does a good job keeping away the dust bunnies and other stuff. He asked about the other animals that live with me. As soon as Mama said "foster rabbits", Dr. David said ah ha! Can you keep the rabbits in another room away from him? I don't think I've ever heard more beautiful words. Keeping the rabbits away from me? Mama says that's not possible in our small space, but the rabbits aren't new to the environment, though its shedding time for them. (Man you should SEE the fluff in their corner!) Dr. David said that it is possible that I have developed an allergy to them, over time, and that Mama should consider either moving them to a separate spot or removing them altogether. Dr. David is my hero! Will Mama really pay attention to what he said? Mama noted that I have a habit of hiding things and then pulling them out. I've been doing a lot of hunting lately and digging out toys that are full of... well, fur, what else? Mama is certain that one attack was triggered by the dusty Rosie Rat that I found. So for now, no new medication for me, and no new course of treatment. Mama's going to still give me prednisone if I have a spell, and keep Dr. David's office up to date on how I'm doing. All I want to know is this: when are Shortie and Ringo leaving?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/611141 Mon, 3 Aug 2009 19:19:21 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/611141 Mama tells me that Auntie Julia and Lucy are coming over tomorrow so they can go shopping for the bi ... she wants to give me a carrot. I want everyone to get this strait: I DO NOT EAT CARROTS! NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL! Mama says to not worry my brilliant orange head because she will make sure that Lucy gives the carrots to the rabbits and not me. She says that Lucy might think I like carrots because I am orange and carrots are orange and Lucy is only 2 years old and she loves me and she loves carrots and she loves to come here and visit "Bastian and Kenzie and Elmo" and the bunnies. (I just met this Elmo fella the last time Lucy was here. He's this red stuffed character that Mama's had on her shelf, way up high, forever, but she though that Lucy would love him, and sure enough, she did. Elmo's a quite fellow.) I'm not so sure about this. Little kids are very smart. Maybe Lucy knows something I don't, like I've been hanging out with bunnies for so long that I'm starting to turn into one? All I know is this: I don't do carrots!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/610707 Sun, 2 Aug 2009 03:10:43 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/610707 Sab's Mama here; I can't believe it. It's been 1o years since I made arrangements with my friend ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/608689 Sun, 26 Jul 2009 03:58:18 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/608689 Yesterday, Mama went on a special trip to meet Morgan's mom so she could adopt a couple of the many ... Andre's mama, who had found a couple baby bunnies who were in a nest that was filling with water because of some bad rain they had. Andre's mama didn't know what to do with them, and she hoped my mama might be able to help. Ugh, Mama put on her "saving the bunny world" (which always gets me in trouble) and they talked a little while and she helped Andre's mom find some people she could talk to that should be able to help her. I'm glad Andre lives too far away or I wouldn't have put it past Mama to bring those bunnies home too! So Mama wakes up this morning and she tells me about this dream that she had. She says that she opened the cupboard under the kitchen sink and realized that she'd forgotten about the two foster rabbits that she was keeping under there in a hamster aquarium! (Note from Mama: a rabbit cage should never be an aquarium.) Mama says one of the baby bunnies looked like Smudge and the other looked like Marty, who were two of our long ago foster bunnies. Mama says that in her dream, she hadn't fed them in over a week but that they looked OK and when she let them out of the tank, they started bullying Shortie and Ringo, our current foster bunnies, and trying to bite them to get at their food! Mama says that she couldn't feed them fast enough and that they ate all the rabbit food and the guinea pig food and then they wouldn't go into the regular cage that Mama made for them and when she went back to put them in the pen, there were two more baby rabbits! I don't know about you, but that sounds like a nightmare to me. Four more bunnies in this apartment? I would have to beat Mama up if she did that to me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/607972 Thu, 23 Jul 2009 02:24:49 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/607972 The ones I have don't work well. I hate having to gasp for air and choke and all of that. I also h ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/607885 Wed, 22 Jul 2009 17:13:19 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/607885 No I can't believe we all forgot: last Wednesday, July 15, was our third anniversary of finding Cat ... last Wednesday, July 15, was our third anniversary of finding Catster and making ourselves at home here! I can't really blame Mama for forgetting; I was very busy last week soaking up the warm beams of the sun that finally showed up for summer. That sun has been hiding most of the time so when it shows up I've got to take advantage of every precious moment! Mama's been busy... I dunno... doing whatever it is that mamas do. I do know that she's on baby watch right now, because Auntie Becky is almost ready to have her baby and she's not been feeling well. Mama's been keeping her schedule open "just in case" and all that stuff, but she's been home, too. Mama also pulled her shoulders again so she's been trying not to pull or lift too much. She says that Kenzie and I fall in that category because we are "overweight". Ugh does she have to remind me? I don't tell her about how plump she is! I also had an asthma attack this evening after supper. It disturbed my nap in the chicken box; how rude was that, I ask? Mama gets all worried about me and trust me, it is a scary thing when you feel like you can't catch your breath, but it was gone as soon as I noticed it, so I went back to sleep. The fact that it happened while I was napping has Mama worried. I say "its time to meow and howl" to belatedly celebrate my arrival to Catster! I'm telling you, this place hasn't been the same since I showed up! MOL]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/605935 Thu, 16 Jul 2009 06:22:02 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/605935 Hey - its totally not fair that some boo-hoo humans thought they could do "research" to figure out w ... our high pitched meow on them. I had to MOL when Mama read it to me because this article says that we "control" the humans that way. Ha! Only in my dreams! Mama is totally not captivated by that spell. When I use that meow at her for breakfast, I get shoved off the bed. If I keep at it and Mama thinks I'm "early", she'll lock me in the pet carrier! But I also use that meow when I'm playing and I want Mama to join me. She doesn't come see me all the time, but she will talk to me when I'm carrying my toys around and using my shrill meow. Mama says I'm very demanding of her attention in the evening but I have a very good clock because I do it every evening after 8 - so she says. I'm telling you, humans think they are so smart because they figure this stuff out. As if! We cats have known this all along; what took the humans so long to figure it out?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/604818 Sun, 12 Jul 2009 14:53:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/604818 Today Mama went somewhere and she didn't take her car; can you imagine? I waited for her in the win ... Lucy over to visit us, Lucy hasn't stopped talking about me. Lucy calls me "Bastian", she says, and loves to look at Mama's phone with no cord because Mama has a picture of me taking a nap in her no-cord phone. Mama says that they went to see family today and all Lucy wanted to do was "see Bastian in the phone" and "see Bastian sleeeeeeeeeeeeeping". So when she got home, Mama says she was showing Lucy where I was in the window and Lucy was very excited to see me! I have a human fan club too; isn't that cool? I love to sleep, Lucy; Mama says you don't like to nap. We need to talk about this!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/600915 Sun, 28 Jun 2009 17:25:38 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/600915 This is weekend one of the two weekends in the year that I just hate: Mama goes to camp. Usually sh ... she packed her bag and her pillows and she went overnight! Her furiend Paul came to feed us supper and then yesterday breakfast but its jut not the same, especially since he was on his way to Camp, too. So I did my very best to make it hard for Mama to pack. I tossed all her stuff off the bed. I batted her purse phone under the foot stool so she couldn't find it and then she couldn't go. Since that didn't work and she left, I hung out and actually got some sun! Mama says its rained all up 3 days this month and we've had over 7 inches of rain, so having the sun come out yesterday was a really big deal! Oooooooooooooooooh it felt so good that I didn't even try to sneak onto Catster. This morning I helped Mama turn on the computer and the news was so cool and so sad all at the same time. I am a diary pick today; thank you Diary Gal! But also in the pmail was the terrible news that my furiend Peaches' family had a terrible loss yesterday. Her sisfur, Lucky, got sick and died very suddenly yesterday. She was only 6. Poor Lucky's mama; dog Tasha died just a couple weeks ago. Lucky and sister Squirrel were such a comedic duo; their mama was also catching their silliness on video and entertaining all of us cats with their silliness. I just feel so sad for Squirrel, Lobo, and their mama right now. Oh how their hearts much hurt so much! So I'm using my platform as a diary pick of the day to ask all of you to purr for my furiends. They need all the Catster love they can to help them through this terrible time. Our world-famous Mr. D let me know about a candle link for Lucky. Please stop by if you have time.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/599384 Tue, 23 Jun 2009 07:58:31 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/599384 I was so busy yesterday that I never got to my diary. Here's what happened! Mama is silly. She' ... now she's got orange colors! Mama is very fussy about her colors, too. She took out a few bottles of hairball orange looking paint (cough up hairball orange b/c its not my color orange, ahem!) that was so bright you needed dark shades on your eyes to see it. Last week she finally came home with a Sab-color orange! Mama didn't want the hairball orange colors so she put them aside. Then Mama forgot she put them aside. She left them on the footstool at the bottom of her bed. Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet! Oh my goodness you've never had so much fun with hairball gagging orange! The bottle falls and goes "tink" and then when you hit it, it rolls around on the floor! I had so much fun with that bottle orange toe paint yesterday. Then Mama came home from the shelter and I didn't even hear her - can you imagine? I wasn't even waiting in the window for her b/c I was so in love with the hairball orange toe paint! Mama caught me rolling it on the floor. Uh oh. Mama says "the last time you played with toe paint, Sab, you bounced it off a rock and we've still got pink toe paint on the carpet!" So I lost my new toy. *pout* But I can't pout for long, because Mama brought home pawsome news from the shelter: Ringo and Shortie's days here are almost over! They were able to finally sleep together in a cage and not fight and now that they do, they can go back to the shelter! Mama says she's not exactly sure when, but hopefully within the week. Since Mama is planning on taking a trip later this summer (I didn't hear her say that!), she's not bringing home any new fosters for a while. I can't imagine it - no more foster bunnies taking up space in my sun spots? No more hay all over the floor? No more bunny tantrums? I can't believe it!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/598385 Fri, 19 Jun 2009 19:15:33 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/598385 Mama's had a tough week. She's been sick and not sick with super bad headaches she calls migraines ... migraines and they've never been this bad before. My poor mama; even my meowing to help her feel better is making her really sick! So I've been busy being Dr. Sab, laying next to Mama, moving when she needs to run to the kitchen or bathroom or just sit up, and trying to kpee the house functioning. Mama says I'd be most helpful if I'd learn to cook and wash dishes. Off to take care of Mama!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/596660 Sun, 14 Jun 2009 19:27:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/596660 Look what Calvin wrote about in his diary yesterday! He's talking about a silly boy! ... He's talking about a silly boy!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/595671 Thu, 11 Jun 2009 07:31:35 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/595671 I'm telling you this week is like the bestest birthday for a forever week! I'm so excited that I'm ... eating Moose's sparkly ball and growing fur back on his belly, so he snuck in later with a star to wish me happy birthday. I also got a birthday star from my furiend Sebastian aka Spaz; it was such a lovely surprise! Because I turned 10, I am now old enough to officially join the pawsome group "Olde Furts", which didn't make Mackenzie happy. That came with a special heart and new furiend requests! Oh it is so cool to feel loved! Then Mama checks her paw mail when she gets up to feed us (I know, get her priorities straight: food before mail!) and tells me "Sab, you're a diary pick today! See, I told you that saying thank you is important." I was so excited that I inhaled my breakfast! Mama laughed and said "I don't think you've ever eaten your breakfast that fast, Baby Boy!" After that, I curled up next to Mama while she snoozed some more, and when we got back up, we see that I have concat messages from the pawsome duo of Buddie and Hazel Lucy, as well as rosettes from Callie Rose & Miss Goldie, The Texas Wild Bunch, and Sparkman! I also got a delish shrimp from Lancelot that is a combo diary congrats/belated birthday wish. It feels sooooooooooo good to be so loved, furiends! Today Mama tells me she's got lots of work to do for the animal shelter's first annual Pignic this weekend and says come one, come all because she's not making a salad for 75 people and letting it go to waste! Oiy can you imagine all those carrots and lettuce and tomatoes and bunny food???? Mama's going to be gone all day on Sunday (another reason to be annoyed b/c I don't get a Catster birthday pawty because of the stinkin' pignic!) but its raising money for the small animal medical fund that helps out our foster bunnies like Chocolate. It was because of Chocolate getting sick at the same time another rabbit broke her leg that made this Pignic happen, Mama says. Mama! Its my diary and I'm diary pick so no talking about bunnies and guinea pigs! If they want to know about the pignic they can read her Tweety stuff on my page! Ahem. Pawrents. Can't live with them; can't live without them!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/595030 Mon, 8 Jun 2009 18:40:18 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/595030 Oh my cats – where do I start? I forget that I am so loved and apurrciated and then I get all these ... Mama gave me non-kidney wet food for supper with a scoop of ice cream on top! Even Mackenzie got to have some. Oh my – it was so heavenly. I slurped that ice cream so hard that I got some on my nose and head! Mama helped wipe it off, but after I polished off my bowl I went to the bed to do a much more thorough cleaning. Oooooooooooooh that ice cream was good! Mama did give me plenty of hugs and kisses this morning. She has kept me so spoiled! My Catster family has kept me spoiled too! Have you seen the top of my page? Look at all the rosettes and gifts that showed up today! Do I dare to even name them all? First of all, I got messages from Squirrel and her family, which was very, very sweet of them. They are mourning the passing of doggie sister Tasha on Saturday, which I didn’t know about until today. Squirrel’s doggie brother is so sad and their mama is sad, too, but they took time to wish me happy thoughts. That was so sweet of them to remember me! I also got messages from another birthday girl, Keisha, who turns 6 today. You’ve gotta stop by Keisah’s page and see how pretty her birthday look is! OWP and Jas also sent me notes. Thanks, buds! Today is such a grand day because I have so many furiends who celebrate with me! Along with Keisha, my very bestie and fellow Mousecateer, Jason Hopper, celebrates his birthday today but he’s such a sly fellow that he won’t even tell his dad how old he is! Then my little buddy, Bastian, turns 3 today! I can’t believe it! When I met Bastian, when I first got to Catster and he did too, Bassy was just a wee kitten. I can’t believe how old he is now MOL. Then there’s Heckyl and Jeckyl, who are furiends to both Kenzie and I, and they turn 5 today. Do me a favor and take a moment to say happy birthday to all of them, too! I got “concats” from the Birthday & Gottcha Club, and the “I Knead You” group, and naturally, my Silly Sab group. My besties, Jas and OWP, sent me cards in the human mail. How cool is that? I got a star from Andre & his family; a diamond from Onyx and her family; and a world from Mathis de Meowler and his family. Way cool – birthday greetings to stay on my page forever! The rosettes came from Callie Rose, Miss Goldie, and their family; Sock; Jasper, my American Canadian pal, Margo, R.K.N,, Keisha, Felix, Oly, and the Texas Wild Bunch. Then the pile of special gifts that I got included a BBQ grill from the other Mousecateer, Chumley, who suggested that we grill some salmon, steaks, and chicks, but I’d like to add rabbit burgers to that list, Chumley, and throw a big pawty! Pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin… but that just adds to the fun of getting cupcakes and hats and other gifts from Abbey, Chloe, Jas, Heckyl & Jeckyl, Oliver Winston Parsons, Alfie, Jersey Ashley, Morris, Pumpkin Puss, and Bastian. And the best one of all? My favorite – I must confess, I do have a favorite. It’s the trophy that Calvin gave me because I have been chosen as he Pal of the Week! Can you believe it? Mama was just as surprised as me. However, being a fellow kneader and a brilliant orange, Calvin and I have plenty of things in common, especially because we both have sisters who think they are divas and that their litter boxes don’t, who are furiends to both Kenzie and I, and they turn 5 today. Do me a favor and take a moment to say happy birthday to all of them, too! I got “concats” from the Birthday & Gottcha Club, and the “I Knead You” group, and naturally, my Silly Sab group. My besties, Jas and OWP, sent me cards in the human mail. How cool is that? I got a star from Andre & his family; a diamond from Onyx and her family; and a world from Mathis de Meowler and his family. Way cool – birthday greetings to stay on my page forever! The rosettes came from Callie Rose, Miss Goldie, and their family; Sock; Jasper, my American Canadian pal, Margo, R.K.N,, Keisha, Felix, Oly, and the Texas Wild Bunch. Then the pile of special gifts that I got included a BBQ grill from the other Mousecateer, Chumley, who suggested that we grill some salmon, steaks, and chicks, but I’d like to add rabbit burgers to that list, Chumley, and throw a big pawty! Pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin… but that just adds to the fun of getting cupcakes and hats and other gifts from Abbey, Chloe, Jas, Heckyl & Jeckyl, Oliver Winston Parsons, Alfie, Jersey Ashley, Morris, Pumpkin Puss, and Bastian. And the best one of all? My favorite – I must confess, I do have a favorite. It’s the trophy that Calvin gave me because I have been chosen as he Pal of the Week! Can you believe it? Mama was just as surprised as me. However, being a fellow kneader and a brilliant orange, Calvin and I have plenty of things in common, especially because we both have sisters who think they are divas and that their litter boxes don’t, who are furiends to both Kenzie and I, and they turn 5 today. Do me a favor and take a moment to say happy birthday to all of them, too! I got “concats” from the Birthday & Gottcha Club, and the “I Knead You” group, and naturally, my Silly Sab group. My besties, Jas and OWP, sent me cards in the human mail. How cool is that? I got a star from Andre & his family; a diamond from Onyx and her family; and a world from Mathis de Meowler and his family. Way cool – birthday greetings to stay on my page forever! The rosettes came from Callie Rose, Miss Goldie, and their family; Sock; Jasper, my American Canadian pal, Margo, R.K.N,, Keisha, Felix, Oly, and the Texas Wild Bunch. Then the pile of special gifts that I got included a BBQ grill from the other Mousecateer, Chumley, who suggested that we grill some salmon, steaks, and chicks, but I’d like to add rabbit burgers to that list, Chumley, and throw a big pawty! Pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin… but that just adds to the fun of getting cupcakes and hats and other gifts from Abbey, Chloe, Jas, Heckyl & Jeckyl, Oliver Winston Parsons, Alfie, Jersey Ashley, Morris, Pumpkin Puss, and Bastian. And the best one of all? My favorite – I must confess, I do have a favorite. It’s the trophy that Calvin gave me because I have been chosen as he Pal of the Week! Can you believe it? Mama was just as surprised as me. However, being a fellow kneader and a brilliant orange, Calvin and I have plenty of things in common, especially because we both have sisters who think they are divas and that their litter boxes don’t, who are furiends to both Kenzie and I, and they turn 5 today. Do me a favor and take a moment to say happy birthday to all of them, too! I got “concats” from the Birthday & Gottcha Club, and the “I Knead You” group, and naturally, my Silly Sab group. My besties, Jas and OWP, sent me cards in the human mail. How cool is that? I got a star from Andre & his family; a diamond from Onyx and her family; and a world from Mathis de Meowler and his family. Way cool – birthday greetings to stay on my page forever! The rosettes came from Callie Rose, Miss Goldie, and their family; Sock; Jasper, my American Canadian pal, Margo, R.K.N,, Keisha, Felix, Oly, and the Texas Wild Bunch. Then the pile of special gifts that I got included a BBQ grill from the other Mousecateer, Chumley, who suggested that we grill some salmon, steaks, and chicks, but I’d like to add rabbit burgers to that list, Chumley, and throw a big pawty! Pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin… but that just adds to the fun of getting cupcakes and hats and other gifts from Abbey, Chloe, Jas, Heckyl & Jeckyl, Oliver Winston Parsons, Alfie, Jersey Ashley, Morris, Pumpkin Puss, and Bastian. And the best one of all? My favorite – I must confess, I do have a favorite. It’s the trophy that Calvin gave me because I have been chosen as he Pal of the Week! Can you believe it? Mama was just as surprised as me. However, being a fellow kneader and a brilliant orange, Calvin and I have plenty of things in common, especially because we both have sisters who think they are divas and that their litter boxes don’t smell! I tell ya, we need to rid the world of sisters, Calvin! Thanks to all you cats and your humans for such a great day! Check out my new photos of my birthday pawty!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/594741 Sun, 7 Jun 2009 19:43:32 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/594741 This morning I had fun with Mama and she didn't even know it! She got up and had some things to d ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/181518 Sun, 7 Jun 2009 19:22:34 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/181518 In honor of his 10th birthday, I'm moving this post so everyone can read how special he is to me! ~M ... In honor of his 10th birthday, I'm moving this post so everyone can read how special he is to me! ~Mama Baby Boy, you are so full of life, vim and vinegar! You are a precious gift from Jesus - I couldn't have asked for a cat more entertaining than you. I know you know the story; can I tell it again? When Mama moved out on her own, she went from a house of 6 people and 4 animals to just her. A couple nights after she moved to her first apartment, she had a dream that Jesus came down from Heaven and put an orange tabby kitten in her arms. Jesus told her that your name was Sebastian and that she was chosen to take care of you. But when she went to the shelter to find you, she found Mackenzie instead. And while I love Mackenzie, she couldn't take your place! You finally came to me via a childhood friend, whose two "female" cats, Honey and Elmo, had kittens together. She knew I'd always wanted an orange tiger, so she pleaded with me to take you before her husband made good on his threat to toss you on the side of the road. Do you remember that? You were just 8 weeks old then, and so tiny. You fit right in the window sill. Maybe that's why the window is one of your favorite places to hang out. You seem to go from one trouble spot to another, in relatively short order, but I love that about you, even when I scold you. I love how you carry your feather stick or Rosie Rat around, howling like you're dying, then drop them at my feet and look at me with that mournful look of yours, as if to say, "you aren't really going to say no, are you?" Your face is so expressive. I love your wild, intense, playful look - the one you give when you've focused all your attention on play. It's as if if I look close enough in your eyes, I can see the wheels of your mind moving! I know you love it when I say goodnight to you. I do this just because I need to make sure I see you and know that you haven't gotten stuck somewhere. (Remember getting stuck in the shower stall for 17 hours while I worked a double shift? Or left out in the hallway all night because you snuck between my legs at the last minute? I just don't dare leave or go to sleep unless I know where you are!) Within five minutes of turning out the lights at night, you begin to call out from the kitchen, so I meow back to you. I hope I don't mess up the translation, but you never seem to mind, or is that the reason you come to the bed and check on me? You can be aloof about attention, but you never seem to mind running up to the bed and laying at my feet, making sure you can touch me with your body. I don't need a dog; I have you to play fetch with. How nice of Memere and Pupah to come back from Canada with the little maple bear that you claimed as yours! You still drop it on me during the night and I just throw it, not thinking fast enough that all you want to do is play the fetch game. It makes me feel so good to see you in the window, waiting for me to come home. You are so cute when you press your head into the window and call out to me; you make me the envy of the neighborhood! I am especially proud of you when you start your welcome home greetings of waving a paw at me before I even put the car in my parking spot and turn it off. You are such a smart boy! I also feel blessed when you meet me at the door, giving hellos and begging for food and attention. I cannot feel bad about being the only human in the house when I have such a devoted boy... even if you are situational about being devoted! I love you to pieces, my Sab! The world is a brighter & happier place because we were blessed with you.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/593835 Thu, 4 Jun 2009 10:47:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/593835 I so love this holiday - what a great way to guilt the humans into giving us more attention! It's ... Hug Your Cat Day and when Mama first told me about it, I had to meow out loud at the funniness of it all. Seriously - aren't humans supposed to hug their cats every day, whenever the cat demands it? Then I realized how brilliant the idea is. We cats have a very special day for our humans to stop and pay special homage to us. Mama did her part to recognize the holiday by ignoring our regular breakfast time and then picking us up to give us hugs and kisses before she fed us! Normally I don't mind being held, but hugs and kisses have their place! I am also thinking its funny because Mama is taking Bijou, our black and white guinea pig brother, to see. Dr. Shawn this afternoon. Mama says she doesn't think there's anything wrong; he's just going for his annual check up. Better him than me! In other purfect news, Sparkman is home again and sporting another very expensive belly trim. Hurray!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/593255 Tue, 2 Jun 2009 09:40:35 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/593255 I catnot believe this, dear readers. My bestie, Sparkman, definitely is part goat. Last winter ... Sparkman, definitely is part goat. Last winter he spent a lot of time at the vet because he was so sick and they found a piece of towel in his tummy. You'd think he would have learned his lesson. No, our brilliant Sparkman did not learn his lesson. This weekend his worried Daddy rushed him back to the vet and they had to cut his tummy open again and they found that Sparkman ate a sparkly toy ball that belongs to one of his brofurs. What are we gonna do with that Sparkman? I'm telling you, being born in a barn has really affected his mind! So please, dear readers, head over to Sparkman's page and share the love that you gave me when I was gagging and wheezing. I'm sure he needs it, and if his pawrents are like my mama when I get sick, they're gonna need the love, too. COME HOME SOON, SPUDMAN!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592332 Fri, 29 May 2009 19:37:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592332 First thing first: hide your asthma attack from mama. Make sure you don't purr around her b/c she ca ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592148 Fri, 29 May 2009 07:34:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592148 Mama here; Sab has prednisone to take if he has another attack. Since I didn't know if he had or ... but the pocket. I had to shove the pill down his throat, which he found totally unacceptable. Once he swallowed, he had another attack. He's now resting comfortably in a lumpy mess on the bed, but I've got a call out to Dr. David's office for further instructions. I feel so helpless watching his gasp for air.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592145 Fri, 29 May 2009 07:21:16 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592145 I dunno what's going on but the air is so heavy today. It got heavy last night, too. Mama is worri ... She took all my toys out of the living room! I wanted my crinkly toy from Ashley to be in the living room, so I put it in my mouth and wandered back to the room. I set it down and coughed. "Sab! I just put that away!" she says and picks it back up. I thought she was mad at me so I went behind the glider. That's when I realized the glider is in a different spot and Mama must be getting ready to clean the rabbits and guinea pigs. She turned on the cold air machine for me to make the air easier to breathe, even though she says its not hot outside. Then Mama took all the sheets off the bed and lumped them up. How can I rest and catch my breath that way? Mama put me on the bed and I saw a most wonderful thing: she made a spot for me to sleep! So I'm going to rest while she finishes all her cleaning. Right now I hear her in the bathroom so that must mean I'll have fresh litter when I have to go next!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592141 Thu, 28 May 2009 09:16:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/592141 Yup that's what I've been doing lately. I mean there was all the noise that Diesel's family (he's ... into my space uninvited!) made as they moved out, which was quite distressful. Then were was the big huge machines that put the black stuff on the road and smooth it out; they parked in front of our building and oh the noise! Then there was a police man out there with the bagger people with the flags and there was banging outside the bathroom window too and IT WAS ALL SO STRESSFUL! But its been raining the past couple of days and Mama's been curling up with me on the bed with her music, her phone, and a book, so all is well with my world. I will even forgive her for not getting up to clean my litter box yet!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/588780 Sat, 16 May 2009 19:26:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/588780 I am such a horrible BFF. That's what Mama says humans call their besties these days. My besti ... My bestie, Jason, was COTD yesterday and I didn't even mention it in my diary! How could I have been so busy yesterday that I didn't trumpet his good fortune and Catster's obvious great taste in cats? No worries; I did sing his praises in the groups and gave him a handsome party hat to wear, but still. There's no excuse for forgetting my best furiend, so I made him a banner and stuck it on my page. You were a terrific choice, Jas, and you were a pawsome COTD! In other news... that Mama of mine; what shall I ever do with her? If its not one thing, its something else going wrong. This morning she woke up and her eye was stiff, she said. It felt puffy. She couldn't see well. She went to look in the mirror (before giving me breakfast, I must add.. grrr...) and found that something called a pimp got stuck under her eye and swelled the entire thing up. I don't know what a pimp is, but it won't come off her face. Mama's been putting ice on it and funny smelling medicine on it. The good part to Mama having a pimp on her face is that she couldn't see to drive. No church or going to Memere's for lunch for Mama! Nope! Instead she turned on her music and rested with Kenzie and me. That makes up for yesterday, which I didn't mention, because I was too busy stalking the potting crock that was cooking the pot roasting in it. Oh you've never smelt anything so delicious in all your lives! Mama wouldn't give me one lick, either. Not only that, but when she was washing the pan, she nailed me with the sink spray! Now that I think about it... I think that pimp is God's way of paying Mama back for treating me so terrible yesterday! MOL]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/587661 Tue, 12 May 2009 19:24:32 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/587661 Mama says I don't need to be so busy, specially when she's got a head that feels like its the size o ... a living room. Mama says if I leave them there, then I shouldn't whine if Shortie or Ringo decide to snack on them. Mama usually talks to me when I'm chatting, but with her Texas-sized head, she says she's got no tolerance for me "howling like a banshee" and "waking up the neighbors". I happen to know that the neighbors are on vacation but once when I howled I could hear the nice lady's cat, named Diesel, howling back at me. That was soooooooooooooo fun! Mama says I need a new hobby. Since she's been spending a lot of time sleeping and laying in bed because her head hurts so much, I've decided that my new thing to do will be to snooze next to her; maybe I'll even knead her head so it doesn't hurt so much. Mama says "no, that won't work". Says that allergies don't work that way. Hey, I offered!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/587146 Mon, 11 May 2009 03:28:07 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/587146 Um, Sebastian? Purrs, Mama! You're awake! You gonna love me? Of course I'm going to love y ... Um, Sebastian? Purrs, Mama! You're awake! You gonna love me? Of course I'm going to love you, but what is this in your diary about Mama needing another human? Have you been talking to Memere? Um, well, ah, Mama, I was just thinking that two humans are better than one? Well, this is true, but you make Mama sound... desperate. Mama's fine just as she is. If Mama had a human in her life, that would mean less time for Sebastian. Besides, where would be put another human in here? *long pause* So you see, its like a human saying: be careful what you wish for; it might just come true. Gottcha, Mama. No more dreaming of more humans, especially for you! And Sab? Purrs, Mama! Next time, talk to me first. Not everything needs to go into your diary for everyone to read. What did you say Mama? You're going to pet my head? Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/586266 Thu, 7 May 2009 19:35:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/586266 I'm telling you its not a good idea to have a cat with too much time to think. My mind makes me thi ... Willow and she's a brilliant orange and white gal. I'm telling you, she is so silly lucky to choose such a swell dad. Know why? Because she got two of them! Can you imagine? TWO DADS! Mackenzie met Alex a while ago at her Furt group. He has two moms. How did he get so lucky? I've only got one mom. My besties, Oliver and Sparkman, have a mom and a dad. Uncle Tony comes over, and he's got Auntie Julia. So I have to wonder: how come I only have one mom? Why can't I have two moms, or a mom and a dad, or maybe two dads? I'm guessing that two people means more love, right? So I meowed to Mama about this. She says "it's not that simple, Sab", because love is "complicated" and I shouldn't get an ideas in my head. Well, I'll tell you what idea is in my head. If Mama would only go out and get me another mama or even a daddy, then maybe she wouldn't keep bringing foster animals home and fussing over bringing home more animals for keeps! Maybe, if she had a purson to keep her busy, then that purson would spend time with me and mama and then Mama wouldn't be fussing over animals so much. Cuz see, we've had Reese trouble this week. Reese is my new hamster sister, and what a little pain in the paw she's been! Mama started freaking out and going OH MY GAWD and calling people and wringing her hands on Monday. She was saying such silly stuff about one of Reese's paws missing. Yeah, right. Reese lost a paw? I don't think so. I guess, though, that it is true: Reese lost a paw; she's only got 3 now. Mama figured out some medicine to give her for pain and then she dragged Reese to see Dr. Shawn yesterday and sure enough, when I stuck my nose in to see Reese, she didn't have a paw in the back - it was all red and swollen and stumpy! Then today Mama took Monet to see Dr. Shawn for Mo-Mo's annual check up. When Mama got home, she spent time working and talking to Shortie and Ringo, the foster buns. Yes, you read that right - we've got another foster bun to be pals with Shortie. Do you see where I'm going with this? Mama really could really use a special human, and so could Kenzie and I! (I'm not crazy about this; I hear that Memere is thinking the same thing!) This is what I've decided I want my new human to be like: I've got a mom, so I want a dad. One of each isn't too much to ask, is it? I don't want him to hog the bed; he's got to feed me whenever I so desire; play with me for hours on end; sleep a lot so I can lean against him; and he will never take me to the v*t. Of course, he must also love me and Mama and Mackenzie. Yup, that's what I think. It's time to find Mama a human! I wonder what kind of human Mama would like to have? She is so gonna kill me for writing about this.....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/584716 Sat, 2 May 2009 18:03:16 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/584716 OH BOY Kenzie and I had so much fun last night - way too much fun to be sleeping. You'll never gues ... didn't do yesterday that is so exciting. She forgot to put the new bags of cat food in the shelf in the closet! Yes, my friends, you read that right. Two, 4-pound bags of prescription cat food just standing next to the table leg, pleading and begging us to rescue them from boredom. I chewed both bags for good measure, but it was Kenzie who managed to crack open the bag of r/d.... but it was too close to waking-Mama-up time and getting food the easy way, so we changed our techniques. Mama came into the kitchen with her blurry eyes and no glasses on and realized her mistake immediately because we had left both bags on their sides! She didn't see the hole in the top of the r/d bag until she picked it up and kibble started raining from heaven! Mama was not pleased about that b/c then she had to step all over the kibble. She used the broom to sweep it into a pile and then left it there for us to enjoy. I hope she does that again soon!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/583849 Wed, 29 Apr 2009 18:50:06 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/583849 This evening Mama decided to pull lots of stuff out of her closet. She got all the way to the botto ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/583482 Tue, 28 Apr 2009 13:32:58 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/583482 You'll never guess what Mama said to me this afternoon. She said: Sab, is that a cat scratch on you ... Sab, is that a cat scratch on your nose? Needless to say, I gave her the look that means "you've got to be kidding, right?" I'm a cat; I have a scratch on my nose, so of course its a CAT SCRATCH! Mama was concerned because it looks dirty bloody so she got a rag and wiped it. She expected me to fuss and give her a hard time, but it actually felt good - that cool rag on my warm nose. It's hot today! Mama's little clock thingy that's outside our window says "92" on it; Mama says that's hot! I must agree; its very hot in here today, so I've been as little as possible. I spent the morning on the kitchen floor, under the open windows. (Mama says the windows in the kitchen face north and face the lake; its always cooler in the kitchen.) Mama called Uncle Tony and he's going to put the a/c in the window tomorrow. She had to go somewhere this morning but since she got back she's been watching me to make sure that I don't have an asthma attack. I don't want an attack either, so that's why I'm being extra cat-like in doing nothing. The guinea pigs aren't doing much, either. Bijou's been lounging under his dripping water bottle, and Monet's been in his usual spot, hanging over the side of his house. Mama says he looks "wilted". Shortie has been lounging too, but unlike the rest of us, she's been enjoying some of the sun that's come through the shades. Shortie is totally black; not one other spec of color on her fur at all. She doesn't look hot! It's not fair! Mama gave each of them a large piece of white tile to lay on; she says it helps them stay cool. I wish I could have one of those! At least I've got cool, fresh water in my bowl. I think I'll expend some energy and walk over to it for some deep pondering before supper.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/581490 Tue, 21 Apr 2009 19:02:20 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/581490 Yippee! Mama renewed our "Catster Plus" today. She doesn't have money for lots of stuff, but she s ... She raced around the room and rammed her head into me while I was walking! I raced behind the kitchen barrier before she could do it again, so what did Shortie do? She rammed her head into the barrier! Later, she took on Mackenzie, who slapped Shortie's nose, and both of them got scolded by Mama. Mama has been wringing her hands tonight, worried about how upset Shortie is because she's had to be in the pen so long and wondering how to help Shortie get past her bad memories. She's been making phone calls and emailing people and reading stuff.... all while playing trumpet with her nose and coughing all over the keyboard. Nope, I don't plan on touching that keyboard for a while... and thankfully, Shortie finally decided to go to her pen and eat her fresh pile of hay. We can all sleep peacefully now!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/579493 Wed, 15 Apr 2009 10:07:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/579493 I am sort of ashamed to say I might even look like this dumb cat I saw this morning. I know that no ... not a brilliant orange) was walking up and down the sidewalk most of the morning while I snoozed in the open window. I don't know what was so important that he was waiting for, but apparently he found it, because he finally decided to cross the road. This is where he was a very dumb cat. He crossed the road at the same time that a car was coming! Doesn't he know that cars are baaaaaaaaaaaad and evil and only want to do hurtful things to cats? Mama's had her nose stuck in a book the past day or so, so I was surprised that she saw the entire thing, too. I heard her suck on her air and heard her say "thank goodness that car slowed down" because dumb, silly brown & gray & white cat raced over to our side of the road and the silver car slowed down and didn't hit the dumb cat. Phew. I'm so glad Mama makes me stay inside.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/579499 Mon, 13 Apr 2009 16:12:55 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/579499 Mama put Reese (our new hamster, in case you noticed the fact that I didn't announce her arrival las ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/575954 Fri, 3 Apr 2009 19:25:24 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/575954 I had a very close call yesterday, thanks once again to my very klutzy mama. Hey, that's not fa ... Hey, that's not fair, Sab! If you're gonna tell the story, then tell it the right way! It was a total accident! I know it was, Mama, but gracious... you know it; I know it; you and the kitchen don't get along well. Just sniff the air to remind yourself of the last thing you burned this evening. Sab! Stick with the miracle story! Yeesh, mamas are so picky and fussy.... Anyway, I was helping Mama in the kitchen as she got ready for her supper. She decided to bake some potatoes (sorry, Sparkman, I didn't know ahead of time!) and her baking potatoes in the microwave bowl is in the cupboard on a higher shelf. She needs to stand on my step ladder to reach inside there. I dunno exactly what happened but there was a massive CRASH and all this crystal stuff went flying all over the kitchen and big pieces of it were falling all over the place. No way was I gonna stay and watch the end of that! Mama panicked because I was sitting on the floor, right next to the step ladder that I usually sit on but she was standing on, and crystal chunks fell to the floor and Mama yelled out "SAB!" in a very scared voice. She couldn't find me at all! I was soooooooooooooo out of there. She got down off the ladder and came to find me. "Are you OK? Are you cut?" She looked all over my fur and rubbed my head - I was on the bed by now - and I really wasn't all that sure what she was fussing about. When she was sure that I wasn't hurt, she hugged me and wiped her tears and said a big "thank you" to Jesus for keeping me safe from getting stabbed with the broken crystal. Sab, the biggest piece fell right where you had been sitting! What was I supposed to think? You could have been very seriously hurt if that big piece of sharp crystal fell into your back or your head or your tail - or even if you stepped on it! And whose fault would that have been, Mama? Why did you drop the crystal cup holder onto the crystal bowl? I didn't, Sab. I was trying to move the cup holder so it wouldn't fall but I wasn't fast enough. Oh what a huge mess to pick up! But you were safe and I was safe and that's all that mattered. Sure is, Mama! That's why I'm down another life. At this point I think I've only got 1 or 2 left!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/574655 Tue, 31 Mar 2009 03:14:59 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/574655 It's no fair. Mackenzie gets some; she's been getting it for a long time. She calls it "garnish". ... Mackenzie gets some; she's been getting it for a long time. She calls it "garnish". All I know is that Mama's been giving it to her and not to me for a long time. I'm tired of it! I want the delicious tasting chicken garnish too! Mama had a horrible rule about this, though. Only Mackenzie could eat chicken garnish. Such a terrible rule, I say! Then Dr. Diana said that Mackenzie had to eat a different cat food! Hers is light brown; mine is dark brown. Mama puts food in Kenzie's bowl and then has to go back to the counter to get food to put in my bowl. Mama stands over me and won't me check out Kenzie's bowl! I suppose it wouldn't matter; she inhales her food; doesn't taste it, then spits it all over the living room carpet. Makes Mama displeased, and you don't want to displease Mama! So Mama decided to put me in the pet carrier while Mackenzie ate her breakfast and my bowl was all by itself with my 1/4 cup of food inside, untouched. Life is so unfair - until this weekend. Mama put the garnish on my kibble on Sunday. Oh man, I'm telling you, my food has never tasted so pawtastic! Kidney food never tasted this flavorful, this moist, this aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahmazing! Now I get a squirt at breakfast and supper just like Kenzie! I don't need to eat out of her bowl anymore. Who cares if she has different food than me; I've got chicken garnish too! Can I have some more, Mama? PS from Mama: please don't tell Sab, but I'm not squirting thyroid medicine on his food; he doesn't need it. However, dipping the dropper in the bottle, leaving it empty, and then holding it over his food is enough to end the food wars, so I'll let him go on thinking he's got something special, too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/574653 Tue, 31 Mar 2009 02:49:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/574653 Can it really be true? First, Mama interrupts my breakfast by telling me "Shhhhhhhhhhhhh Sab! ... crunch crunch crunch in my head, but OK, Mama, I'll take your word for it that the springtime birds are here and I'll pay more attention to it when my bowl is empty. Then Mama tells me "Sab, you are a diary pick today! Look at that!" and I think "I didn't hear the birds so I think Mama is just not really awake yet" but I come to Catster to sniff it out and realize that if Hazel Lucy sends me a note saying "concats" for being a diary pick then it must be true. I haven't been a diary pick in a long time - thank you Catster! Meow!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/573307 Thu, 26 Mar 2009 10:12:31 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/573307 It was an ordinary day until Mama, Kenzie & I all heard the "thump" outside the open window. We all ... there was man who had been on one of those two wheeled motor things who crashed over our curb and landed in our driveway next to Mama's car! The man wasn't moving and his back was turning bright red! Mama cried out "puray to Jesus!", grabbed her phone, and ran out the door talking to someone on the phone. By the time Mama got outside, the neighbors across the street had come out with their phones, and a couple other cars had stopped, too. The man with the red back started to get up but he wobbled, and I saw Mama and a couple of the people ease him back to the ground on his side with his head up. His leg was looking funny to me and, well, I don't know as if I've seen a human look so funny. I could hear the people talking and pointing up the road and some were putting string on his leg. Mama was pointing and making hang moves like she does when she's telling people what to do. Mama's done nursing work before she I knew she'd know what to do. Just then the police car showed up with its blue lights flashing and they came out to sit with the man. Mama walked over to a young, pretty lady who was holding a baby and shaking and crying and twirling in circles like I do when I'm worried or trying to help someone. Mama stayed with the pretty lady while the big fire trucks came, and more police men came, and the big rescue box with the red and blue lights came and even the dog catcher person came! He got out and used his black hand thingy to make traffic move around our apartment and the mess. Mama gave the lady her phone; I guess she wanted to call someone. Mama stayed with her until the rescue people and fire people put one of those collars on his neck and then put him on a stiff bed and put him in the big box and drove him away. The fire people pushed the smashed bike up the street to another parking lot and the police people talked to the scared, pretty lady. Naturally I had plenty of questions when Mama came inside. She said that the pretty lady was his girlfriend and that when he came around the corner, Mama thinks that he didn't actually stop like you're supposed to do when lights blink red colors. She thinks that when he came around the corner, he slipped on all the dirt on the road. She also said that she's sure he broke his leg and he had some bones sticking out, too. I meowed about his red back and face, and says that its called "road burn" and that its just scrapes that have lots and lots of dirt in it and that Pupah had the exact same kind of accident when he had his motor bike. She says its super painful, but that the guy was smart; he had his helmet on, and it was bumped, scraped, and cracked. Otherwise, she says that he'd probably be totally dead and not moving at all. So please purr with me and Mama for the hurt man who went to the hospital, and his girl friend who had to drive with them with their litter baby in the car.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/573002 Wed, 25 Mar 2009 08:57:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/573002 I don't know where to start; my mama is just not doing well at all. I have no idea how to help her ... tattle on her. I fear I am loosing my place in her heart. Yes, I know, its a very painful thought, but she's just plain going crazy! First, she says she's gonna do things different around here. Then she decides she's making the bed no matter what. I didn't really care, until I realized that no matter what meant that no cat would stop her. I never noticed that she left the bed unmade on the days that we lounged and got comfy before she could get around to making it. Now, she says, cats or not, the bed's getting made every day. This means she will (a)plain pick me up and put me on the floor or (b) make the bed around me and cover me with the sheets or (c) she will tap my butt until I decide to move myself. How cruel is this? How am I supposed to enjoy the sun with bumps under my head if she does this? I'm telling you, the sun just hasn't been as comfortable since she started this nonsense! Then this morning, she took a shower. That's not strange, but what was totally out of the ordinary: she shut the bathroom door! I know; can you believe such a travesty? She never shuts doors inside the apartment. She says that's not true, but I don't remember her doing this before. To make matters worse - while she was in the shower, there was a knock at the door. I got up to sit next to door, but before I could get there a strange man opened the door, came inside, and started banging around in the kitchen! I didn't know what to do! Mama was in the shower! The door was closed! How was I gonna protect Mama? It was even scarier: Mama came out of the shower and opened the bathroom door and didn't seem to care one bit that a strange man had come into the apartment and was banging on things in the kitchen! In fact, she went over to talk to him! They started pulling things out of the stove! Oh the noise! Oh the scariness! I couldn't even hide under the bed because Mama's got fencing around it to keep Shortie from going under there. Terrifying indeed! As if things can't get any worse, Mama had to clean our litter boxes today. She took out the dirty litter and such, and then left them! She says "I forgot to buy extra litter this month" and she didn't have any to put inside my favorite box! So naturally I am extremely worried about Mama. She's being strange and, it would seem, I am getting tossed aside with no regard for my feelings. *sob*]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/572565 Mon, 23 Mar 2009 17:35:36 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/572565 Man I'm telling you, humans are soooooooooooooo nosy, particularly mamas. If you don't have a mama, ... Dang, it itches! Thankfully I've got Mackenzie to help me. She saw my distress last night and came over to give me a thorough lick. She reached the places that I couldn't and when she was done, no more itching! I knew she really loved me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/570876 Tue, 17 Mar 2009 19:10:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/570876 First of all, on behalf of Mama, Bijou, Monet, Mackenzie, and Shortie, I want to thank each of you w ... Kiwi and her big family, Chumley, Morgan the Pirate Gato and Alfie, as well as notes from OWP, Biggest Boy, Ashley, Felix, Timbo, Diogi, Jason Hopper, Freddie, Hazel Lucy (does she really need any introduction? I think not!), Pepper, Sparkman, Onyx and her family, and Emma and family, who left a rosie for Mackenzie. Mama also wants to say a very, very, VERY heartfelt and grateful "thank you" to the mama of one of the above mentioned cats who gave money to help pay for Chocolate's vet bill to help the shelter with his costs. Chocolate was only about 18 months old when he died, but he had such an effect on everyone he met. He will be missed by so many people; I wonder if he knew how much he was loved and by how many. Things are back to normal around here: Mama spent a few hours on Sunday scrubbing spots he made on the carpet; she finally got his sick cage and his bedding and litter boxes all washed and put away. She took Chocolate back to the shelter for a proper "burial". Mama says they did some testing or something on him to find out what happened. She says that Chocolate apparently died from suffocation; his belly was so swollen and bloated that his heart and lungs didn't have space to work anymore. They also believe that some helpful visitor fed him some broccoli, which is not good for bunnies b/c it causes them to bloat. Mama says that everyone is now on special alert to make sure no broccoli gets into the bunny room ever again!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569553 Fri, 13 Mar 2009 18:24:50 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569553 that I have to tell you, diary readers, that Chocolate died at 8:38 pm Eastern time here in the livi ... they would hire people to cry and wail when someone died. I just can't help it; it was just so sad to see my buddy on the floor and not be able to help him.... and then I drank the water in his bowl on the floor. What? It's not like he's going to need it... Mama says I am one-track minded. Even so, We will all miss you, dear Chocolate.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569485 Fri, 13 Mar 2009 14:14:05 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569485 Mama just got home with Chocolate; they were gone all day. Mama says that Dr. Ann was able to X-ray ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569250 Thu, 12 Mar 2009 16:50:56 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569250 Mama says that's what I got yesterday, so it must be a good thing! Yesterday she woke me up from ... dragged me to the vet in the pouring rain! I'm telling you, it doesn't get much more rude than that! Then I had to meet a new vet who isn't a new vet but she's never met me before: Dr. Vicki, who was immediately smitten by my good looks, but frankly, I wasn't interested in impressing her! I weigh a svelte 15.2 pounds, which is 5 ounces more than I weighed in September. Carol, my tech, says that's very good news considering my not-so-good kidneys! Dr. Vicki listened to my lungs; she says they sound great! Carol helped with my wrecked 'em problem in the past, so she took a peek where the sun doesn't shine and, after she stuck that ahem in the darkness, she declared me "normal" and "looking good" even though I've been scooting lately. THEN Dr. Vicki stuck me in the hip with my rababies shot and then she stuck my back paw to steal my blood! She said there were very sick kitties out back and so no healthy cats were allowed there so she had to do it in front of Mama and I wasn't really enjoying that. I wanted Mama to rescue me! Since I wasn't cooperating, Carol had to get the razor and shave a spot on my neck so Dr. Vicki could steal my blood. The good news is that my creatinine & BUN levels are both fantabulous! Now this is no surprise to any of us, but I am one healthy, good lookin' dude! I have Dr. Vicki's say-so!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569247 Thu, 12 Mar 2009 16:44:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/569247 It's been a flurry of activity around here this afternoon. Mama got a phone call that made her very ... Mackenzie is so much better at this than me; I get so wound up and agitated when things get serious. Mama's set her timer to make sure she doesn't forget Choc's medicines, and she's gonna have to get up during the night to give them to him, if he's still around during the night. Mama thinks he's feeling better just by being here and being able to relax better, so she's feeling better about him getting better, but still.... *sigh* Don't make your buns Chocolate this Easter... just purr for the ones who are!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/568646 Tue, 10 Mar 2009 18:39:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/568646 I cannot believe Mama carried on about me not feeling well! Just because she's not feeling well... ... wiping me down with a damp towel. Oh, the indignity I must endure. First, she puts bunnies on my page. Then, she tells everyone something's wrong with me, THEN she wipes me with a damp towel!!! The operation was compromised this evening, however. I got caught in the act and thus... with my cover foiled, I now retreat to the land of in plain sight. Me, and my Dr. Pussums' Fancy Feline Elixir organic catnip bag. *big sigh* Oh my furiends, if you do not have a Dr. Pussum's Fancy Feline Elixir organic catnip bag in your home, you have not truly lived. You will never sniff imitation catnip ever again. Its mesmerizing power just goes on and on and on and on... I have two bags; one is an eye-blinding shade a pink, and the other is pale yellow. The yellow one got wet (I accidentally tossed it into my water bowl) and the bag got super, super big and then sprouts came out of it and oh wonder of wonders.... it was twice the pleasure! Mama cut it open and put it on the floor and... well, we'll just say that the rest is not fit for young eyes and ears, so I will let your minds do the imaginating.... Sorry; I got distracted by all that nip. My covert operation was to hide the pink bag behind the trash can in the kitchen. Mama never noticed, or she didn't care, that the trash can kept moving. Since she doesn't sweep there much, it was needing a cleaning, which I took care of while I rolled and rolled and made sweet, joyous communion with my Dr. Pussum's bag. It was my secret crush; my one, necessary vice, and tonight, Mama caught me in the act of indulging my private fantasies. No more privacy for Dr. Pussum's and me. We've been tossed to the middle of the living room floor. *sob*]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/568302 Mon, 9 Mar 2009 17:41:05 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/568302 Hi everyone; I'm Sab's Mama. I hope I am not being an alarmist, but he is being so silly the past d ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/566120 Mon, 2 Mar 2009 19:02:17 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/566120 Oh man I have come to really dislike Easter time. Have to seen what Mama did to my page? It's ... Have to seen what Mama did to my page? It's an equal-opportunity attack; Mackenzie's page looks the very same way. She comes from the shelter, though, so she likes it. I don't like this one bit. Why are there bunnies all over my page? I know Mama thinks she can save the world one saved bunny at a time, but why do I have to be a part of this, huh? Don't I sacrifice enough by sharing my space with homeless buns that Mama brings home for a short time? Personally, I think its a trick by Mama to get more chocolate; that's what I think! She was never like this till she went to the shelter. Mama doesn't get all possessed and pushy usually, but then comes Easter, and then she gets really, really pushy and bullish. She starts by telling true stories about "disposable bunnies" and that the stories and pictures are enough to make you squirm and uncomfortable! Why does she want to scare people? Like making sure that everyone knows that a bunny is not a "starter" or "disposable" pet and "did you know that rabbits are the 3rd surrendered animal in the U.S. after cats and dogs?" and "rabbits requires as much attention as a puppy but the rabbit never grows up" and "like puppies, rabbits are natural diggers, must chew, are full of energy, have short attention spans, thrive on attention, need socialization, must have many toys, are capable of destroying the house, can learn commands, and learn to potty in a litter box." Or, she might just burst out in disgust about how people just buy rabbits for their kids without thinking about the long-term effects or expecting kids to take care of rabbits when they are not for young children when young kids have been known to kill rabbits simply because rabbits are so fragile and not because the kids mean to hurt the rabbits and how many times has she has cried over stupid people misbehaving and how stupid people shouldn't be allowed to have animals they can't or won't care for and animals aren't a fleeting thing and "how many times do I have rehab a broken rabbit because of stupid humans?" I know; can you picture my mama saying stuff like that? Me either! I'm so glad that she doesn't! She knows better than to call people stupid; no such thing, she tells me! "There are ignorant people, Sab, but not stupid people," she likes to say... except when we talk about bunnies, I guess! I hear they sell bunnies at pet stores. I am so glad I am not seen with Mama when she goes to pet stores. I hear stories about Mama actually going up to people at the stores and steering them away from stuff at the store b/c pet stores only sell stuff to make money, and not stuff bunnies can use. I love yogurt - I can't have it anymore b/c its not on my kidney diet - but I guess people feed bunnies yogurt and it makes bunnies very sick b/c they are "milk intolerant" and bunnies can't throw up so the yogurt just stays in their tummies making them sicker and sicker and it can kill the bunnies if they aren't too careful and so why do they put bunny pictures on yogurt drops? Or how about "its just plain evil to put a bunny in a hutch and put it outside... its as evil as chaining a dog or cat outside all the time!" You know... Mama even likes to take over my diary sometimes and spit off all this bunny stuff. I have been watching her planning her attack on that Book of Faces that she goes to all the time and thinking she might put it HERE. I don't think so! Save the bunnies, Mama, but do it on YOUR page, on YOUR time! Nope; nada; zip; zilch; I am not letting Mama take over my CATster page and try to save the rabbits! I am so glad that I run this household!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/563558 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 18:51:28 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/563558 Oh my cat I am so excited I can hardly hold my tail still. My buddy, Sammy, is now feeling well eno ... Sammy, is now feeling well enough that he's back home! He's still weak and has some recovery yet to do, but I am so sure that with all of your purrs he will be back on his feet in no time and feeling as good as he ever had! I know that he and his mama are so appurciative for all the purrs and love going their way. On a kinda related message, because she's also a furiend of mine, would you please keep Pooter's in your purrs? Her grand-human is very, very, dying sick and so naturally her mom and she have been busy with all of that sad business. Thanks cats; I know you're the best! Today Mama cleaned in the hallway and oh boy did I have fun! I got to talk to Diesel, the cat who lives across the hall. He couldn't see me, because he was locked in his apartment, but he could hear and smell me, so I went to his door and scratched and scratched and scratched and he scratched and scratched back and we have a regular conversation going for a while. He was complaining about his mama and baby human being gone for a long time and leaving him alone, and I told him I could totally understand... though I don't know about dealing with a baby human. (Mama held me the other day so his baby human could touch me and I was not amused! I will admit she was gentle, but still...) Mama was amused that Diesel and I were having quite the conversation. She was jealous because she didn't understand Diesel language. Silly Mama.... doesn't she know that meows are universal?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/563184 Sat, 21 Feb 2009 15:21:20 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/563184 Well, that's what Mama tells me. It happens every year; so many people hang out around our apartmen ... "Derby Fest" and since we live near a major getting-to-the-water point and where they weigh fish, we see lots of people. I like to watch from the bathroom window; its the best place to keep an eye on everyone. They come in big trucks and little cars and in between cars and trucks and those things that don't have wheels but zip on the snow and they make noise during the days and nights and people and dogs waking all over the place. They park on the sides of the road and in the parking spaces and they walk to the little store place across the street from us and they like to sit in the snowbanks behind our apartment and wowsers... there's so much to see and stare at! Yes, furiends, I said fish! I've never seen a fish walking around on the road, although if I did, I'd be sure to capture it and have a good meal! Mama then told me a really silly story. Did you know that during Derb Fest, they walk on top of the lake? She said you can even drive on the lake and park cars on the lake! I just don't know how they do this, but I can tell you that the lake gets really white looking at this time of year. All I know is that it was a very busy morning in the bathroom window. I had to leave the window in order to get a nap! Mama came home early; she had told us she'd be gone a long time because Auntie Lisa was coming home today and Mama was going to get her. Mama was sad because Auntie Lisa couldn't find a plane to bring her home, so Mama didn't have to drive to the airport. I know that's sad, but since Mama's home, she can help me watch the derby tomorrow - through all the snow the TV people say is coming! PS: foster bunny does not like Derby Time. She'd rather stomp her feet and pee in naughty places!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/562323 Wed, 18 Feb 2009 18:53:00 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/562323 I can't believe I forgot to tell you guys: the bug has bit the dust! Mama says that's a fancy way ... the bug has bit the dust! Mama says that's a fancy way to say "the bug is now gone!" Was it last night, now? I can't remember! We could hear the bug buzzing in the kitchen. He was driving me crazy; his buzzing was calling out to me, torturing me! Mama could hear him, too, but couldn't see him. I got on the side of the sink. Mama doesn't want cats there, and she was about to scold me in between her coughing fits, but then she realized the bug noise was coming from the sink! I could not see that bug! I was reaching for a dirty bowl in the sink to swat with my paw when Mama said "I see him!" I looked up. I couldn't see him, but Mama could. Stupid bug finally had a run in with the sticky tape! Mama hung it from the ceiling and said "not for cats!" a while ago. She says that once bugs land on it, its bye-bye bugs b/c they can't get off. Well, this one seems to have gotten off, but when he landed on the little shelf over the sink, he got stickies all over the shelf, which meant that the dust bunnies hiding on the shelf were stuck to the fly's wings, and he wasn't flying anywhere, even though he tried so hard. Bug fought so hard to fly that he wiggled himself off the shelf and he fell down right in front of me! I s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d my neck to see the bug in the sink, but Mama said she needed to put him out of his misery and she washed him down the drain. Dang, I lost my toy! Speaking of toys.... Mama pulled out my shoelace this evening! OK, so be that way; it really is Mama's shoelace that she pulled out of her shoe before she threw the old shoe away. I was so happy to see that lace and I attacked it with such vigor that I ended up causing an asthma attack. That was NOT FUN, in case you weren't sure. I had to rest, and I didn't want to rest. I tried to hit that lace anyway, even though I was wheezing, but Mackenzie took over with a swat to my face and that was the end of me. Mama said "Sab, stay still!" so I watched Kenzie & Mama play. THEN the funny part happened: foster bunny Shortie jumped in the game! She hopped on that string & bumped Kenzie's head with her head! Mama laughed and coughed and wheezed, too. Neither Shortie or Mackenzie were amused, though! On a related subject... the bunnies falling on my page are ONLY there because did you know that a bunny can get pregnant 30 minutes after giving birth to her kittens? First, I didn't know baby buns were calls "kits" and I also didn't know that about bunnies. Since its Spay Day next week, I've got bunnies falling on my page. If it wasn't for such a good cause, there is no way I'd let bunnies fall on my page! Sammy's mama emailed me tonight! She says she's so glad to hear from Mama and me and to know that we're all purring for Sammy. Sammy has to spend another night at the vet's but he's doing better in the oxygen machine. I'm glad to hear that, but his mama says he's not out of the machine yet. Something about 4 more days and they'll know how he'll do. Keep purring for him!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/562098 Wed, 18 Feb 2009 06:56:02 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/562098 Hi furiends; My buddy & fellow Sabster, Sammy in California, is very, very sick. Two days ago he ... Sammy's page and leave him purrs & wishes for when he comes home, if you'd like. No pressure to do that, but I know how special the Catster family is when there's a cat in distress.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/561121 Sun, 15 Feb 2009 17:08:56 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/561121 Mama has been fighting a cold for almost a week now and I've not been able to get her better! Ton ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/556977 Wed, 4 Feb 2009 13:27:57 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/556977 I don't understand. It's getting scary around here! First, I hear Mama on the phone talking about ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/556390 Tue, 3 Feb 2009 00:45:29 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/556390 I don't understand the problem. Mama is awake; can't sleep b/c she's in pain. Mama is awake when ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/555704 Sun, 1 Feb 2009 08:46:16 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/555704 At Silly Sab Stories, we're doing resumes & job descriptions for our "Free for All" Segment this wee ... Current Position: Quality Assurance Name: Sebastian Unbelievable Address: Lake Shoreline @ Four Corner Streets, Maine Phone: 1-800- Hear-Me-Now Email: originalsabster@sabstories.com Duties: Making sure that everything that happens in this family is done on time and in proper order. Assist the owner in being punctual for chores, feeding times, and providing one on one attention and benefits to all staff. Inspection of every item that comes through the door. Greets newcomers and repeat visitors upon arrival. Strategically place fine decorating skills to the dullest of places, including bureaus, chairs, end tables, and human beds, and skid marks for floors and carpets. Monitors all internal traffic and is not shy about voicing approval or disapproval. Cleans up dirty spots left on the other cat. Special Skills: Loud, Booming Meow; Foster Animal Supervisor & Trainer & inventor of Teeth Mark Art Previous Employer: none Previous Education: Small Modeling, Inc. Spent 8 weeks learning how to charm and cast spells on unsuspecting people, how to break hearts, and how to spin a good yarn. References Available Upon Request]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/552910 Sat, 24 Jan 2009 17:40:00 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/552910 This morning Mama found the terrible news. I actually got the news last night, but Mama hadn't been ... me? Can you imagine? Some mama out there thought I was special enough to name her baby after me. My buddy Stinker, who left us without much warning last winter, has a mama with a super big heart. She loves so many cats. She's been loving a great, gray fella that she named Sebastian Marco San Simon, after some very special furiends of Stinker's. I'm so honored to know that Marco, as we call him, shared my name. The terrible news came last night that Stinker & Marco's dad found Marco lying in the gutter in front of their house on Thursday. Marco was dead. His pawrents think that maybe he got hit by a car. It's just not fair. Marco lived outdoors... I don't know why. It's just not a place for a cat to live! He chose Stinker's home to hang out, and I'm so glad he learned what it is to be loved. Mama says that sometimes, you can bring a cat inside, but you can't always take the outdoors out of the cat. Marco seems to have been that cat, because he still liked to be outside, too. So tonight, I am mourning the loss of my namesake, who was only 1 year old, who lived a tough life that no cat should have to live, but was blessed and fortunate enough to discover love and a home in his short life. Rest in peace, dear Marco. I am so glad to have met you. Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/552236 Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:08:08 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/552236 I hear there are fleas @ Catster HQ and they infected the Gift Shop! What a horrible thing; I'm gla ... on my page and my background won't load. I don't want to mess up the Big Cat's fur, but I want my snowfall background back... not Catster green. The background isn't there on Mackenzie's page, either. Mama likes to use this Fired Fox dude, and he's not working. Mama checked that other thing, Internets Explored, and it didn't work there, either. I'm telling you, those dang fleas are everywhere! Mama also stuck this thing on my page. It's called Tweety or something. Says you can click on it and follow her around. Hey, that's a great idea! I'm gonna follow Mama around, too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/551778 Wed, 21 Jan 2009 15:06:35 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/551778 I dunno who did, and if Mama knows, she's not telling me. But SOMEONE - and I imagine whoever it is ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/551458 Tue, 20 Jan 2009 17:28:12 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/551458 Mama had to go see her vet today about her aching back. She was upset that she'd miss "the inaugura ... two bags of cat food on the bed! Oh man... if I had realized that she had gone to the vet clinic to get my kidney food, I would have gone after that food! I am feeling sheepish; I'm going to blame it on the glory of the moment instead of a lapse of paying attention!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/550354 Sat, 17 Jan 2009 19:14:35 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/550354 Well I hear people complaining about the cold on TV, but I'm telling you, the sun is really warm in ... me and I got scolded, can you believe it? At least I got lots of love and attention over it. Mama's been in pain, though, so I have to be careful. She won't let me jump on the bed when she's on it because I bump her ribs and her hips and she cries out in pain. She says the doctors are working on fixing them but she still hurts. She moves me when I'm on the bed so she can lay strait and use pillows. I love the pillows! I tried to sleep on the biggest pillow, but Mama said I was also sleeping on her arm and she couldn't move it. She made me move. Mama says the weather has been so cold that Memere lost all her water. Mama says all the water to the entire neighborhood busted and flooded the street and Memere hasn't had water in several days, so Mama can't do laundry at Memere's house tomorrow. Score for me; Mama will stay home! I know, its bad for Memere, but I need to get my attention from Mama somehow!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/546114 Mon, 5 Jan 2009 02:03:34 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/546114 Mama woke up this morning to find a white with orange paw making rhythm on her nose. She says she d ... exact time? I mean, it is morning; Mama feeds us every morning. Mama set her alarm timer for morning... so what if my being helpful is over 2 hours early? Isn't it early enough? Who said I was too early? I know Mama's today schedule. She's not going to the shelter today; she has to drive to where Pupah grew up to attend... what did she call it? You know... the thing where they go and cry for dead people and say prayers and hug the families and such. She wanted to do some stuff before she left. Washing the dishes would be the first thing I would put on Mama's "gotta do" list - have you seen that smelly pile on the counter? I think a fish died in there! So I just don't understand how Mama could be happy to see me and yet not happy to be awake so early. Mama reached over with her sore arm and scratched my head. Ooooooooooooow how I love head scratches in the morning. I showed my appurciation by purring and tapping her chin with the white paw. Mama did thank me for waking her up so early. As she was giving me lovings, we heard the plows scraping the road. That made Mama sit straight up in bed. "Snow???" she growled and peeked out the window. I had to see too. Sure enough! The roads were snowy white! This makes Mama unhappy because she's got to drive so far to go to the boo-who thing..... wait a minute! Mama called it a "funeral". Wait another minute.... since when is a FUNeral a place where people cry sadness? Dang, if it wasn't breakfast time, I'd take the time to think about that so early this morning.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/545069 Fri, 2 Jan 2009 03:17:28 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/545069 I am worried I will need to find a new Catster secretary for a while. Mama's shoulders & back & nec ... Check out the marvelous kneading action of that cat! Calvin would be so proud!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/542544 Fri, 26 Dec 2008 12:39:26 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/542544 I am so steamed and angry I just don't know where to begin.... not only did I share this story with ... Chocolate put his front paws on my stomach and kept his back paws between my left front and left back legs! I just didn't know what to do. I tried to reach him with my paws, but that wasn't fast nor good enough for Chocolate. He then tried to hump me! Mama got up and said "Chocolate!" in her scolding voice and that was enough to send him scurrying and let me get up and race to the bed... to find my dignity. Mama says that Chocolate's behavior was telling her that (1) he liked me and (2) he wanted to show me who was boss. Excuse me? I am not lower than a bun, thank you very much! Mama did not let Chocolate follow me to the bed. Mama let him stay out of his cage while she took a nap earlier and he tried to hop on top of her on the bed, too. If you haven't seen my diary for today, then you don't know yet that Mama is really hurting in her shoulders again and its hard for her to move unless she takes a nap, a ton of pills, lots of heat, and not much of anything else. Because of this, she's having a hard time moving the rest of her body so she won't put the barrier up to the kitchen b/c she can't step over it without pulling her back and neck. So... that means there's no bunny-safe spot now. Chocolate really likes the kitchen! Mama says "he just wants to be friends with you; let him say hello" but after THAT greeting, I'M INVITING ALL OF YOU OVER FOR RABBIT MEAT!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/542451 Fri, 26 Dec 2008 08:18:06 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/542451 Mama is grateful the Christmas "nonsense" is over. She is not a fan of "commercialism" and all thos ... I wished to be bunny free! We are not without bunny poo and fur all over the place. Chocolate was supposed to be gone by now. No matter what Mama says to explain the "real" reason why Chocolate is still here, it doesn't matter to me. Mama didn't keep her promise. Mama broke a promise. Mama lied to me. Are you feeling my pain yet? But wait - in case you think it couldn't get worse, it does. Mama got hurt. A week or so ago she hurt her shoulders again at the shelter and she's been getting more and more stiff and unable to move her neck or her back and now she's loosing her arms. Yesterday, she had a tough time reaching over to pick me up. Today she tells me she not only slipped on ice and fell into the side of her seat in the car and it was a hard "umph" in the middle of her back and she could hardly move or breathe, but she's got to shove medicine into that dang bunny's mouth and he is not cooperating. He fights her so much and Mama had a hard time moving after she gave him his nasty-tasting anti-bug medicine. Now that Mama says she can hardly move, she's not putting up the fence between the living room and kitchen so Chocolate, that bunny who Mama broke her promise over, won't come into my space. She says he doesn't have front teeth so its not like he's going to chew anything, and he doesn't pee outside his litter box, and she can't step over the fence anymore, so down it will stay. Chocolate broke my mama and he's not even sorry. In fact, he keeps following her! At least, in all of this, Mama spent time yesterday stretched on her bed, to let her back stretch out and rest. I was on the bed, absorbing as much sun as I could, and Mama was able to reach my head and rub my chin. At least she made up for breaking her promise!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/541964 Wed, 24 Dec 2008 18:44:37 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/541964 First of all, here is our family holiday card. Enjoy, my faithful readers! I wasn't paying too m ... here is our family holiday card. Enjoy, my faithful readers! I wasn't paying too much attention, but its Christmas Eve! Mama gives us our stockings tonight because she's going to the shelter in the morning. I was the last pet to get the memo, though. By the time I got the living room the guinea pigs, the bun, and Mackenzie had already been through their stockings. This was cool for me, because then Mama had time to spend with ME! I was worried; it looked like a very thin stocking, but then, Mama spent most of our Christmas money on zealies, so I couldn't be too upset. However, I was excited to find a crinkly bug in my stocking! Mama took him off the packaging and I immediately attacked it. Unfortunately, Chocolate decided that he wanted to join me, so I had to make a quick exit, leaving my new toy behind! Mama took pity on me and put my new toys in the kitchen, on the other side of the fence, so Chocolate wouldn't bother me. I played with it just long enough for her to take pictures, and then Mackenzie showed up. She stole my toy! She batted it away from me and into the bathroom she and it went; haven't' seen it since. She is such a brat! However, I finally had time to pay attention to all the gifts that have been piling on the tree on my page and in my gift boxes. Wowsers I've got such great friends that I didn't even know I had! I didn't recognize some of your names, I'm sorry to say, but you're PAWSOME! Clara gave a can opener; I'm thinking it goes with the can of tuna that Antoine left. He also gave me a laptop. Oh my.... TUNA! It's not kidney approved, but I don't care! And my own computer to get to Catster... that's just priceless! Dusty also gave cat food; Kragen gave a lamp & stove; Figaro gave me a chair and sofa; Belle gave me fruitcake & cat food (I am SO loving the food theme!); Mathis de Meowler gave me a super cute Chia Pet and a cat dancer; Pooter's sent over a Nativity Set, which Mama had to explain to me since I've never seen one before; its beautiful, girl friend! Clara gave me clippers, which I will discreetly give to Mama and hope she doesn't use them on ME MOL; Entrechat Cat gave me a refrigerator, which is fantastic considering all the food I got; and then this fella named Santa left a bazillion type stuff there too, like an iPod, cat nip (the best cat nip in the world, I might add), turkey, pie, shoes, a Target card, a stereo, and wine. Add to that list the dentures Harly gave me "because you're old enough to remember 5 years ago" and the key to Mama's heart given to me by Mama and wowsers... I am one LOVED dude! I must also thank Alvin, Sunny, Spcey & Jacoby for the wreath; Sock, Felix & Critter sent over Merry Christmas trees; my bestie girls Chloe & Georgia Ashely both sent over Santa Paws in the chimney, and I got a gingerbread from Quinn C. Thanks for the Caster special gifts, gang! And just when I thought I'd seen them all, I found... rosettes! There's my snowman army from Margo, and OWP, and Loki, Kiwi, Muffin, peanut, Maggie & Abby. All you furiends rock! Mama & I wish all of you a very safe and happy merry Christmas!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/540026 Fri, 19 Dec 2008 16:30:47 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/540026 that Omar, our resident blue beta fish, went to the big Bowl up in the sky sometime last night. Mama ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/539570 Thu, 18 Dec 2008 08:27:08 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/539570 Mama says she always knew that her Canadian roots were as kind and generous as her Italian roots, an ... finally, after all that hard work and 8 days since the last week's ice storm began, everyone in Maine has power! Hurray! New Hampshire isn't so lucky. There are still so many people without power, so now all the trucks from Canada and other states are going there to help them out. However, the Nova Scotia trucks are leaving something behind when they leave Maine. Those people who worked so hard for us decided that, seeing how badly the people south of us, in York County, took a hit because of all the food loss and no power, are donating some of the pay they got from working here so that the York County rescue people can replace the food that was spoiled. Isn't that just so swell of them? Mama says that must be a lot of money. She imagines that the men and women who volunteer to come here to help restore power must make a lot of extra money that they could go home and spend on their families. It's just so nice of them to want to leave some of it here! So, to all of them, we say THANK YOU and Happy Fuzzy Days of Cats!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/539421 Wed, 17 Dec 2008 18:45:06 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/539421 I'm telling you, if you aren't a part of my pawsome group, "Silly Sab Stories", then you are a rathe ... Sabsters are really are a creative bunch; I am so proud to be their leader! Along with my grand stories - which, I will admit, have been scarce of late - we have several games, the newest of which seems to be the most popular. It's called "Mad Lib" and the gang has had so much fun going through the book that Mama found at a discount store. Whatever will they do when I tell them the book is almost done? Oops; I spilled the beans! Anyway, Mama helped me put together a Christmas-themed Mad Lib for this month, and we chose one of Mama's two favorite Christmas songs. The gang finished up the Lib on Tuesday. You may know "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas", but you've never heard it like this. I trust that you'll be able to figure out which words were the ones that were "chosen" by the group: Have yourself a greasy pretty Christmas Let your leg be light Next high noon all our computers will be out of flamingos Have yourself a merry little Christmas Prowling the yuletide muddy Next minute all our angels will be 1,000 miles away Once again as in outrageous days Happy fuzzy days of cat Darling friends who were dear to us Will be sheepish to us once more Someday soon we all will be together If the gumballs allow Until then, we'll have to elf through somehow So have yourself a old(and) shiny Christmas now Such a grand piece of literature, eh? Blame it on Leo, but he was the one who thought that the world would be a nicer place if everyone was wished "Happy Fuzzy Days of Cat" on a regular basis. So, as the fearless leader, I am throwing it out there to see if it will catch on. The next cat you see, be sure to wish him or her a very "happy, fuzzy day of cat" with Leo's compliments.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/538920 Tue, 16 Dec 2008 11:29:35 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/538920 Mama warned us yesterday that there were 28 bunnies in the Rabbit Room at the shelter, so she was ce ... 28 bunnies in the Rabbit Room at the shelter, so she was certain that she'd end up bringing a foster home after her weekly cleaning shift. Whatever you do, don't EVER steal my hope! I hoped that they would all be adopted before Mama got there at 8 am. It was not to be. Just like Mama promised, she came home from the shelter with that dreaded white box with the heart on it. She set it on the floor next to the apartment going-outside door and got right to work in putting up the bunny cage. Mackenzie hopped off the bed to inspect the box. Yes, she meowed, there is something inside! I wasn't about to budge my from comfy, warm spot on the bed, where I had flopped down after Mama got up. (Shhhhh... that's what I tell Mama; she is certain I did little more than swap sleeping positions in the 5 hours she was gone.) It took Mama a few minutes to get things set up because she had to move the table with the holiday decorations on it and she had to move the pole lamp and she wanted to make sure she put a shower curtain on the floor b/c she says this bun will be messy too because he's not been snipped yet. The box never moved a muscle. I was beginning to think Mama was trying to distract me. Maybe there wasn't a bun inside, but my Christmas presents? Mama usually buys my gifts at the shelter gift shop. Maybe she hid them in that box so I wouldn't bother them? I couldn't help it... I had to look. The box passed the grass-smell test. Yup, hay inside! Bun inside! Finally Mama opened the box and said "It's OK, Chocolate, you can come out now." I watched from the kitchen while Mama pulled this bunny named Chocolate out of its box. Imagine my surprise when she pulled out a white bunny! For starters, Mama would live on only chocolate if she could, so I know a thing or two about chocolate. Chocolate is brown. This bunny is hardly brown. Well, he's got brown rings around his eyes and a couple brown spots here and there, but that's it. Who called this bunny Chocolate? Mama says that as of right now, Chocolate won't be here very long. Poor Chocolate was brought to the shelter because his family couldn't afford his medical bills. Seems that Chocolate has teeth problems and he needs to have the front ones pulled out. Mama says that he's going to have that surgery done, along with his neutering, next Tuesday. Well, if its only for a week, I suppose.... besides, Chocolate doesn't do anything. Once he finished sniffing out his cage and surroundings, he's settled into a quiet nap in his litter box. I can handle a bun like that. Mama says "don't hold your breath" because he's a young bun. He'll be bouncing and taking over everything tomorrow, she says!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/538694 Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:56:39 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/538694 Mama says that she is getting plenty jealous of me. She says that my friends love me more than her ... Jason Hopper, and my little bestie, Bastian, and one from of my orange Ashley gals, from Jersey. Then, both Kenzie & I got a card from Spotty and TC's family - she's furiends with their gray brother Diogi. Jas' card has me worried. While it has a brilliant orange cat on the front, that cat is curled up with a d*g! I love you, buddy, but I don't think you've ever met a d*g, because if you did, you would NEVER imagine a brilliant orange cat doing something so WRONG! MOL Mama loved the card from Bastian, since it had a snowman on the front, and Mama loves snowmen almost as much as she loves cats and nieces. Mama also laughed because she tried to read it to me and it didn't make sense to either of us. That's when Mama realized the wording on the card isn't English because Bastian and his mama aren't English or American kitties! MOL Bastian meows in English, so we understand that part. I'm loving my unique card! Then Ashley sent a great photo card with pictures of herself and her pawrents and those nasty d*gs she must share her house with. Mama said they were all beautiful but I can't disagree with Ash. D*gs are just yucky! Diogi's card also has all of them on it: Diogi, Zippie, Mr. Lollycat, and Pawlette. It's a grrrrrrrrrrrreat card, but Mama bent the corner in the car. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Mama! Thank cat that Mama got the rest of my cards out yesterday. Phew! The cards are in the mail, buddies & dudes!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/537983 Sat, 13 Dec 2008 19:00:43 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/537983 Wowsers! It was REALLY, REALLY COLD last night! Our power went away between 2 and 5 Friday mornin ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/536763 Tue, 9 Dec 2008 18:57:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/536763 Mama reminds me that today was the day five years ago that we lost Pupah. I so miss him. Pupah did ... today was the day five years ago that we lost Pupah. I so miss him. Pupah didn't believe in diets and paying attention to feeding instructions. We always ate so good when Mama went away MOL I just can't believe that I am old enough to remember 5 years ago. Mama was on her way to see Pupah at the big people vet hospital when the human vets called and said "he's coded, get in here!' Mama rushed around, calling Memere and Auntie Becky and Uncle Tony and Auntie Lisa and slammed the door behind her. I didn't know what "coded" meant but Mama later said it meant Pupah had stopped breathing and his heart stopped moving and the human vets never got them working again. Pupah was so generous. When Mama would go away, Pupah would go to the store, but us our very own deli turkey, and feed it to us. I know he loved to give things away. Mama says that even when he died he gave to people. Mama says that Memere gave permission for the special human vets to take Pupah's bones and skin and share them with other people who really needed them. Since then, though, Mama has told me about what happened to Pupah, and we don't ever want it to happen to you, too! Mama says that Pupah was in the hospital because his heart had stopped working a couple days before he died. She says that no one knew his heart was in pain because Pupah had a "silent heart attack". When he died, everyone figured it was his heart, again. No so, Mama tells me now. It was actually something called a "pulmonary embolism" that was made when an air bubble was made when his heart started back up again and the bubble went for a ride and burst in Pupah's lung. Sounds painful to me, but Mama assures me that it happens so fast that Pupah never felt a thing. Thank goodness Mama helps me with all these big words, because today, in his honor, I wanted to help people to not have Pupah's problems. Mama used to give blood on Pupah's anniversary, as a way to give life to someone else in Pupah's honor, but because now Mama needs to give her blood to the doctors all the time, she can't share her blood with other people. Pupah had die-ah-beet-ies. Mama says that's important to know, because heart attacks feel different in die-ah-beet-ies people. She also found out after Pupah died that those air bubble things are fairy common after the heart stops, but there's no way to know if it happened until the purson is dead. I don't like that idea, so here's some information Mama showed me to help you learn about heart attacks and embolism stuff: How to Detect a Heart Attack (see 2/3 down about silent heart attacks) All about pulmonary embolisms Tests & Diagnoses for Pulmonary Embolisms]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/534041 Mon, 1 Dec 2008 19:51:22 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/534041 Mama says its all about the eyes. Says that eyes are the windows to the soul, and you can learn a l ... Pen Paws, but she was also working on a feeding list and routine sheet for all of us. That's bad! She must be leaving us again! Yes, Mama says. She has to go away for a couple of days and help out her auntie who has cat-n-rats in her eyes. No wonder Mama's going away - can you image a human with a cat AND rats in their eyes? Who knew their eye holes were so big? Not me! Mama says that she's going to her auntie's house tomorrow afternoon, after she goes to the shelter and comes home to clean the guinea pigs and pack her suitcase. She's going to be gone for two days! She says not to worry because her friends are coming over to feed us. These are the same friends who took care of us when Mama went on the airplane a while ago, so I don't have to worry. I don't? What's what I do! Mama says that her eye report is good, though. She had to go see her eye vet for her annual check up and he says her eyes are healthy and her vision hasn't changed, so she doesn't have to get rid of the glass frames she wears on her nose. I know that my eyes are working just fine, because I saw Mama pack the foster buns in their "I Love My Pet" boxes and take them away. Mama says they had to go back to the shelter because the friends can't take care of the bunnies and she's going to be gone too long. When Mama came home from bringing the bunnies back and having her eyes checked, she folded up the cage, cleaned up the nasty messes the bunnies made, and set up our Christmas decorations. I have done a thorough inspection and I approve, particularly of the new stockings she bought for all of us. She complained that I ripped them last year. I know it wasn't me - I would never destroy something that gives me gifts! MOL]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/533741 Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:05:44 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/533741 Mama made plans today to watch baby Lucy so Auntie Julia could have some time to herself, so I could ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/531992 Wed, 26 Nov 2008 03:41:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/531992 Phew what a storm we had yesterday! The wind blew against the apartment; the rain sounded like it w ... my mama got famous! Did you hear? Did you know? Well, the story is... Right after that election when the new president was elected, some nosy reporter went to a little store up the street from us and found a handwritten sign that invited people to give money to guess when the new president would get killed. The sign gave a couple suggestions for how it might happen, and then said "let's hope someone wins." You can guess what happened next, and Mama tells me that the story was all over the internet and even the England people were talking about it in their newspapers. Mama got very angry because people all over the country and the world were saying that everyone in our town is race-iced. I am still trying to figure the word out, but if it makes Mama angry, then I know its super bad! So while all the police people were investigating, the town people decided this was too much and they had a meeting and wrote a paper that says that the town is not race-iced. Mama was so angry that she went to the meeting to show that she didn't agree with the sign... and that's when the TV people found Mama and asked her some questions about the sign and what she thought about people in England and all those other places thinking that Mama was a race-iced. Mama said "this is my town; I've lived here all my life, and I don't like it. I want people to know that I am not race-iced and I support my town, not a poor decision about a bad sign." And the TV people put Mama on the TV! Can you believe it? They showed it over and over and over and over... Mama says she was feeling "wishy washy" about her answers to the questions because she feels best when she can write her answers down first, but everyone who saw Mama on TV said she did a wonderful job and why doesn't she get a job on TV? Mama says this isn't the first time the TV people have put her on TV (says that was a lifetime ago) and people thought back then that she should be a TV person. My mama is famous! But I'm glad she'd rather be a cat purson!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/527528 Thu, 13 Nov 2008 07:41:30 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/527528 I'm telling you, with six of us four-leggers around here and one biped, it sure is easy to get ignor ... I want her to get up and come see me! I continue calling out to her, raising my voice and getting more persistent. Finally Mama says "WHAT Sab?" and I hear her push her chair away from the desk. Finally! Mama comes over, sees me and the toys, and out fall those dumb words humans come up with sometimes. "One might think you wanted to play, huh Sab?" she says. Either Mama is clueless or brilliant - one never can tell - so I just cock my head to the side and meow at her again. Last night she pulled out that red laser light! I haven't chased that around in a while, and it went up the door and down the other side and I attacked that door as if it was my mortal enemy. You'd have been so proud of me - till Mackenzie showed up and crashed our party. (She seems to think she's being neglected, too. It's just that she's using the glider chair to study Omar in his fish bowl, and I just know she's waiting to make her move.) Today, when I repeated the successful toy drop, Mama pulled a shoelace out of her shoe for me to play with! She swung it back and forth and wowsers I almost let it get away! Problem is that Mama had a really bad day today and she wasn't into playing much. So.... I wandered into the living room and rang my claws down her mattress. This really ticks Mama off and it always gets to her growl "SAAAAAAAAAAAAB!" So I looked at her, stopped, and flopped onto the floor. Mama turned around and continued talking to her friend on the computer. I went over and rattled the hinges to the rabbit cage. They came to the door of the cage to sniff me out, but Mama heard me, turned around, and growled "SAAAAAAAAAAB!" She still didn't get out of the chair! Finally I had the idea. Mackenzie was strutting into the living room! I sat still and waited for her to come by... and I slapped her a good one, right across the face. Kenzie hissed and attacked me immediately, and this time, Mama got up. "What is the matter with you this morning, Baby Boy? How much attention does one baby boy need?" she asked. She picked me up and held me and scratched my head. Then she put me on the bed and continued to pet me. That's way more like it, Mama....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/525365 Sat, 8 Nov 2008 16:17:07 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/525365 Apparently I have not learned enough about reporting after being a faithful reader of Bogdan, the pa ... The Morning Scratch. I say that because I reported a few things that weren't exactly true when I carried on about Mama's church getting robbed, and I wasn't given all the facts. Mama says "take it easy, Sab", because when there's upset-ness and confusion and people running around with their hands in air, things are bound to happen. She says big people call it "the fog of war". After all, the church people lost a person to cancer just this Wednesday, so everybody's minds have been focused on his family and his loss. Mama says church went on without a problem today, and that they didn't take every thing with a cord; they took a bunch of cords that go to the amp and the mixer. This makes sense to me, because they stole the amp and the mixer! If you're gonna take something, wouldn't you want to be sure its gonna work when you get it home? Mama says they also stole some other stuff, but Uncle Tony says they were so neat about what they took and how that it's almost like someone borrowed it. The bad guys knew what they wanted, because they left other, more expensive stuff. Here's the scary and exciting stuff: Memere might have interrupted them! That's right - my Memere! She had gone to the church on Wednesday evening for the praise group practice, but it was canceled and she didn't know. She remembers hearing funny noises that didn't seem like proper church noises but she didn't pay much attention to it. She had used the phone in the room where they used the door to get outside and come into the sanctuary; Memere could have just missed them! Mama says that Mr. Policeman thinks it is "an inside job" because it seems like they knew what to take. There have been a lot of break-ins in the area; Mama says she found out today that one of the families at church had their house broken into a couple weeks ago but they caught those guys and put them in jail. Mama says that everyone agrees that everything will be OK. Those bad people didn't know that the stuff they stole is used for singing to God, so they're going to be in for a shock when they try to sing with them! Mama says she hopes whomever took them needed them more than the church did, and everyone is grateful that they only stole stuff, instead of damaging things inside, or trashing the inside, or worse. (A few years ago, the neighborhood kids threw rocks through the sanctuary windows.) Anyway, I'm just happy its been so nice outside. It was so warm outside that Mama left the living room window open all night! I was enjoying being in the window and taking a nap this morning, but then the d*gs showed up! Seems there is a dog grooming store across the street from us and I never noticed before! Man they are so noisy! Now I remember why I can't stand dogs!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/524870 Fri, 7 Nov 2008 12:19:30 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/524870 Mama and I are still upset and quite in shock about the news we got this afternoon. Our church got ... nothing is sacred anymore. She wonders if it's the same monsters who egged the church on Halloween evening and drove around the building, doing drag races in the grass. I'm telling you, if I find out who did it, I'll hiss at them and scratch their faces and hands and make sure they never do it again! Lemme at them, Mama!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/524582 Thu, 6 Nov 2008 17:52:29 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/524582 Mama tried to dress me up for a Christmas photo shoot! Can you imagine? She came home all exci ... dress me up for a Christmas photo shoot! Can you imagine? She came home all excited because she found Santa hats for ferrets and dogs on sale for $1. I don't understand why she got them because she's always trying to be careful with her pennies, and I'm sure that $4 for hats and antlers was too much to spend. The dumb guinea pigs didn't mind their ferret hats at all. Mama is pleased with how well they posed. Then it was my turn. She lured me over with an unopened bag of treats, of all things. So I made sure that's all she got. Her best pic of me was the one I wasn't in: the treats and the hat on the table cloth, but no Sab! She got me later, though, and I am doing my best to make sure that one photo never sees the light of Catster!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523961 Wed, 5 Nov 2008 14:30:44 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523961 Mama didn't sleep much at all last night. She got into bed about 3 am and then we got her up about ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523659 Tue, 4 Nov 2008 20:37:34 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523659 Pardon me for yawning. Its late, and quite honestly, I'm bored. It's Tuesday. There is no foo ... What is the fuss? I don't care if he's black - now if he was orange, I'd be all over it! However, as I'm sure you can attest to, I've never seen an orange human or biped. Have you? Me either. What's the song that Mama's teaching the babies? "Red and yellow, black and white; all are precious in His sight." Yup. That sounds right to me. It's just skin, but Mama says its super important to so many people and has killed millions. Mama says we have so much more to do as a country, but this is such a huge step. She's just giddy and carrying on and jumping and saying "wow, I just saw history being made" and writing it in her diary and humans are so silly sometimes. Mama is sure he would win, but isn't sure she's happy for all he stands for. Mama is so silly; since when does she agree with everything that something said? I just remind her: you tell me that Jesus is in charge, Mama, so just keep praying! Pardon me, but I've got to go back to my nap.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523579 Tue, 4 Nov 2008 17:17:58 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/523579 I watched Mama lay out her clothes for today. She packed her medicine. She dug out her socks. She ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/522864 Mon, 3 Nov 2008 03:54:45 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/522864 Hi American cats! Tomorrow is a most stupendous day - big word, huh? It means "so great in size ... We get to vote! Do you cats realize how important it is to vote? I hope your pawrents do. We are citizens of such a special country that allows us the privilege to choose the people who will run and guide our country, and we have a say in what policies we want to see. It makes me so sad when so many humans don't bother to vote, for whatever reason. Don't they understand how awesome we have it? Millions of people have died - given their lives - for the privilege to vote. Millions more are willing to die for this right. We vote in the Dogster/Catster photo contest; we know how important a vote can be there! People vote by the millions for American Idol and really, how important is that? It's "just" a song, and a singer. Voting is one thing, but understanding what you're voting for is quite another. Voting comes with responsibility to know what your "yes" and "no" choices mean. It means understanding what the names on your ballot believe and stand for, and you can't know that in a few moments. In Maine, we've got a couple very important ballot issues called citizens initiatives. (They are on the ballot because enough people signed papers saying they wanted to vote on it, for you cats who don't know what that means!) Question 1 is about whether to repeal the "beverage tax". This would repeal the 1 cent tax on beer, 3 cent tax on wine, and 4 cent tax on sugared drinks, sodas & flavored waters in order to fund DirigoHealth, the low-income health insurance program. We've also got Question 2, the casino referendum. This is a tricky vote, so pay attention! The question is worded so that you have to vote no in order to say yes, and you have to vote yes in order to say no. Some people say we need a casino in Maine in order to bring new jobs and taxes to help pay for things. Do you want to have a casino here in our backyard? It's that simple a question. I am not going to tell you how I plan to vote. I am not going to urge you to vote for a specific candidate or whether to choose yes or no. I just want you to know the facts so you can make up your own minds - Catster people are intelligent people! There's been so much arguing about why you should or shouldn't vote for him or her or them or that. Go to the source to read up on both initiatives: the State's website. Read the bills as they are current written, then vote based on what you read. Question 1: An Act to Allow a Casino in Oxford County (this is a bill that will become law if the voters approve. It is not law yet.) Question 2: Repeal of Health Access Surcharge (this law has passed but isn't enforceable unless the repeal effort fails.) If you've made up your mind, and you aren't sure about what to don Election Day, this handy dandy website will tell you everything you need to know. It's called Can I Vote? and will help you find out if you're registered, where to go, and what times you can go. Remember: if you don't use it, you'll loose it. So please, hound your humans until they get (this is a bill that will become law if the voters approve. It is not law yet.)]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/521374 Wed, 29 Oct 2008 18:40:10 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/521374 Mama says its Uncle Tony's birthday again. This worries me; I didn't see her try to wrap a present; ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/520390 Mon, 27 Oct 2008 03:40:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/520390 and this is no less devastating! One of my bestie friends of a female variety, Jersey Ashley (so ... Jersey Ashley (so as not to confuse her with my southern girl, Georgia Ashley), has been dethroned as top cat! I've never been forced to live with a dog - thank CAT for that. A couple run-ins with that crazy toy poodle Oliver makes me so thankful for that. (Isn't it grand to know that his mama, my mama's best friend, says that because of Kenzie & me, Oliver is petrified of cats?) Ashley, in true brilliant orange fashion, has done her best to live with a lab dog, which I am told is a slobbery bunch of bones because they must love and lick EVERYONE they meet. So what does her mama do? Ashley's mama rescued another dog and brought it home for good! What was Ashley's mama thinking? Better yet, what is MY mama thinking? Those two mamas are patting themselves on the back, saying what a wonderful thing Ashley's mama did, rescuing a dog who was not wanted anymore and was on his way to getting tossed out into the great unknown. Now I will admit, no d*g, even if it is a d*g, should be allowed to be homeless and tossed on the street. But why do OUR mamas have to be the ones to rescue the lost and discarded? I mean, I know that I would have been tossed if Mama hadn't rescued me, and Ashley was a tossed out cat, but gracious - how come our mama rescuing hearts didn't close up shop when WE arrived? No, we don't have dogs here; we just have bunnies who poo all over the place and never met a litter box that was worth putting litter in. Those buns seems to think the litter box is much better used for sharpening teeth. Apparently to them, carpets are much better for peeing and pooing. The only good thing about a foster bunny - or two - is that they are FOSTERS and, as such, don't stay here forever! So when is forever over? Ugh there I go again on a rant. I'm so sorry, Ashley. I asked my mama and she said that you can come stay with us at any time. The she asked me if I really wanted to do that, since that would be like rescuing a cat that was tossed out and what would I do with another cat in my territory? Do you think my mama is trying to twist my mind and mess with my head?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/519733 Fri, 24 Oct 2008 18:44:34 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/519733 When Mama helped me open my Catster mail this morning and saw the one that said "Macallan is gone" I ... Macallan was a cool dude - we just had his 13th birthday earlier this month. Mama was crying and hugging me and saying things like "oh my gawd, Sab, that is so devastating!" and how violated Mac's mama must feel to know he was taken from a "safe" place. Mackenzie is also in shock, too. He was a member of her "Olde Furts" group so its just so, so unfair. When you are able, please help me by going to Mac's page and leaving Catster love for his mom. As you might suspect, she is just numb and in shock right now. She's going to need all of our best wishes, purrs, and thoughts to help her get through her grief. In much better news, Mama took Monet to the vet to have his stitches take out. He's all better now! He's still not zipping around at full speed, but he's so happy to be back in his condo cage again instead of the small foot-healing cage.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/517762 Sat, 18 Oct 2008 18:26:25 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/517762 Mama's not feeling well enough to help me write out all my muses, so here's my last silly story: ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/515103 Sat, 11 Oct 2008 18:56:08 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/515103 Ugh that's all we've heard today. "Poor Monet! Are you OK? Mama's worried about you!" Mama has ... Mama slammed the door shut with me in it - got me right in the side! Naturally I yelped and growled and slapped Mama's feet, and she growled back saying "Sab I don't have time or patience for your bad behavior today! get inside!" And she pushed me with her foot. No, I don't think that's proper cat etiquette either! Mama laid down to take a nap. I laid down next to her. Mama rolled over to get out of bed, and rolled right onto my tail. UGH Mama was going back and forth from the kitchen to living room, making a cake for her grammy, who's having a birthday tomorrow, and feeding the buns & pigs, and making sure Monet was eating and not in pain. Mackenzie wanted Mama's attention and tried to rub on her leg, but Mama didn't see her and ended up stepping on Mackenzie's tail. UGH Then Mama heard the phone ring and it was in the living room. She raced in from the kitchen to get it, and Clover, one of the foster buns, hopped over to see what Mama might have for her to eat. Mama didn't see that, either, and ended up kicking Clover. We've all taken a vote: Mama needs to chill out! Monet doesn't like the fussing she's done over him; he just wants to be left to rest. Clover didn't like being kicked; Mackenzie is still washing her tail; I have decided to sit in the middle of the floor and slap Mama next time she walks buy. Parsley, the other bun, has chosen to stay in the corner and nap, and Bijou... well, this is all his fault to begin with - you'd think he'd be involved! But no... he's just squealing and yelling from his condo that he wants to eat and where is it? Mama did stop long enough to kiss my head and pet my head. I haven't seen her stay still that long all day!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/514798 Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:46:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/514798 Poor Monet. I feel for the little guy. Mama says he got hurt real bad! Uncle Tony fixed the car ... He's got a blue paw now. Why didn't she give him an orange bandage to go with his orange-colored paw? That would have been so much cooler! Mama is still very worried about Monet. He's hobbling along; not moving well; doesn't seem like himself. I slapped Mama with my tail and told her "would you feel like yourself if someone bit through your foot?" Mama says she knows but she's still worried about him and plans to stay home from church to keep an eye on him. He's got pain medicine & anti-bug medicine to take and Mama has to keep his cage extra clean. Mama had to redo his cage when he got home. Mackenzie and I watched Monet in his carrier while she did her work. He didn't want to look at us and kept his nose in the corner. Mama said to be easy on him; he was probably feeling a little funky because the vet had to make him sleepy in order to stitch him up. So Monet is home & healing; please continue to purr for him so that he heals quickly & can be a happy pig again!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/514547 Fri, 10 Oct 2008 09:29:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/514547 Wowsers - I thought we cats got into it! I was trying to help Mama take care of my Silly Sab duti ... He's the guinea pig that joined me for picture once. It's in my Catster book. I know Mama's super worried about him. She doesn't know if he's in a lot of pain, or if his paw is really hurt. She think he's going to need at least an anti-biotic. Mama also sternly warned me that fighting IS NOT OKAY and not to get any ideas! ~Sab]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/512901 Sun, 5 Oct 2008 18:52:00 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/512901 Mama was up early this morning moving stuff around. If Mama is awake that early, she usually just r ... Thank cat for that; it was 60 degrees in here this morning and my ears were chilly! It was 32 degrees outside! While Mama and Uncle Tony discussed whether 7:30 am was "too early" or "middle of the day" and how Uncle Tony couldn't see the rabbits and how our place always looks like a barn (what is that? I wonder) I decided it was time to get comfy. That's when I went to the kitchen to discover that our chicken box was not under the table anymore! It's been in another box under the table, and that box was missing too. No box to sleep in, so I came back to the living room. It was about that time that Uncle Tony was looking for me, anyway, so I went over and gave him the cursory sniff. He waved the peacock feather toy at me and I followed it around with my eyes, but I really didn't feel like playing. Uncle Tony says I'm getting old, then told me that I looked "stately" this morning. Anyone know what that means? After he left, Mama pushed the box with the air machine in it back to the kitchen and ... oh, yeah. The box my chicken box was in was the air box, and now that the air machine is in the air box, my chicken box is not under the table anymore, which means our carpet sample aka kitchen bedding is now not under the table, either. Ugh. Mess up my routine! I chose to snooze on the bed, but even that was messed up because Mama took off the sheets, complaining that I rubbed my butt on the sheets and she didn't like dingle berries caught on her bed sheets. When she finally came back home from doing laundry and she went to take care of the rabbit cage at the edge of her bed, she moved the sheet on the cage to find my favorite balls! She tossed them on the bed for me and I enjoyed them a few minutes. I knew they were there all along. See, the bunnies want to chew our toy basket, so Mama's had it on top of the rabbit cage since they arrived. I've tried to take toys out of there, but they ever get stuck between the bed and the cage, or they fall into the cage and the buns chew on them. Does this seem fair to you? Mama's solution to the problem was to move our toy basket (she bought us a snazzy dark green one, too, to replace the basket they already chewed) to the kitchen. Oh my I forgot about the toys I had! Speaking of toys... Secret Sister strikes again! This time she got me a "Nemo" catnip toy. After I rolled it all over the floor, I carried it around with me yesterday, then brought it to bed to sleep next to Mama and me. Mama did move it when she took the sheets and dingle berries off the bed!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/510558 Mon, 29 Sep 2008 02:41:41 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/510558 Mama here; there were rough seas. there was a road closure b/c the road washed out. there were ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/510236 Sun, 28 Sep 2008 01:42:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/510236 the storm called Kyle is now a hurricane. It is not expected to be a hurricane that hits my town. ... It is not expected to be a hurricane that hits my town. It will, however, be a tropical storm, and we still need to be ready. We've got flood watches & warnings up now. The area from Stonington up to Eastport are on hurricane watch. That's Mid Coast to Downeast Maine and the Canadian border. We're in Southern Maine. We've already had 4 inches of rain. As of last night they said the heaviest winds would be 6-11 PM tonight. You can keep an eye on my weather by going to our TV station for news. We'll keep you up to date; this area got hit hard the last hurricane in '91 and we lost power.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/509558 Fri, 26 Sep 2008 04:08:59 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/509558 Mama says we've got trouble brewing outside our windows this weekend. There's lots of rain coming ... watch it all right here. We are your cracking news! I'll be reporting back to tell you we're OK soon enough!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/508750 Tue, 23 Sep 2008 19:06:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/508750 My bestie & fellow Mousecateer, Jason Hopper, asked me why I didn't pounce on 'Asma' and what did he ... no fun to have empty lungs! Mama was right there to help me through it. I know she feels so helpless when it happens, and I must agree she is right. I mean, I am so glad to know she's there and she'll do whatever she can to help me breathe again, but when 'Asma' has his fingers on your throat and he's pushing really hard on your chest, every second feels forever. She worries that I have attacks while she's gone, but she gets so worried about me that I don't dare tell her if I do or not. As it is, it wiped me out all day. She assures me that she called Dr. Diana's office - I am so sad to hear that Dr. Carol went to another clinic and isn't able to care for me anymore - and she talked to new doc, Dr. Vicki. She says to keep an eye on me and I must come in and see her if I'm not better in a couple of days. Mama gave me my special breathing better medicine, but I took it easy laying in the sun today. She came home from the shelter and I got off the bed to greet her after she opened the door, but she was so happy just to see me. She was sure that because she decided to go to the shelter anyway, she'd find me dead and she'd never forgive herself. I told you my mama worries! It is I who should be worried. Mama has been feeling really horrible the past couple of days and super, super tired again. She tells me she's got a trip to her vet tomorrow - was planned months ago - but she's glad to be able to go see him in case he needs more blood to check. Having Mama take care of me when she's sick and I should be taking care of her... oh man, that's too long a sentence and now I must rest. Mama, are you ready to come to bed? I'd really like to curl up and not be disturbed when you come to bed!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/508393 Mon, 22 Sep 2008 23:08:43 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/508393 Mama here; I apologize to Sab's faithful readers - and to him - that I was so weary that I didn't ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/507411 Sat, 20 Sep 2008 06:49:50 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/507411 PS: Are the Catster fleas that wouldn't let me save my diary post gone? I did have Mama type this f ... Capt. Morgan and I've got a new buddy, Morgan the Pirate Gato. I suppose it can't be that bad, right? So Mama found this website for me to share for the Furiday Free for all at Silly Sab Stories. What? You aren't a member of the kewlest group on Catster? What are you waiting for! Anyway, the site is called "What's My Pirate Name?" and Mama helped me find out what my pirate name is. You ready for this? It is: MAD WILLIAM BONNEY I must say, I am not the least big impressed with my pirate name. There is nothing fancy about it at all! It doesn't sound old like "Barnicle-crusted Sab Man", or fearsome, like "Master Sab the Miscreant", or silly, like "Blunderin' Cold-gutted Sab". I'm not sure I like my pirate name at all! Mama did a funny and put her name through. After I saw what her name is, I'm glad I'm only Mad William. Mama's is: Dirty Ethel Cash. Isn't that funny - my mama, the must-get-sprayed-with-water-once-every-day mama is "dirty". It's so MOL I'm rolling over!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/506736 Thu, 18 Sep 2008 07:54:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/506736 Mama's got the guinea pigs running around on the floor this morning, and the foster buns were so exc ... she hauled me to Dr. Diana's on Tuesday and my under the tail business is all better! I am so glad I don't have to go back! Mama is glad, too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/505204 Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:17:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/505204 I have become seriously worried about Mama's head the past couple of days. I think she is going nut ... The enemy was a fly. Yes, you heard me. The fly came in on Wednesday. Somehow the fly got from the outside hall to inside and the fly was a mean one. It haunted Mama. Stalked her like crazy. It flew around her knees, and her ears, and her head, and her desk, and her computer. She was sure it was taunting her, cleaning itself on the computer monitor and we couldn't see the Catster screen! I don't really blame Mama for being so upset, really. It was quite annoying, listening to her hound us to catch that fly. "What kind of cat are you that you won't catch a fly?" she growled more than once the past few days to me or Mackenzie - didn't matter. I was not about to expend any energy chasing something I knew I couldn't catch. Then again, it didn't land near me. What a smart fly! Mackenzie, however, did make a valiant try, but she lost, too. Mama declared all-out war and was determined she was gonna win. Yesterday she comes home with this funny looking thing I've not seen before. She pulled it and it just kept coming and coming and coming... and then she stuck it on the ceiling! She put one next to her desk and one over the sink. I got on her desk chair to inspect this latest interesting thing that looked like a toy to me. It swayed in the breeze of the fans and it was rather mesmerizing. Mama explained it was super sticky and do not touch it! Except that, she did, and her finger got stuck to the side of the counter. She couldn't get it off, and she growled and hissed that this fly was going to "be the death of me!" We all woke up this morning and examined the strips. No fly, although Mama caught a couple of those super little flies that hangs out in the trash can. Mama was growling again. It was while she was gone at church that it happened - she won! I couldn't believe it! There was the fly - stuck in the sticky stuff - with its wings stuck and try as it might, it couldn't fly away. Kenzie and I stared at that fly for a while. She batted at it. I batted at it. It wasn't moving. It was quite entertaining, though, until Mama came home and wondered where we were because we didn't meet her at the door. When she saw what we were looking at, she started laughing and couldn't stop. She was wiping at her eyes she laughed so hard. The fly wasn't stuck on either strip hanging off the ceiling. The fly got stuck on the sticky stuff on the side of the counter! Mama happily put the fly out of its misery. There went our entertainment of the day.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/504527 Thu, 11 Sep 2008 19:58:56 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/504527 Most days are ordinary days around here. I eat; I sleep; I swat at Mackenzie; I use my litter box; ... never, ever leave me as long as she had anything to do about it and she promised that she'd do everything she could to keep me safe. I've heard that before, but Mama seemed to really need special love that night, so I gave it. What upset me was all of the pictures Mama was watching on the news that night. It was like one of those movies. Planes crashing into buildings and buildings falling down and planes falling from the sky and all those people dying was bad enough. People were taking hostages and threatening people on the street. What I didn't understand was that the TV people were saying this was done on purpose. I still don't understand it. Why do people have to be so mean to other people and animals? It's a question that Mama can't fully answer, either. There's just enough evil stuff in the world that sometimes you can't see the good. Mama says she was in the middle of some of the drama of that day; turns out that her work lost two people that day. While I remember, Mama does too. Today we sat and watched a dedication for some of the people. It was pretty, and sad. Mama remembered on her website. She wrote a special story about it, too, if you want to read it.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503865 Wed, 10 Sep 2008 07:39:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503865 After her breakfast this morning, Mama started her day. First thing, she tidied up the floor so she ... I must defend it!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503711 Tue, 9 Sep 2008 18:00:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503711 I was doing so well this year. No extra fur around; no dog cage coming out and being set up. Mama ... without any kibble in them? Then I see it: that evil, dreaded white box. The one that says "I (Heart) My Pet" in red letters and only carries one thing: foster bunnies. The only thing worse than seeing one of those boxes is: TWO OF THOSE BOXES! They were sitting in front of the door and Mama was building the dog crate! She can't possibly be serious but she was! Now I not only have to endure sharing my space with a foster bunny, but there are TWO foster bunnies sharing my space! I must admit, though, that they seem pretty scared. They are huddled in the back of their dog crate around each other. Mama got them a special treat, too, but they aren't interested. You know what's even scarier? One of these bunnies is PURE GRAY. Mama assures me that this is not Marty; this is a girl bunny who's been at the shelter a long time, along with her brown sister. Mama says to feel sorry for them; no one has considered them for adoption since they arrived two months ago. Mama says that the room is just so full and no room to put bunnies that she offered to take one in foster for a while, and these girls were chosen. Mama says get used to it because with all the buns they've got (including babies), the girls are not likely to leave any time soon. I've been studying them this evening, and she's right; this gray bun doesn't look like Marty. They've got different shapes, and I can tell that her fur looks softer than Marty's. Mama says that Clover, the gray bunny, is a "rex" bunny. She says your pawrents would know what a rex rabbit was because that's the kind of rabbit that Peter Rabbit is, and the Rex is velvety soft. Mama also promised me that tomorrow she'd let them come out of the cage, though I shouldn't need to be worried. She says they haven't been fond of being outside their cages at the shelter, so they just might choose to hang around inside there all day.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503342 Mon, 8 Sep 2008 18:46:19 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/503342 I got my diary title today from a bible joke I heard Mama tell once. The question is: what was the ... he's out for the season! Oh Mama and I are going to cry all season. It just won't be the same without him! Then, Mama left for the day. She said it was going to be a "beautiful" day and that, since it had been cool during the night, she wasn't going to turn on the cold air machine. She's kept that thing on all summer - and now she says that maybe, for one day, we could have fresh air. I like fresh air and all, but it was hot, and, between you and me, I don't handle the heat like I used to handle it. Maybe its my age; maybe my asthma has really gotten worse than it used to be, but I just didn't have the energy to be bouncing all over the place today. There was sun coming around the shades, so why won't lounge in that? I would have appreciated it being cooler in here. Mama knows how hot it gets when the sun comes over the building in the afternoon. Mama came home just in time to feed us supper - yay - but I wasn't feeling so jovial. Mama noticed immediately and - as only mamas can do - knew exactly why I was moping and was so sorry and all about letting it get so warm in here, even though she didn't think it was seriously warm. Then she decides to do dishes. I can't imagine why she did that - she did dishes on Friday and she hates doing dishes. (That's why Mackenzie is always busy cleaning dishes, but don't tell that to Mama....) Why would she wash dishes so many days close to each other? I wanted her attention! After that... what did she do? She changed the water in Omar's tank and washed his rocks and cleaned the inside and rinsed off the plants and then put everything back in, including Omar, who doesn't look too happy to me. All he wanted was a bloodworm, I'll bet. That's supposed to be catnip to beta fish. When I got her attention, I was not pleased with what she did to me. I heard her calling - I thought she was calling me - and I came running. Mama put me on the bed and put our Patriots hat on me to pose me for my new Catster theme. Ugh; I hate posing with clothes and other items. Why does she need to hide my brilliant orange? I don't understand. THEN (this is where it gets really infuriating) she flipped me on my back and started trimming my claws! Have you any idea how insulting that is? I can trim my own claws just fine - let me show you how sharp they are, Mama! I tried to scratch her but she moved faster than me. Brat. My consolation: she'd cut Mackenzie's first and she's the one who really needs it. She doesn't scratch and knead like I do. And oh - we got treats after that. Good thing! So pardon me while I go sleep this miserable day away. Mama had better keep the air machine on for me tomorrow!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/502580 Sat, 6 Sep 2008 17:54:28 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/502580 As if we haven't seen enough rain this summer.... it rains again! We woke up to it raining outside, ... It's raining so hard we can hear it on the roof even with the cold air machine on! We've been watching the news about it, too, Mama and me. They call this rain storm "Hanna". Mama says we have to be careful and be prepared, just in case we have to leave quickly, because they're saying we're going to get lots and lots of water just overnight. Tomorrow, they say, the sun will be out in time for a mid morning snack! I am taking preparations very seriously. I put all my crinkly toys in my pet carrier. I can't be without them if Mama decides we have to leave because the drains outside don't work! Mama tells me that so many, many people have died because of this storm already, but that she's glad its also raining in places that haven't had a lot of rain this summer - but that's not us! Mama also told me the story about the last hurricane that came to Maine. She said it was a long time ago - she was 16 years old then. It's name was Bob and she said it was just damaging enough to be fun. I don't quite understand that. She explained that they forgot to put the wading pool under the deck, and she, Uncle Tony, and Auntie Lisa watched it blow across the yard and stop in the neighbor's driveway. She said the trees in the yard bent right over. She told me about this big, huge pine tree that Memere and Pupah had in the front yard that was home to so many birds. Mama said things got scary when that tree bent right over and almost touched the house, but it didn't break in two. She says many branches came down, but not the entire tree. Mama says that she didn't live here then - where we live now - but that back then, this part of the road that we live on was lined with trees for about a half mile. She says that Bob ripped so many of those trees down that they had to cut them all down, and now that's why we have so much sun around us. She says the Lake got hit really bad, and no one had thought of that. Says that boats all over the Lake were flipped over and broken and sunk. I hope Hanna doesn't do that to us! That sounds so scary! Someone pass me a boat?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/501908 Thu, 4 Sep 2008 18:46:17 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/501908 Mama says that fur is not good for the computer and electric things. I wonder why she tells me this ... all day. By the time Mama made it home, she could hardly stand on her feet, they were so sore, and she was carrying a large box full of stuff, and it was a couple hours past the time she allows us to have supper! After I ate my kibble, I sat in the kitchen and howled for Mama to come see me. After all, I hadn't seen her all day; she should come see me! She finally got up and came to the kitchen. She picked me up and I got comfy and I purred and purred. Mama says "I can't stand tonight, Baby Boy" so she carried me to the desk and let me sit on it while she sat in her chair and put her feet on the stool I helped her paint a couple weeks ago. (We did a very good job, I might add!) Mama kneaded my head and scratched my ears and my chin and my head and ooooooooooooooooh it was blissful. That's when Mama said that extra fur is bad for computers and she needs to do something about this. Does that sound like a threat to you? I does to me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/501089 Tue, 2 Sep 2008 15:25:30 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/501089 I don't know what Mama uses, but somehow she takes moving pictures of me and I don't see a camera. ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500830 Mon, 1 Sep 2008 18:53:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500830 The big day is finally here! We've been listening to Mama whine about this particular birthday for ... don't ask that question in a room with cats! You are supposed to be... petting me and worshiping me and feeding me and playing with me and being quiet when I'm ready to nap and wash my bedding so its sweet and fluffy again and de-fured so I can fur it again. Mama got a super funny birthday e-card from her very good cat mama furiend, Ellie. I had woken Mama up at 3 AM just to wish her a happy birthday but she wasn't pleased about this. She got up to check on that bully hurricane out there and she saw the card from Ellie. The card said it was going to show how cats celebrate their humans' birthdays and... the first thing the card said was "wake you up way too early for breakfast" - which I did - and "stare at the wall as if there is something there" - which I do often - and "go somewhere to do your business when the litter box is not clean" - which I do not do - and "put hairballs in the worst places" - that would be Mackenzie. The card made Mama laugh out loud and hold her sides. Mama was planning on hanging up a shelf before she was to leave for a family birthday picnic that Memere was having for her. The shelf stayed right where she put it, because the phone rang all morning. Mama said it was her "fan club" calling her, but gracious... we rarely hear the phone ring. First Uncle Tony called because baby Lucy wanted to talk; then Mama's auntie called (Mama looks just like this aunt, they tell me); then Mama's furiend in Boston called; then Mama's BFF, Jessica, mom to the evil Oliver, called. It was a busy morning! Mama says she had a good birthday. She also got lots of good wishes from Catsters and their humans. I knew my mama was pupular!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500506 Sun, 31 Aug 2008 17:59:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500506 I was snoozing in the chicken box this evening while Mama was in the shower bathing herself. She ha ... Theo, a brilliant orange gal who's been at the shelter just past six months now. She says that because Theo has pooing problems, no one has considered her for adoption. Mama says that Theo's problem is totally under control with the proper food, so why can't someone come and love Theo? I must admit, this story makes me so sad. I wonder why Theo's new family hasn't found her yet? Mama tells me that all animals seem to get really depressed when they are at the shelter longer than 6 months, and that they all see that happening to Theo now. Mama has reason to hope, though, because the lady who comes in to write stories about the cats was there this morning and they were talking about Theo. She told Mama that she'd write a new story about Theo to help her find her new family. I am so glad to have a mama who loves me to pieces, no matter how much money I start to cost her or my under-the-tail problems. I am so lucky!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500194 Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:59:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/500194 I can't believe I'm even going to say this. I let Mama catch Mackenzie cleaning my chin yesterday. ... Oh the indignity of the moment! I'm a big boy; I really can clean myself. Kenzie was just in a giving mood, and heaven knows she doesn't do it often! It was the sun frying my brain that made me do it! I promise!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/499936 Sat, 30 Aug 2008 03:07:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/499936 I got a pmail from my bestie, OWP, saying how much he loved my page. In a week or two we'll be able ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/499246 Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:34:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/499246 I owe Bestie OWP an "I'm Sorry" because he tagged me a couple days ago and I haven't done a thing ab ... 1. What is your favorite Olympic sport? That would have to be the sprint - because I do it every day! 2.What do you prefer - summer or winter? Summer! Its warm and the sun stays out longer and is warmer in the window and Mama will open the windows and its just warmer! 3.What is the quirkiest thing you do? As soon as Mama goes to bed for the night, I start calling out to her. She meows back, then I meow back and then she meows back, and I climb on the bed to sleep with her. That's our thing... and if she doesn't meow back, I just get louder and begin to howl and the neighbor asked if I was in pain because he could hear me when he was in the hallway! 4.Do you have a crush on any other kitty? Well there's Siouxie and Pooter's and Chloe and Ashley and Ashley and Maya and Goldie and Callie Ann and Abbey and... I'd better stop naming all my friend girls or one of them might get upset that I didn't mention her! 5.What’s your favorite rosette or gift? hmmm that's a tough question... I guess I would say that my favorite rosettes are the ones that my furiends go out of their way to send to me! If it was one of those grape or cherry glasses, it would be even more special!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498905 Tue, 26 Aug 2008 18:26:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498905 Before today is over, I want to make sure the world remembers that it was one year ago today that I ... Chumley. I was so stunned I could hardly breathe. We were supposed to be gathering for an 'end of summer pawty" for all of us at BOCU and I'm Not Orange but finding out that Chumley wouldn't be joining us just broke our hearts and knocked the wind out of my tail. Then today, I noticed that he sent a note down and put it in his diary. He never had a diary when he was here on earth. He mentioned in his post that his mama is so sad that Catster doesn't save group pmails forever because now she's lost some of his stirring poetry. Yes, he did have some great zingers! In fact, I believe it was Chumley who coined our "brilliant orange cats" motto: if it ain't orange, it ain't happening! And his song "Give Peeing a Chance".... I remember it had all of us in stitches the day he wrote that prose. I don't remember now why he wrote it, but I suspect it had to do with having a problem - naturally! But, I do remember that we have a copy of his last message to us, when he sent BOCU a note to tell us that he had passed. (Mama doesn't believe in the "Bridge", and explained what everyone was talking about so I could figure it out, but apparently he wrote from the Bridge, so that's what we'll call it. Please, no throwing daggers at us; Mama knows she is in the minority and doesn't mean any disrespect to anyone who does believe in the Bridge.) We were talking about his note at the pawty that day, and Catster does save all the forum posts. So dear Chumely's Mama, here is what Chumley had to tell us when he sent word that he was gone: I am in the most beautiful place. There are all kinds of other kitties and doggies here, and birdies, and hamsters, and all kinds of other animals. I have two eyes now! And I can hear again! They tell me that I am at the place called “The Bridge”, and that my Momma will come here to see me someday. But in the meantime, I feel better than I have since I was a kitten! The doctor took me home last night. I was feeling better, after I got so sick yesterday. Then, sometime after the doctor went to bed last night, my little heart gave out. I fought really long and hard to get better, but I just wasn’t strong enough. I know in my soul that my Momma loved me, and I loved her more than anyone else, ever! My doctor worked so hard to save me, but I just kept surprising her with different problems. And I am so lucky to have had such wonderful friends as Sebastian and Jason Hopper, and Oliver Winston Parson’s Cat, and all the other wonderful orange kitties I knew on earth. I am going to rest in the sun for a while, kitties. And when I wake up, I will eat some of the wonderful food they have here, and then go play with the other kitties and doggies and hammies and birdies. I am so happy now, kitties! I feel so well, and I am at peace. Strong, happy, loving purrs, Chumley I shall bow my head and knead in sorrow in Chumley's honor. I miss you, Buddy, one of our Mousecateers.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498893 Tue, 26 Aug 2008 18:00:51 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498893 We got a surprise this morning: Memere came to visit! I didn't know she was coming; Mackenzie didn' ... everything? Memere turned her attention to Omar, who was doing his fish dance in his tank, before Mama finished putting on her sandals so she could go. Mama returned just in time to feed us supper! She had a couple bags and some wood with her. They were shelves, and she told me how this place had them on sale and she needs shelves to put on the wall so she can put pictures up again. It was just what she needed. Then she took out the new bottle of paint. Paint! Oh I love to help Mama paint. Last week, when Mama painted her footstool sparkle Christmas green (that's what the bottle said), she spilled some paint and I got my nose a little too close when I sniffed it. I had a green spot on my orange nose! I tell you, its not a smart thing to do, because it takes an awful lot of paw licking and rubbing to get it off - not to mention the wet wash cloth Mama used to wipe it off! Oh I know this doesn't have anything to do with Memere coming over, but I curled up in the clean laundry Mama had on the bed while she painted the shelves on the little table she set up next to the bed. This time she used "nutmeg brown" and those shelves are looking pretty good now, though it smells like paint in here now and she says she's going to put shiny stuff on them tomorrow. "They have to dry, gang, so don't go rubbing your chins and bodies on them!" she warned us as she put them to dry in the kitchen. But but but... I've still got a speck of sparkley Christmas green paint on me, don't I? Why can't I add a speck of nutmeg brown paint?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498560 Mon, 25 Aug 2008 19:33:35 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/498560 Pardon my commercial here, but we've got important stuff to discuss, Maine readers! Our initiat ... Dear Friend of MALT (Maine Adoption Leaders Team)~ Our update this week comes just days after the 1-year mark of the J'Aime Kennel (Buxton Puppy Mill) Raid led by the Animal Welfare Program. We all remember it, particularly the dedicated group of people who worked tirelessly to save the animals who were a part of the largest raid in Maine's history. Click here to read the story as it was reported last year by the Portland Press Herald on August 23rd. We are proud to report that the 350 animals who were a part of the horrific conditions at J'Aime Kennel were all cared for and subsequently found new homes. It could not have happened without the Animal Welfare Program and the other animal organizations that stepped in to help. The Buxton raid is exactly what the Adopt Plate initiative is designed to PREVENT and SUPPORT. Funds will go to RESPONDING to animal-related emergencies that require professional, respectful human intervention and to the HELP FIX ME spay/neuter program to prevent the birth of unwanted animals. Our deadline of September 1st is upon us and we are quickly approaching the 75% mark. Even though we have sold nearly 1,300 plates in record time, we will fall short of our goal of pre-selling 2,000 by September. The very good news is that MALT has been working closely with the Bureau of Motor Vehicles and Senator Nutting (the bill's sponsor) and there will be a meeting on Friday, August 29th to discuss possible ways to get the bill into the 2009 legislative session. Regardless of the outcome of the meeting, MALT will continue to pre-sell plates so the initiative can be heard in the 2010 legislative session. In the meantime, please buy a plate and get your name on our Leaders List. Our Leaders List will be published here in this newsletter the week of Sept 1st. It will include all the people throughout the state of Maine who are leading this charge in support of animal welfare. See below for a short list of events where you can purchase your Adopt plate. As a reminder, this may be the last specialty plate that the State of Maine allows, so PLEASE make it one that will support the health and welfare of all our animals. NO animal deserves inhumane treatment. ALL animals deserve our respect. Sincerely, Members of MALT So, please - if you live in Maine, can't you somehow find $25 to help us reach our goal! I know my mama doesn't have money, but she tells me she ordered her plate already. Since she's already got the loon plate on her car, she's been paying for a special plate for years. Even though the loon plate supports conservation efforts in Maine, she'd rather help support the homeless animals if she has the option! If the initiative falls through, you can either get your $25 back or you can donate it the Animal Welfare Program. Either way, you win! Stop by Planet Dog for more information & to order your pate, or just visit its website and you'll be all set to go! Oh wait... even if you don't live in Maine, you're not off the hook! If you know someone who lives in Maine, please make sure they know about this! As Auntie Lisa would say, it's for the puppies!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/496669 Wed, 20 Aug 2008 19:11:57 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/496669 wow - what a day we had today! It was the most purfect day to have... for late September! Mama say ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494908 Sat, 16 Aug 2008 01:52:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494908 Mama here again; Thanks for the encouraging posts. Its been a long, sad week here at the Sab hou ... Sab is not in total kidney failure. His kidneys are simply not functioning at 100%. His kidneys are doing well; his levels are just a little elevated. Think of it at about 85-90% function.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494795 Fri, 15 Aug 2008 17:35:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494795 Mama here; Sebastian is lounging on the floor, resting. He's still a little dopey from his exper ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494471 Thu, 14 Aug 2008 19:10:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/494471 I am mad right now. I found out that Mama's planning on hauling me to the v*t again tomorrow morn ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493694 Tue, 12 Aug 2008 18:55:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493694 I can't even believe that I'm going to mention this, but I must agree with Mama: in the midst of thi ... He had held a vigil over his dead master all that time. The police people think that his master killed himself, but Cash still stood by his side and was very thin and thirsty when they were found. I found Mama crying and asked her why. She shared with me this story. It is so sad that the man felt he had to kill himself when his dog loved him so much. Poor Cash... and what he must have seen and thought during all that time alone with his master. Mama grew up with a shepherd mix and says she's not surprised at the loyalty. Purrs for you and your family, Cash, during this terrible time of loss.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493625 Tue, 12 Aug 2008 15:13:16 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493625 Mama and I were watching the news and they had a follow up story about the evil, bad, deadly tornado ... watching the news and they had a follow up story about the evil, bad, deadly tornado that tore through New Hampshire last month when we had our evil, bad weather. The weather people say the tornado was only one, and it traveled 50 miles on the ground. So much was damaged that most of the houses and places demolished still look like it happened yesterday. Mama says she's very upset because the news is saying that that President Bush didn't go far enough. He only called 3 out of 5 counties "disasters" and doesn't include any private homes or property; just covers town stuff. People are still living in hotels while their houses are destroyed. Not even insurance people have been helping. One lady on the news had to send her kids and dogs to another state because they didn't all fit in the hotel. Mama says this stuff makes her so mad because people are hurt and need help. How come people don't come help them? I can't imagine what would happen to me if something like that happened to my small house. I wish it was bigger, but it has Mama, and Kenzie, and Bijou, and Monet, and Omar. I'd be so lost without all of them! I know mama would be so upset if she had to send us somewhere else... or worse... because no one would help her fix her house.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493334 Mon, 11 Aug 2008 18:47:06 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/493334 Mama has got to be pulling my tail! She can't be serious! No, she tells me, this is very impor ... high school, she went to school from home and did some writing. Says she was supposed to keep writing and get paid to write, but that time got away and life got in the way, so she never could do anything about it. Mama says that "now" is the time to get back to writing and taking the next classes that go with the schooling she had a long time ago. This is so exciting! I love it when Mama's working on writing and she prints papers and leaves them in places all over the floor and the bed and I can lounge on them and I help her read them by holding them to the floor with my claws and I cover the parts she doesn't want to keep and... it is very fun, until she feeds the paper to the paper-eater under her desk. He makes too much noise! Mama says that she's going to have to do some writing every day and that this is going to her new job. She's going to have to "work time" and she can't be disturbed or worry about Catster or take - what did she say? Worry about Catster? I titled my head to the side, trying to get the marbles to that part of my brain that would help me understand what she was telling me. "I may not have as much time for your Catster duties as I used to have, Sab," she says. Hey, wait a minute! I don't understand what the problem is! I write... I tell her stories... she types them down... isn't that writing, too? I can purr with the best of them! Why can't she make Catster part of her daily writing? Mama says this is very important and, if she can make this work, then she won't have to go to an office to work; she can stay right here. She says this is why she's been moving everything we own in the apartment. She's also going to be doing some work with Darby's dad, helping him get his business up and going. She says she's only got one problem: her bad eye. Did I tell you what I did with those fancy drops? I knocked them off the bed stand - from the place Mama was sure I couldn't reach! Ha, ha! Mama couldn't open her eye and she couldn't see and she couldn't find her drop yesterday. Instead, she found my "cat butt" and she slapped that right off the bed. "You big bully, taking Mama's stuff away!" she said. Do you think I really deserved that? Speaking about Darby.... Mama was gone late again yesterday but she came home sad. She told me she'd stopped by Darby's house to see her, because she knows Darby hasn't felt well in a while and things weren't looking good, and she also knew Darby's dad had some stuff for her. She says Darby is in such bad shape. She can't pee or poo anymore, and Dr. Shawn says she's shutting down. (Did I tell you we have the same v*t?) She didn't even know Mama yesterday, and Darby always smiles for Mama, wags her tail, and says hello. Mama is sad because she had to say goodbye to Darby last night. Darby's pawrents are taking her to see Dr. Shawn on Wednesday for the last visit, she says. She says that Darby's mom is particularly sad, as Darby's lived with them since she was 12 weeks old. Mama says its OK because Darby lived to be a good, old gal and that Dals aren't known to live to be 13 years old. I've not met Darby, and, if I had, I would have hissed at her and made her sorry she met me, but I am sad because Mama's sad. However, with Jasmine gone, and now Darby going, I don't have to share my mama any more with "dog sitting" duties! Does that make me selfish?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/491966 Thu, 7 Aug 2008 19:55:20 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/491966 Um, hey Kenzie, did you just see what happened? Uh huh. Do you have pee stuff in your bowl, too? ... Uh huh. Do you have pee stuff in your bowl, too? I surly do. I do admit, it is pee colored! But she poured it out of a box that came from the store! Pee doesn't come in a box at the store - does it? I wouldn't think so. Don't we have enough pee around here? Honestly, Sab, do you have to ask such a question? Have you seen the puddles you make in the box? You don't even bury them! No, seriously! This is a yellow color, but I can see right through it! You did see Mama pour it into a measure cup and put it in my bowl, right? Yeah, and by the sniff of it, it looks the same as the stuff she put in my bowl. Are you going to lick it first? Are you kidding me??? It smells... well I don't know what it smells like. You're the one who's always trying to eat out of my bowl, so why don't you come over here and taste it first. Why would I do that? I've got the same stuff in my bowl! Did you get a read on that label on the box that the liquid stuff came from? Um, well, it is a very curious thing, because there's a box just like it on the stove, still. You're the counter climber - you go look! I dunno, Sab, it sure is a curious thing. The box says "Country Hill Chicken." Have you ever seen a liquid chicken? Are you sure you read that right, Kenzie? There's no such thing as a liquid chicken! Lemme have another sniff. Well, I've got to admit that, while yellow liquid in the bowl is quite disappointing, even after a grocery shopping trip, it does smell a small bit like chicken. Maybe its a new meat that just makes you THINK you're sniffing chicken. After all, when have you ever seen Mama shop for food at Wally World? Good point. But should we eat it - I mean drink it? Lemme wiggle it with my paw and see if it hops out of my bowl. YIKES I got it on my paw! Get it off my paw! I can't shake it off! Uh, Kenzie, you're shaking wet stuff all over the kitchen... Mama's gonna be mad at you.... I don't like wet stuff on my paw! Make it come off! I would, but you're stepping on your paw! Stay still and let me check it out! Meooooooooooooow I can't stand it! I've gotta hide from it! Now look what you did! You kicked my bowl on your way to the carrier and now there's yellow chicken pee on the floor! Wait a minute. Did you say chicken pee? Chicken???? Where! Lemme taste it! You stay right in that box, doofis, and I'll come check out your paw! Just stay still. Ugh my unsightly paw. Do you think you can clean it? You know... Kenz... your paw.... well, its... not that dirty... but... this stuff... you know... maybe you... should taste .... it. It really does taste like chicken. Did you say chicken? In my bowl? Right now? Why didn't you say something! Ugh Kenzie... I think you either need those drops for your ears or its time to get you to bed. Your elderness is getting to you brain. Mmmm Sab.... you gotta .... try this.... its pawtastic! However, let's not make Mama think that she got us something really yummy and special and leave it until morning. Then she'll dump it out and give us real food! Are you sure you can leave stuff in your bowl all night? And why is Mama laughing so hard? What's so funny?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/491514 Wed, 6 Aug 2008 19:23:57 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/491514 That's what Mama got me for my new toys! I can't wait to chew on them! Mama says "you will not c ... it's going to be a really long month!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490955 Tue, 5 Aug 2008 13:14:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490955 That's all I have to say. (pause) OK I simply can't leave it just like that. What I thought w ... torture Sebastian till he dies day. It was that bad! For starters, Mama woke me up and tried to pull me out of the chicken box where I was sleeping quite comfortably to put me in the cat carrier, which she put in the middle of the kitchen. I wasn't born yesterday, cats. I like to sleep in the carrier, but when its in the middle of the floor like that, it means only one thing. I was not about to cooperate with this one thing! So I did my best to be as heavy I could and dig into the box so Mama couldn't lift me. The bad news: Mama's muscles are better and she can pick me up now and take me to the vet! She put me in the carrier, carried me down the stairs, then left me at the bottom, in the sun, while she went next door. I wondered about this, but she said I wouldn't want to get hauled into the yarn store just to pay rent. Obviously, Mama doesn't love yarn like I do! I was keen on the sun, however. Mama then put me in the car. Oh it was hot and sunny in there - it was perfect! Mama put the car in drive and I settled down on my blanket. It just felt so good! We stopped at this long building and Mama said "don't go anywhere, Sab; I'll be right back!" She got out of the car and she was gone. She left the windows open and the car was under a shade tree with sun peaking around the leaves to find me. What a gorgeous day! Mama was back almost as soon as she left, and she had mail in her hand. "Sab, honey, you've got postcards from your Catster buddies!" she said. Wow - she took me to go get the mail and pick up my post cards? Way cool! I started to purr. Mama thought this was quite amusing that I was purring while being in the car AND I only started purring after she said "Catster" and "post cards". Then Mama turned on the car and drove to a sweet smelling place. She again left the car with me in the carrier, in the sun, so I rolled over and let my belly get some rays. Soon enough Mama came back with a coffee. She took the lid off her coffee and opened the door of the carrier so I could sniff the lid. There was milk on the lid! Mmmmmm! I licked it all up and I purred some more. Mama called this "running errands" and I was beginning to think that doing errands was so much fun! Next thing I know, the car has stopped again and Mama gets out. This time, though, she comes around the side and takes me out, too. She couldn't carry me and open the door, so someone came to open it for her. I thought she looked familiar. It was Heidi who works at the vet office! What was she doing at errands? Mama put me on the bench and she sat down. I still purred, lounging on my blanket, not really paying attention until Mama picked me up again and carried me into the room. It was an evil trick; she brought me to the vet clinic! Wendy tried to weigh me but I was not about to cooperate. Would you, after being lulled to sleep by sun and warmth and milk? I roamed the room, trying to find the door. Oh the smells are overwhelming in there - you know what I mean? Wendy comes back with a lady we've not met before. She introduces herself as Dr. Diana and says she's the new vet in town. Mama asks "are you a vet vet or a vet in training?" I'm thinking "what does it matter if she tortures me like everyone else does?" Dr. Diana says she's a brand new vet and just started at the clinic. Mama says welcome and then explains the situation. Mama caught me dragging my butt on the floor a couple times. I must not let her see me do that because that's why I was there again. (Mama is quite the worrier!) Mama is concerned about my wrecked-em glands and could she check them? This is where things got really evil and diabolical, cats. Wendy put one arm under my belly and the other around my chest and she held me while Dr. Diana tried to touch under my tail! She picked it up and showed Mama and Mama agreed that it looked "angry" and "red" down there. Dr. Diana wanted to put her fingers where they shouldn't be! I was not about to let her, however, and I squeezed as hard as I could. Dr. Diana and Tech Wendy were so proud of me for resisting that they called Tech Michelle to come see me. Michelle was happy to see me and said yes, she remembered trying to do this the last time I had this done (while I was drugged up and sleeping! talk about being violated!) and that they had to use a pin. She hoped they didn't have to do that again. Michelle got on my other side and tried to put her fingers where they didn't belong. I howled "where are you, mama?" That's when I saw her: she was staring at my wrecked-em and talking to Dr. Diana! That's enough to make any cat's blood boil. Michelle pushed and prodded; Dr. Diana pushed and prodded. I wiggled and writhed and did my best to get away, but Wendy was just too good. I WAS IN PAIN - IT HURT! "Let's try this another way", Wendy suggests, so they turn me around. Now I'm facing Mama and my butt is facing the whole wide world. Wendy said I was "wild man" because my ears were bent down to my head and my eyes were bugging out. It was time to "express my opinion"! I slapped Mama's arm. I tried not to use my claws, but she felt them anyway. I then tried to sink my teeth into Wendy's arm, but she had a long sleeve shirt on so it didn't do a dang thing. Finally - Dr. Diana put my tail down and Wendy put me in my carrier! Then Mama and Dr. Diana talked. Doc says that when they cleaned my glands last time, she thinks it damaged the left one and because they couldn't get it to do anything, and its hard. So now I have to take pills and ointment and Mama has to really make me drink. While we were waiting for Mama to pay and to get my pills when Mama put two small bags of food in my carrier. "Can you save this for later?" she asked. It smelled good, but I was too wound up to really care. Our trip home was uneventful. I was happy to get home! Mama gave me a treat and Kenzie got that nasty smelling fish. After my treat, I spent some quality time grooming my tail!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490044 Sun, 3 Aug 2008 17:55:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490044 I'm worried, furiends. Mama got hurt again. This has happened before: Mama pulling muscles and ... Can there be a worse crisis than that???? Mama can't reach Mackenzie, either, and that makes me happy that at least she's not getting more attention than I, though I am sure Kenzie was not pleased that Mama tripped over her and sent her into the wall and Mama almost hit the floor. Pardon me while I go sulk. Not even kneading helps Mama's muscles feel better. All she wants is hot water and heat. Heat I can handle, but WATER?????]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490035 Sun, 3 Aug 2008 17:48:15 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/490035 Hey everyone! Thank you so much for showering me with Febreeze collars. I didn't know I had so m ... so much for showering me with Febreeze collars. I didn't know I had so many furiends! I am also saying thank you on behalf of Mackenzie, too. However, even while the dead ones have been showered with FREE gifts, Sabrina, Ivan, and Darby have not. They don't say much around here and don't have as many furiends, and those last 3 members of the family don't have ANY gifts or rosies, if your Ivan & Darby. So, if you've got some to spare, instead of sending them to me, please send them to those other creatures who are part of my family whom I've never met and I don't ever care to meet but seem to need some charity MOL Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs & thanks! I'm one stylin' cat!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/489514 Sat, 2 Aug 2008 16:45:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/489514 Mama showed me this "quote of the day" and I'm not sure about it. It said: "There's a great powe ... "There's a great power in words, if you don't hitch too many of them together." The guy's name is Josh Billings. I asked Mama who he was, and she said he was a comedian from the 1800's. Ah ha! It's supposed to be funny! How is she going to write stories and get paid for them if she can't put too many of them together? How will I write more silly stories if I can only use so many words? This requires lots of reflection and serious study!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/489054 Fri, 1 Aug 2008 17:59:58 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/489054 I don't know what to call this one. It's been a "blah" day around here; actually Mama says its been ... Ashley in Jersey, because today is her birthday and she is NINE, just like me! Don't forget to give her a shout!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/487361 Mon, 28 Jul 2008 14:52:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/487361 I really hate it when Mama decides to "speak to me" about something. As if I didn't have enough to ... Today is Sunday, Sab. I cleaned your litter box on Friday, so it is not appropriate for your box to be so smelly. It's not too much to ask you - please do your business in the litter box, and you're pretty good about that, but its not OK for you to leave your business exposed to the air and stinking up my air. I don't like it, I'm sure the guinea pigs don't like it, and I'm certain Mackenzie doesn't like it, especially when she is forced to use toilet paper to cover your mess. There's plenty of litter to use to cover your tracks and if you run out, I've got plenty more. You've also got several places to scratch, though I wish you'd learn by now that the wall under the toilet paper roll will never help you bury your business. That's all I'm asking; just keep your smell to yourself and I'll take care of the rest. And, while you're at it, keep the litter IN the box and don't kick it all over the bathroom. Mama loves her baby boy! Gracious she's full of complaints, don't you think? Why should I bury my business when she's going to go behind me and do it herself? Did you catch that line about her complaining about me kicking litter out? I don't do that. She's just assuming that I do because... well, I don't know why. I've never done it so I know she didn't see me. After all, she did say that I don't bury my stuff, so who's the stinky, dirty butt that's not keeping the litter where it belongs? Mama needs a new hobby. Her preoccupation with my litter box is quite.... obsessive. Pursonally, I think she should be doing a better job with dealing with Mackenzie, who still hogs my food and shoved me right away from my bowl this afternoon. BRAT!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/486022 Fri, 25 Jul 2008 02:56:36 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/486022 Thank you to all of you who pmailed me to say you were purring for me and sharing your scary stories ... Foster's Democrat from New Hampshire to see storm damage and tell me what you think. The crazy thing? Can you believe that some towns on the coast just north of Portland didn't even get rain? We didn't have any super bad weather - thank cat! We just got pouring rain. We still have rain stuck in the window screens. Hopefully the breezes from the Lake will dry them out!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/485837 Thu, 24 Jul 2008 14:16:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/485837 What is a cat to do? I am so spooked! Mama has kept the TV on most of the day because we've be ... tornado watches and warnings all day. I don't even know what a tornado is, but Mama has been praying and concerned about this. The sky has been really dark, and every so often it pours so much that we can't see outside. Every so often we hear a thunder boom but I haven't seen any lightning. Mama was taking her afternoon nap and both Kenzie and I were curled up next to her. There was a horrific, long boooooooooooom outside and it woke all of us up. Freaked us cats; both of us leaped off the bed and ran for the kitchen. Mama has pulled out our pet carrier and put it next to the bathroom. She also took out the guinea pigs' carrier and put it with ours. She also put a flashlight and her emergency radio in there, too. I am not sure what she was doing, but she said if things were bad, we'd have to get in the carriers and then huddle in the shower. She must be kidding. How are all of us going to fit in that shower stall? She says its the only safest spot we have in our area because we're on the second floor and there aren't any basements in the immediate area. She can't believe that we are worried about tornadoes, here. We don't usually have such problems up here. The news says that people saw tornadoes in New Hampshire and the pictures are terrible. Also, most of the northern and eastern part of New Hampshire was out of power this morning. Mama says we should be very happy that we've been OK the past week with all the bad weather. It's also so dark outside. Where is my sun? I haven't seen it in days! I miss it! Isn't it summer time? I don't want to be worried about the stuff in the sky!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/484932 Tue, 22 Jul 2008 11:24:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/484932 I feel like I just did this tag.... but Bucky sent me a nice pmail to tell me he chose me, so I know ... Bucky sent me a nice pmail to tell me he chose me, so I know I can come up with some more! The question is: which 6 things should I put on my list??? 1. I don't like sharing Mama with foster creatures - specially bunnies! 2. I don't like being left alone. 3. I don't like anchovies. 4. I don't like being stuck in the apartment all the time; I want to have the hallway, too! 5. I don't like having my tail touched!!!!!! 6. I don't like being brushed, either. Loathe would be a better word! Now I'm supposed to tag 6 furiends. Who shall I choose? After careful consideration, I have chosen: Lancelot, Callie Rose, Maya, Ashley in Georgia, Sammy in Florida, and Felix.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/484682 Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:30:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/484682 What a few days around here. I tell ya, its never dull! Can you believe that after our horrific ... Secret Sister's previous gifts, which have really been cat treats that I have found most un-appealing but Mackenzie simply can't inhale fast enough. However does she taste the stuff? In fact, on Friday Mama brought home a package from the post office from Secret Sister that had popcorn shrimp in it, and I didn't eat my portion. Kenzie ended up eating the entire box! This time, the package Mama brought home from church was a round, tin canister with a picture of a cat on it. As soon as Mama opened the container, I was severely hooked. She had my attention! There was organic cat nip inside! Mama was just taking way too long to open the bag inside the container. I swatted at the bag and the container to get Mama's attention and hurry things along! Finally Mama got the bag open and walked over to where my food bowl and placemat are. She spread some of the cat nip on the floor next to it, and she made another pile for Mackenzie, even though she can't be bothered with catnip. Oh, the bliss. Oh, the heavenliness! Oh, the out-of-this world feelings! I ate my portion of cat nip and rolled in Mackenzie's portion. Mama then left to go to the pool with the babies and the rest of the family. When she came back, she was greeted with spit up in two places. She's still puzzling over it, too. Kenzie is the one who does the massive hairballs and likes to chew on hay then spit it out. (She is so nasty gross!) These piles, however, where strait cat nip. Mama can't imagine me coughing a hairball, much less a cat nip ball, but Mackenzie eating cat nip? Naturally I'm not taking credit for the mess; I'll let Mama continue to think its Kenzie's doing! Today, however, I have been on the hunt for different places. Mama says I'm being very peculiar of late. I've been camping out in front of the living room closet door, which is not usually accessible because of the glider and the guinea pig condo there. Mama used to pile stuff at the door because she couldn't open the closet to put stuff inside, so I've never been able to lounge back there. I discovered that I can get behind the wooden trunk that the guinea pig condo is resting on. I stuck my head behind it to ponder life and sniff things out. All Mama could see was a shadow where she thought I was, so when she came to investigate, all she saw was my tail and she freaked out, thinking I was dying or seriously ill. I tell ya, mama shave way too much time to imagine the worst of life, don't you think? I am just fine; just being a cat and exploring! Mama says that when Brandy knew she was dying, she hid in corners and odd places and so me finding new places is worrying her.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/483642 Sat, 19 Jul 2008 03:22:05 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/483642 Yesterday was so scary. Even Mama was worried. It was an ordinary day, but it was super, super s ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482722 Wed, 16 Jul 2008 14:46:36 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482722 Mama loves music, and her favorite lady singer is Celine Dion. I can't understand why she loves her ... Celine is a screamer. When that Celine lady grabs those high notes and doesn't let them go, I can't handle it. My ears go back and I give Mama a bad look. I suppose it would help if Mama would turn the music down, but no, she's got to turn some of the way loud up! Last night was one of those nights, and she had her iTunes playing all her Celine songs. Do you have any idea how much pain in the ears that is? Except that, while Mama was listening to some, I heard my theme song. Actually Toonces made me think of it. I had just read his diary lament about how his mama hasn't figured him out after all these years of being together, and I heard the purfect song from Ms. Celine right after! I think its a sign! Just read the words of this song Ms. Celine calls "Surprise, Surprise": Just when you think you've got me figured me out Just when you think you know me well Mama, you've barely even broke the ice Okay, I added the "mama" part in that song, but who would sing that song to a baby? I think of the niece babies and wonder why Mama would want to keep them away? Humans are so silly about their words sometimes. So Toonces, I am thinking we should re-write that song a little bit. I love Mama dearly (and spent most of the day hanging around her getting attention) but gracious... I am beginning to think she'll never figure me out!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482144 Tue, 15 Jul 2008 08:04:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482144 Mama got a call from a friend of hers this morning and she's so upset because she needs to get rid o ... Shelters, Rescuing, and Fostering Forums (this is a direct link) for the full story and ideas & ways you have to help. Catster has been so awesome for so many - now its time to help a fellow cat in need! I promised Mackenzie I'd help her out because I have more readers than she does, so please - if you can - please help Kenzie & Mama find Sabrina a new home.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482077 Tue, 15 Jul 2008 02:44:36 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/482077 We just can't believe it. Only two years? Feels like forever, and feels like just yesterday. How ... cats, that made it totally OK in her book. That's the story of how we found Catster, and what a wonderful two years it's been! We have found such kindred spirits here and the best cats and humans you could possibly ever meet. Nowadays we just can't begin or end a day without checking up on our friends and finding out who's done what, who needs special attention, and meowing about the weather, our favorite sports teams and players, our troops, our favorite foods, finding someone to support us in our cat fights (Sab, haven't you had the keyboard long enough????), expert cat opinions on what might be ailing us, support for cats who need rescuing, the latest pet food recall news (the most evil thing to ever happen to cats, if you ask Mackenzie), and how to deal with chronic problems like thyroids and asthma. We've cried over the losses of beloved furiends, and rejoiced at the arrivals of best friends to come. When Mama was feeling super sick and unwell, our cat furiends and their humans cheered her up and helped her feel a litter better - way better than we cats could ever do. We've so trained Mama in "cat speak" that she finds herself saying "pawsome!" and "furiends" out loud in front of other people who look at her strangely (we really wish we could see their faces when that happens... Mama says its funny) and, last but not least, Catster has taught Mama a lot about codes and how to "build" pages on the spider web! (Wait.... is the spider moving? I've gotta chase it! Sab, please finish our tribute!) Mama frowned at places she calls "social networking sites" but has no problem telling people that Catster sucked her in so quickly and quietly that she never saw it coming and she can't believe she actually spends money without question on such a thing! Anyway, what we're really trying to say is that the last two years have been the best two years we cats (and the human) have had. Thank you to each and every cat and human who have made our time here so stupendous (that's Mama's big word and we have no idea what it means) and we're so looking forward to another year. ~Love, Mackenzie & Sebastian PS: hey Mama... while we're thanking everyone, how about you thank HQ and buy us the super bundle of zealies? Love, Sab]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/481973 Mon, 14 Jul 2008 18:50:00 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/481973 I didn't even know Mama took a video of me, so I was so surprised to see Mama getting it ready for m ... Me, in a video? Why, that only happens to the coolest of cats on Catster, not lowly ol' me. We don't even have a video camera, so how did Mama do it? Apparently I was hoping I'd get some attention - that's why I turn my chin up - but then a bath overcame me and - gracious - if you're into kitty korn, then you're in for a treat, because I give you the full court press of a routine bath. I am sorry for those who can't handle such a sight; I promise I had no idea there was a camera rolling! Mama just smiled and said "I have my ways, Sab.... and I'm not telling!" Mama says the only problem with the video is that I wasn't talking. She'll just have to be more sneaky the next time. There's going to be a next time? If so, I'm thinking I should go find myself an agent or whomever those people are who get oodles of dollars for famous people, like those new kitten I hear that a lady named Jolie just had and someone paid her a gazillion dollars to take their pictures. Yup, that's going to be me if Mama figures out how to take another video!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/481047 Sat, 12 Jul 2008 19:43:38 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/481047 Mama's been busy the past couple of days trying to figure out how to redecorate our Catster & Dogste ... very displeased and raced to the sink growling and howling. I don't even remember her getting the pot into the freezer. Mama's left wrist has been weak and bothering her; she's been doing her weight exercises to make it better. I guess the exercise didn't work, because Mama's wrist didn't hold the pot enough; that's how it hit the bottom, Mama told me. So THERE! I didn't make her trip and spill the boiling hot water. She did it all by herself! This means Mama has a very pink & red hand, and its not from a sun burn! Mama's had ointment on her hand ever since, and its sticky, tacky stuff, and she doesn't want to hold any of us with this stuff on her hand. I watched her put it on her hand and can you believe it - its the same bassy-tracian stuff she put on my under my tail when I had my anal problems this winter! No wonder I don't want it on me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/479610 Tue, 8 Jul 2008 21:34:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/479610 Oh my cat is has been so super hot here the past couple days. Today was in the high 90's, Mama says ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/478060 Fri, 4 Jul 2008 18:22:17 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/478060 Happy 4th everyone! After Mama's near collision with the car yesterday, we were all ready for a qui ... Then life gets back to normal... as soon as Auntie Lisa goes back to Michigan. I wish Mama wouldn't say that. I have no idea what normal is anymore...]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/477753 Thu, 3 Jul 2008 20:31:20 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/477753 After Mama's near miss with the car, she had lots of energy to get rid of, so she tackled her buildi ... electric drill. I had been taking my morning nap, so it wasn't worth my getting up to investigate. Then Uncle Tony asked where "the wildlife was". I heard Mama say "he's in the kitchen" and Uncle Tony came in to see me. "You're no fun now that you're old," he says, and he scratched my head with his finger - instead of pointing it at me. I sniffed his finger and it smelt like.... oh I don't know... Uncle Tony, I guess. So tonight Mama takes the white stuff, puts it on the floor, and she starts marking it up and cutting it with her super sharp knife. Then she folds it and tapes it and drops it in between the grids she made. Viola! Next thing I know, Mama's got both white boards folded, taped, in the grids, and she's moving the guinea pigs inside! She says its their new condo so they have more cage space and we have more floor space. She gave me a photo of her creation for me to put on my page. She says I must never jump on top of it because the top has no roof yet, and she is sure that Bijou will beat me up if I landed in his space (he's on top). Phew. Way too much excitement for the day. I will have to follow Mama to bed and join her when she thanks Jesus for saving her life today from the mean, evil car. Thanks to all the cats who have sent messages and gifts and rosies to let us know you're glad she's safe, too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/477649 Thu, 3 Jul 2008 14:23:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/477649 Mama went outside this afternoon to do some outside things while I was expecting my supper. She was ... not look happy! I couldn't see what happened after that but I was upset! I started pawing at the windows and meowing really loud. Was Mama OK? Where did the red car go? Mackenzie came to join me but we didn't have to wait long - in a few minutes Mama was walking back across the road into our parking lot with a newspaper in her hand. When I saw her, she was waving at me. I stopped pawing so rigorously at the window and continued to meow. I raced her to the door and meowed and rubbed and sniffed her legs when she came inside. Mama tried to pick me up but she was still shaking. "Did you see that, Sab? Mama's OK - really - I promise," she says. Mackenzie was wailing and carrying on down on the floor and she rubbed herself all over Mama's legs and, she tells me that Mama has no new bruises and scrapes. Mama tells me that she didn't see blinkers, either, so she crossed the street. The car didn't start moving until she was in the road and before Mama could move out of the way, the car was so close she could feel it. She put her arms out to stop the car (very silly thing to do, Mama!) and she did touch the car with her hands and it made her wobble as it continued to drive off. Mama says the first thing she thought about was that we had dirty litter boxes and empty food bowls. Mama says she yelled at the driver and when she went to gain her balance, that's when the other people in cars were getting out to help her and chase down the car. Mama says she's seen many walkers almost hit in the intersection before because people don't know how to behave a pretty blinking red light, but this was the first time it was almost her. She says she's not scared; she's very angry at the mean man driver who was driving the maroon Hyundai with his kids in the backseat. All I know is Mama is OK and she's safe and she filled my kibble bowl and we have plenty to celebrate tomorrow on the 4th of July! We've got lot to purr to Jesus about tonight; Mama says she's sure her guardian angel got run over!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/476636 Mon, 30 Jun 2008 23:38:38 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/476636 Well this is a first: Mama waking US up in the middle of the night, roaming the kitchen. Let me r ... emptied the litter boxes! You know how early it is? So early that Kenzie and I aren't interested in breakfast - that's how you know its early. We can't eat now - it would ruin our spaces for breakfast! It wasn't the litter boxes that was the problem. I was actually glad to have the big kitchen light come on at 2 AM and wake me up because.... well... Someone or something had died in the trash can. Oh man. It was the mystery of the week. It was worse smelling than 100 dirty litter boxes baked in the sun for a week - well, that's what Mama said. No, wait... she actually said it smelled worse than Laundry Mountain at the shelter after no one is able to get to the bottom of the pile for a couple days and it gets wet and just sits there because people keep piling more dirty laundry on top of it. I'm the one thinking of litter boxes. Mama has a strict policy about putting anything "perishable" in the trash can until its time to go to the dumpster out back. One reason is because of Mackenzie and her "dumpster diving" bad habit. The other reason is the smell..... oh the putrid smell of cast off bunny and guinea pig food getting hot in the summer and just staying there.... oh my. Mama took the trash out on Friday. So how come the bag smelt as if she'd ignored it for years by Monday? I saw Mama take the bag out of the can and, even with our litter in the bag, it was rather empty. Mama wasn't sure what was in there, either, but oh man, she wasn't about to investigate. All I know is that Mama, not feeling the best, didn't think she had to take care of it during daylight hours. So that's why she was awake at 2 AM, cleaning the litter boxes, then putting on her bathroom, her flippy flop shoes, and her house keys, and going outside to walk around the building in her PJs to take the almost-empty trash bag to the dumpster. Then she came in and sprayed that Prrrrrrrrrrrbreeze stuff and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah once again, the apartment is smelly peachy again. However, now that she's awake and I'm awake and Mackenzie's awake and the guinea pigs are awake and not worried about the time of day (they are squealing and begging for something to eat - anything!), no one can go back to sleep! Doesn't that figure? So while we're standing around, staring at each other, wondering what to do now that we're all awake, Mama remembered what it was in the bag that was so smelly! Eggshells. Mama made noodle and egg for the camp lunch on Saturday, and she put the eggshells in the trash! She says that one of the eggs didn't peel well and there was still egg on some of the pieces. Well, that explains why the smell was something like a rotten egg! MOL]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/476533 Mon, 30 Jun 2008 18:51:57 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/476533 Mama's finally feeling better after a weekend of dragging herself around. I don't know what Mama ha ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/474822 Wed, 25 Jun 2008 23:49:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/474822 is just horrible, cats. It will cut right through your heart and stun you and paralyze you. I'm ... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Oh alright; I'll just get it over with and hope for the best. I do realize you're now petrified about my fur-raising announcement. Are you ready? Brace yourself? Because this is the deal: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > There are only 180 shopping days left before Christmas. Have you started your shopping yet?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/473928 Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:34:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/473928 Mama says I have hurt her feelings because I've been ignoring her and not made myself available for ... Excuse me? Did I hear her correctly? She's got to be kidding me! For starters, she's kept that a/c box on for almost a week and kept the windows closed. She says its because its super humid outside and she doesn't like and she's worried about my breathing. I tell you, mamas worry way too much. Secondly, I must correct her telling the story: SHE started this standoff! When she came home from the shelter yesterday I was very happy to see her, and meandered over to rub on her leg and purr for her. What did she do? Can you imagine? She yelled "Sab, NO! Don't touch me!" and she used her shoe to push me away as she hurried to the bathroom, stripped her clothes off, took off her shoes and glasses, and hopped into the shower. She was in such a hurry she didn't even take off her necklace or her make up like she usually does. She was all lovey dovey when she got out, but she'd already made the mistake. She pushed me out of the way when I was needing attention from her. I've been spending my time in the cat carrier ever since. It's cooler there; not so crowded (she's had the guinea pigs roaming the floor without their fences so they can go anywhere they want and ... well, Monet, the naughty, bossy pig, got himself in trouble again) so it's safer out here to wait for food, water, or anything else that Mama might offer - everything except attention. UGH well yes, I did relent for a brief moment this afternoon when she came home from her appointment and I let her pick me up and I even purred while she held me, but I didn't want to give her the idea that she's off the hook! How long do you think I should continue this? Has she suffered enough? I'll have to sleep on that question!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/473551 Sun, 22 Jun 2008 18:47:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/473551 If you are not a member of my exclusively-named group, Silly Sab Stories, you have no idea what you' ... Silly Sab Stories, you have no idea what you're missing. Mama discovered this word game called "Mad Libs" and suggested that the Sabsters (that's what the cats who've joined the group have decided to call themselves) would love to play the game. They did want to play. They loved it. Never heard of a Mad Lib? Me either. Goes like this: you have a list of words you're supposed to get. You're looking for a verb, or a noun, and stuff like that. You write the word down on your list - whatever word you want to choose that fits the need. (I don't know what verbs and nouns are either - Mama tells me those things.) After you've filled the list, then you put the words you picked into a pre-written story and see what hilarity you've come up with. It was a smashing success - and probably will become a regular feature when I'm not writing stories. As always, any cat is welcome to join the group; the only reason its on "request" is so I can formally welcome you as a new member! So, without further ado, here's the first Mad Lib story, with the Sabsters' chosen words underlined. The story is called: How to Survive Adrift at Sea "Whether you’re a SPRIGHTLY boater or a seasoned BUS DRIVER , being on board a sinking boat can be STINKY . If your boat starts to POUNCE , try to stay ORANGE and keep your wits about you. Remain on board for as long as possible – a rule of thumb is to wait until the water is up to your NOSTRIL . Make sure you have a life SOCK fastened securely about your tail, and step NOISILY into your life raft. Grab as many supplies as you can, most importantly lots of fresh WATER for drinking; never drink seawater. Try to keep your DESKS as dry as possible and avoid getting FURRY , to ward off hypothermia. If you have access to any SHEEP , try dangling them in the water to catch a TURKEY to eat. Most importantly, try to get rescued by shooting a signal LITTER BOX into the sky anytime you see an UNICYCLE or a CATNIP ."]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/472992 Sat, 21 Jun 2008 03:14:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/472992 Mama woke up this morning as starving as we were when she got up to feed us. I know this because sh ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/472559 Thu, 19 Jun 2008 18:37:50 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/472559 Around mid morning today, Mama calls for me. "Sab! Are you there?" She's not called or looked for ... I hate her putting me on my back. That means only one thing: she's going to cut my claws! I tried to bite her hand. I tried to kick her hands with my back paws. I wiggled. I waggled. I squirmed. I squamed, even if its not a word. No matter what I did, all I got from Mama was "Sab, I said stop! You're getting your claws stuck in the carpet every time to step. It's so annoying, humiliating, and demeaning, if you ask me! Thank cat is over almost as fast as it starts. Now I don't have to endure that nightmare for another couple of months.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/471941 Wed, 18 Jun 2008 02:51:19 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/471941 Mama has a furiend who sends her all sorts of stuff in her pawmail, and I liked this one enough to f ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/471836 Tue, 17 Jun 2008 18:49:21 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/471836 That's what Mama is yelling and moaning about tonight. I wasn't sure I even wanted to know why she ... Mackenzie and me. I tilted my head to ask her why and this was the tirade I got: "Sab, vet insurance is a very good idea to help pay for some of your medical bills and would have paid for your X-rays if I'd had it and I spend too much money at the vet this year and I could use some help in paying for all your care that you're going to need as you get older and..." and then Mama stopped and looked at me. "What are you going to care?" she shook her head. "You don't plan on going back to the vet so why would you want insurance?" She said getting insurance for me wasn't her problem. The problem is that Mackenzie is too old for coverage through VPI, which is what the vet suggested. That made Mama mad. "I'm not having policies for both of you from different companies! Why can't my Baby have help too?" She even could get insurance for the guinea pigs, though I'm sure they don't care, either, unless they can nibble on their insurance cards! MOL Mama cleaned the bottom half of the kitchen closet today. She hauled out her old, dusty, broken winter coats and put them on the floor for a while. Mackenzie had a blast plowing through them, but when she was done, I discovered how comfortable they were just piled up on the floor. As long as I don't lay on the hangers still in the coats, its comfy! I stretched out my front right leg with my paw hanging off the edge and I'm soooooooooooooooooooooo loving the new spot, particularly since my old comfy sleeping spots have been disappearing of late. Mama hasn't moved the coats. She said I could enjoy them a little longer before she puts them in the trash can. She said that would happen after she found an insurance company willing to insure Mackenzie....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/470114 Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:30:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/470114 It was so exciting today! Well, the day didn't start off exciting. The organizing lady was ove ... OWP sent you a package!" Now she had my attention. Mama was eating her lunch while the organizer continued her stuff, so Mama opened the box for me and a lovely card fell out with an orange cat on the front and there was a box inside with temptations treats! and a couple mousies with catnip and feathers and oh boy..... I had no idea what to do first! Well, that was easy. The first thing I had to do was defend my stash from Mackenzie, who suddenly materialized from her hiding spot and dove into my birthday presents! She did this when I got presents from Ashley, too. What is up with her raining on my parades? It's not my fault that her furiends don't send her presents! Mama said it happened too fast for her to take pictures of the event, but Mackenzie ran off with the mouse with the feathered tail. She left me with the catnip mouse. SCORE! I scored even better when, about an hour later, the lady and Mama finally moved out all the bins that they stuck at the end of Mama's bed. See, at the end of Mama's bed is where the sun pours into the apartment in the middle of the day and now I could actually lounge in the sun! I immediately staked out my spot. I was certainly not pleased when Mama picked me up and moved me out of the sun so she could put something under the bed! Mama says they're still not done, but wowsers - we have FLOOR! I cannot believe all the space we have now that things have been moved and Mama's gotten rid of stuff and wowsers - I don't know which part of the carpet to sleep on next! I gave up trying; I took my after supper nap on the bed, curled up by Mama. See, when she got up this morning, Mama scratched her left eye and it hurt. She's had problems seeing from that eye all day. So after the organizer lady left, Mama spent the rest of the day resting her sore eye. I wish she'd call the doctor about this, but she tells me that he already knows about this and its caused by her medicine. "He gave me medicine to use for my eye, Sab, so that's about all I can do," she says. The good part about Mama's scratched eye - the only good part - is that she can't drive with a scratched eye. YES - she stays home!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/469739 Wed, 11 Jun 2008 18:32:59 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/469739 I warned you that Mama was planning on building something, didn't I? I told somecat. She's been co ... 3 narrow boxes of grids yesterday. She opened two of the boxes this morning and pulled them all out. Then she pulled out these round looking things with slots in them and she started putting the round things on the grids. I still don't know what it is, but I can tell you I don't like it. I did not get the appropriate homage due to me because I was chosen as a diary pick for today (Thank you, Catster!), and when I did my very best to be cute and lure her away from whatever-it-is she's building, all she did was talk to me. She didn't come near me. When I got up to inspect what she was doing, the thanks I got in return was one of the grids coming loose and going BANG and making more noise than the thunderstorm did overnight. Scared a life right out of me, I tell you! Now this stuff is on the floor, some of it put together, and most of the grids leaning against Mama's clothes drawers. I still don't know what it is; Mackenzie says its no good because you can't hide in it. Mama says she's missing some parts that won't be here for a couple days, so she can't finish building it tonight. So what about tomorrow? Apparently Mama hasn't figured out that this whatever-it-is has taken up most of the living room floor that has been cleared from her spring cleaning I-must-sort-this piles. Where's a cat supposed to rest? She's got stuff piled in the glider chair right now; the area right in front of the guinea pig cages now has this grid stuff in front of it. I guess new readers to my diary will need to put me in their corral and come back to find out what's going on, because I sure can't figure it out! It's beyond my current state of superiority and brilliance! Mama says when it's finished she'll be taking pictures so maybe, if I can't explain what it is, I can at least show you what it is! PS: thanks to all the cats who have given me rosettes and gifts for my birthday, even though it was on Sunday. I am apparently so special that I'm getting gifts and well wishes even now, too! You all are sooooooooo sweet!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/469448 Wed, 11 Jun 2008 00:25:32 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/469448 When Mama and I went to bed last night, it was really noisy. There was lightening flashing in the s ... BOOM! and it got super, super dark. The boom chased all the lights in the apartment away, like the night light in the bathroom, and the lights that shine from Mama's computer even when its off. Mama's clock wasn't red anymore; it was totally blank. It also got quiet in here, too. The fans blowing cooler air stopped in their tracks. Mama's sound machine of birds and brooks stopped chirping and babbling. The red, blinking light in the intersection outside stopped blinking. Totally dark, except for the lightening. Woke Mama up, too, though she missed the really big light and growls. She got up and opened the window near her bed really wide so we could feel the cool breezes outside; it was still really warm in our apartment because Mama had turned off the cold air machine before she went to bed. Mama found her flashlight and called the power company to let them know there was a problem. When she came back to her bed, she had her cell phone and a funny little, red box in her hand with two white things hanging out of it. She stuck the white hanging things in her ear and there was a flash and blue lights came on. I was enjoying the cool window but this was too interesting to pass up. Whatever is that? I asked Mama. "It's my PM3 player," she says. "It plays music and the radio." I sniffed it out. A music player and a radio that is so small Mama can hide it in her hand? She must be thinking silly things again! "I got it for my trip to see Auntie Lisa so I could have music in the plane. You've just never seen it," she tells me. Mama takes one of the white things out of her ears and sure enough, I hear voices! I hear a weather report that says "be careful; really bad thunder storms are here and they're turning the power off!" Have you ever heard of such a thing? Humans have some of the coolest toys, don't you think? I tried to sample the white cord, but all that got me was a very quick aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! noise that Mama makes and comes with a stern finger pointed in my direction (or sometimes across my nose) and means "you behave you delinquent!" So Mama listened to her PM3 and I laid beside her and purred really loud so it wouldn't be too quiet. Mama freaks out if its too quiet. By now the rain was gone and the thunder storm was gone, too, but no power. Suddenly, just like it went away, the night light came on! The red clock letters came back! The light on Mama's computer came back! The chirping birds and babbling brook were singing again! The fans were blowing! She got up to make sure the computer was OK, and sure enough, its fine. I wasn't sure if I should go back to sleep or continue my investigation of the red PM3 box with the "Santa" word on it. Really! I don't make this up. Mama says it says "Sana" but what kind of word is that? Surly it must be Santa - after all, its red, isn't it? Before I did that, though, I asked Mama to check and see if I was a diary pick today. Mackenzie was chosen on Monday, after my birthday, and that annoyed me. Mama says not to be silly; they weren't gonna choose me. Imagine Mama's surprise and shocked look to find a message in her pawmail that says "Sebastian is a Catster Diary Pick"! I have the last laugh, thank you very much!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468992 Mon, 9 Jun 2008 19:23:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468992 Mama came home from the post office all excited because her new plastic money card was here. I don' ... canceled! It was time to do some serious panicking, I tell you! Mama said not to get too worried; it was only because she had to remove the old plastic money card from Catster's computers and she had to put the new card in so she wouldn't forget to do it late. Thank cat she had just paid for our year's subscription! I was really worried about this. I sat by Mama's desk and meowed and cried. Mama rolled her eyes and said "I swear he knows exactly what I'm doing" but she continued on her work. Mama tells me "it's OK, Sab, I fixed it, so your CatsterPlus is all better now!" Oh the news I wanted to hear! So I come onto Catster and I've got more zealies than I had before! Had Mama really bought me zealies for my birthday and I didn't know about it? After some sniffing I realized that when Mama fixed her plastic money card and gave me my Plus back, Catster gave us more zealies! Wasn't that nice of them? Those cats up in the big office sure know how to make me happy! The bottom line is this: Mama's happy with her new plastic money card and promises to show pictures when she's finished building whatever-it-is that she's going to be building, and I'm happy because my Catster is all taken care of and I won't have to loose a single rosette, pawmail, or furiend request! I do have one, small complaint about Catster, though: how come they keep giving Mackenzie the diary picks of the day? She's got a few more than me. What am I, chop liver? I have more diary readers than her, and I have more furiends than she does, so how come she gets noticed more than me? I think there is a conspiracy there!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468565 Sun, 8 Jun 2008 17:27:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468565 Oh my goodness! I had no idea I was so loved in the world! It seemed like every cat I ever knew - ... Pooter's did a grand job leading out in the dancing and the song selection. She had my favorite on board: "the Lion Sleeps Tonight". I got to boogie with her and Jas and knock the wind out of me because it was so much fun but it was really hot here, too. Before my birthday pawty, though, Mama started off the day just right. She said "Sab, it's your birthday, and its a day to eat your favorite. You don't have to eat your prescription food today; how about that?" Well, I didn't need to be asked twice! I shared a can of Science Diet chicken with Mackenzie. Oh it was divine! I've also been super spoiled by so many cats who have stopped by my page! Thank you to Ashley, Mr. Sam, Pooter's, Oly, Onyx, and Rocky Ann for my rosettes! I'll have so much enjoying them later. Rocky Ann, as usual, went out of her way to spoil me. She made a special tuna cake for the occasion, and also got me a cat stroller! I have no idea what to do with it, but Mama says she'll show me how to enjoy it. I can't wait! My fellow birthday buddies, Heckyl and Jeckyl got me a cat tree! I sure hope I don't have to share it! Happy 5th birthday, boys! I got money from Lily - never mind how much I got - and a Nintendo game from Blue. I have no idea what that is, but Mama got all excited to see it and says that I won't like it anyway so not to worry MOL. I got a catnip growing Chia Pet from Jet; a golden meercat from Neo; and a bright red sports car from Pumpkin Puss. You can see all these pawsome gifts on my birthday square. I was also showered with pawty hats from Aedan, Margo, and Jas, and sweet cupcakes from Chumley and Pumpkin Puss. Bruce (the boss) and his family left me champagne glasses full of catnip ale - what a lovely gift on such a hot day! Most of all, I got to cuddle with Mama this morning. I get to do that every Sunday, but she came to find ME this morning, instead of me coming to find her. I couldn't help but purr and get comfy in her arms. I can sleep a happy cat tonight! Thank you everyone for all my good wishes and gifts! And to the other 257 cats on Catster who have birthdays today I say: may you live long and prosper another year with your loved ones!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468242 Sat, 7 Jun 2008 19:02:49 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/468242 Oh it is so sad! I am so worried about my little bestie, Bastian, who actually shares the same birt ... Bastian, who actually shares the same birthday as me! He's going to be TWO tomorrow, yet I hear from my other bestie, Jason, who also has his birthday tomorrow, that Bastian is very sick! His mama had to rush little Bassy to the emergency v*t and he's so sick he has to stay there! Can you imagine being stuck at the v*t for your birthday? So please send Bastian purrs and well wishes. I am now going to be worried sick about him until I hear from his mama again. In other news, it got hot today. As in super, drippy hot. Mama left for church with the a/c machine on, but it didn't get really hot till after she got back from church. She relented and put the doggie bed back on the kitchen floor after she moved it to clean the kitchen floor and vowed "I'm not putting it back!' and I've been lounging and resting on its softness in the coolness of the kitchen. Mama even came to see me, rub my chin, tell me I'm her special Baby Boy and how thankful she is to have me in her life. I love you too, Mama!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/467244 Wed, 4 Jun 2008 18:50:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/467244 So much to do after Mama got home from vacation.... I've been tagged by Goldie and Onyx! Thankf ... Goldie and Onyx! Thankfully, both girls tagged me with the same game: name five things about you then tag 5 other cats. So, here goes! (1) I have the darkest orange fur of any cat that my orange-tabby-loving doctor has ever seen. (2) I drive Mama crazy with my incessant meowing and howling at nighttime. (3) I am Supervisor Sab and Dr. Sab all rolled into one. I am a multi-tasker! (4) I have been on Catster for 23 months now. How did we live B.C. - before Catster? (5) I was 1 of 3 orange boys in my litter; I also had a gray and white brother and gray and white sister. I'm going to be super lazy tonight and say, if you read this, consider yourself tagged! I'll have to come up with 5 random cats at another time. It's time to meow at Mama from the darkness!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/467226 Wed, 4 Jun 2008 17:59:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/467226 Mama can't believe it. I'm gonna be NINE on Sunday! I don't feel old, though the vet says I'm old ... Click here and it will take you right to the pawty! I can't wait to see all of you there!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465389 Fri, 30 May 2008 15:00:18 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465389 Mama dropped some things off at the shelter yesterday. She hasn't been working there for a couple m ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465384 Fri, 30 May 2008 14:53:20 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465384 Mama says she hasn't figured it out because the "standoff", as she calls it, didn't happened where s ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465196 Fri, 30 May 2008 02:36:55 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465196 Mama tells me that the police busy-ness outside from last night ended with the best ending you could ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465075 Thu, 29 May 2008 16:53:46 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/465075 Mama says to stay away from the window tonight. I was there watching all the busy-ness that sud ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464768 Wed, 28 May 2008 19:41:59 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464768 The landman was over today to do some things around the apartment, and Mama asked him if he'd mind p ... Mama dropped it out the window once and it still works. He said that Mama was so lucky that she should go buy a lottery ticket! I'm glad that cold air box is in the window again. When its running, all the windows stay shut. They also keep horrible noises outside, and even horrible noises. Mama says the human litter box scooping truck was next door sucking all the nasties into the truck to drive them again. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Why can't humans just scoop and bag like us cats? It sounded strange, but oh the smell! When he was done, he came over to our spot and did the same thing here. It was quite.... revolting... is the only word I can thing about right now. Thankfully Mama was grossed out about the smell and closed the windows before she sprayed flower-smelling stuff in the air. That was the end of the really bad smelling air!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464466 Wed, 28 May 2008 02:52:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464466 Each morning, after Mama feeds us breakfast, she usually gets on the computer and reads the morning ... this scary report at the BBC place way over across the pond. What a mouthful to say! Mama had to explain to me what a hedgehog was. She says that over here, people like to keep them as pets. I must agree with her: they are homely looking critters. I'm glad Mama hasn't brought any of them home! However, it is always sad when humans take over a place because they think they are entitled and then the native animals have to die. Poor hedgehogs.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464353 Tue, 27 May 2008 17:09:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/464353 Normally I would say that Mama worries too much and that hauling me off to the vet is simply because ... my horrific asthma attack just before Mama left. So Mama called and made an appointment with Dr. Carol to see if anything else needed to be done. Dr. Carol says "it's always good to see such a handsome boy like Sebastian; how are you doing, Silly Sab? You sure don't look happy to be here." Have I mentioned how smart she is in the past? She reads cat eyes very well! Other than sticking things where the sun doesn't shine and proclaiming me "normal", I held still and allowed her to listen to my lungs. I didn't howl or growl at her. She says they sound "beautiful" and then recommended X-rays. Thank cat Mama reminded her that she already did X-rays a couple months ago. I don't want to have to pose for those pictures again! Dr. Carol had two recommendations: either stay on prednisone for another 3-4 weeks until the overzealous pollen season we're in blows over, or she could send me home with a bottle of prednisone for "just in case" and play "wait and see" how I do since I haven't had any attacks since that super bad one. Mama decided to go with the bottle of pills just in case. She doesn't want to give me medicine unnecessarily, and Dr. Carol agreed that she was OK with that for now. Dr. Carol told me, though, that since I will be turning 9 in a couple weeks that I'm "getting up there" in age and that my asthma is probably getting worse as I age. She says that her other asthmatic patients are having harder times this spring, and even her daughter with asthma has had problems because we just got more pollen than usual. She said to make sure we have lots of fans blowing and getting one of those cold-making boxes. It was super hot today, though. It got to be 90 outside the windows! Mama kept the living room shades that face the sun closed. She needs Uncle Tony's help to put the cold-air making box in the window and he's not been over to help her. She's not happy about this! Now we've got cool breezes coming from the lake again, so I'm going back to lounge in the cross winds and cool off. I just can't be as active as I'd like when its so hot!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/463301 Sat, 24 May 2008 19:04:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/463301 Now that Mama's home, that is. I've been sticking to her like glue. Tonight I cried & howled till ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/462924 Fri, 23 May 2008 16:41:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/462924 Wowsers everyone - it is the best day in forever - Mama came home from visiting Auntie Lisa in Michi ... Mama came home from visiting Auntie Lisa in Michigan! I am soooooooooooooooooooooo happy to see her! She came home at just the right time, too. Time to start begging for supper time! Mama laughed because she couldn't believe that after being gone for 10 days, we merely meowed, rubber her legs, then sat by our bowls, waiting for food! Yeah, well, we have our priorities, Mama.... I am very upset with her arrival, however. Mama came home with a horrible cold! She says she's had it since Sunday. Poor Mama! Said she felt so lousy. She put all her things done and took a nap. Mackenzie was in that "I'm going to make you pay for being gone" stage but Mama needed some love! Who took care of her when she was sick? She says Auntie Lisa did help her get to the medicine store for stuff but that all she really wanted was her own bed, her own pillows, and her baby boy to help her feel better. So when Mama laid down, I laid down on her feet - two reasons, naturally. One, I don't want her going away again, and two, I want to keep her feet warm so she feels better! Mama petted the spot next to her pillow, so I didn't need more coaxing to join her and I got a long head scratch. Oooooooooooooooooh it feels so good to have Mama come home! Her furiends Paul and Marty are nice. They took turns coming to feed us twice a day. Paul said that Mama had called a couple times to see how we were doing and hoping we felt OK. Scary things happened while she was gone, though. Men showed up outside our second- story windows and took the screens off! Freaked me out! I hissed at them and ran away, but they took the screens anyway. Apparently this was OK; Mama told me by next week we'd be able to have all the windows open without holes for us to fall out of or have bugs come in. Mama did come home to find her prized crystal vase broken in two pieces on the floor between the bureau and stand where the guinea pigs go. She wasn't happy. She's quite certain Mackenzie knocked it off her bureau, but like I'm gonna tell? Kenzie's not gonna tell, either! I've go so many pmails to catch up on - so many things to do now that I'm home! Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeers!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/459255 Mon, 12 May 2008 18:06:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/459255 Mama says that's the first line of a song that she learned when she was a wee thing at church. It's ... 10 entire days. Her furiends Paul and Marty are taking care of us and will let her know if we misbehave at all. It also means no Catster for us. I am not pleased by all of this at all! Mama's been busy trying to pack and make sure she's not missed anything. One of the things she did to help me get ready is get our postcards ready for Catsters Around the World. This is so cool; we already got two postcards in the mail today! Felix will be in charge of doing Trivia for the next couple Tuesdays at Silly Sab Stories. He does such a pawesome job with Monday Mewsic that I know he'll do fine with trivia - specially since I gave him the questions & answers. MOL Mama's still got a bunch of stuff to do before she goes, including cleaning our litter boxes, so off I go to supervise her getting ready. I'll see all of you next weekend!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458906 Sun, 11 May 2008 19:02:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458906 This morning I couldn't figure out what was going on. Mama tried to give me a soft, moist looking t ... One tiny morsel in my bowl? Like I was going to stand for that! Mama put kibble in my bowl then insisted on staring over me while I ate. I don't know about you, but I can't eat like that! Mackenzie thought Mama should be watching her, so she came over several times to rub on Mama's leg. No peace at all! So I finally got to that soft morsel that was in my bowl. It tasted good, but it also had a crunchy center that didn't taste the best. Hey, it was new, and it was okay, so I ate it. Mama thought that was a swell thing. This made her particularly happy. She started going on about pills and pill pockets and she didn't think it would work but it did and hallelujah! Mama can be so silly sometimes! I felt better today; I had more energy today, too. No breathing problems! That made Mama breathe easier, too. This morning she gave me a particularly lovely chin rub. Oh it felt so good! This afternoon Mama put a suitcase together and took the guinea pig cages out and packed up the little guys and took them away. She didn't have any of their stuff or them when she came home. She tells us they are away visiting Memere while she is on her trip. This evening, her furiends - Darby's pawrents - came over to meet us, again, and go over the schedules Mama wrote down for them. Mama showed them where our food is, and how to medicate us, and how to contact her if things are bad. Mama also left them a note in case we have to go see Dr. Carol. Mama thinks of everything! Mama also started putting things in her suitcase. I'm not liking this! I can't get into it! Happy Mama's Day to all the mamas out there. I know I love my Mama!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458485 Sat, 10 May 2008 19:36:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458485 I can't call this a silly story. There is nothing silly about not being able to breathe It's very SC ... PS from Mama: Dr. David (who works with Dr. Carol) gave Sab a 10 day supply of prednisone for him to take and see how that works. That will be enough to get us through my trip and I'll probably have to get him in to see Dr. Carol when I get back. So now we've got pills for Sab, and Pill Pockets, and now canned wet food, just in case, piled in the kitchen. Let's hope he's a good boy with his pills!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458209 Sat, 10 May 2008 02:55:45 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/458209 Mama here; Sab is resting right now. He's just scared me halfway to my loosing one of my nine li ... Fritz the Brave. When I did a Google search, his page was the first on the list, and wow - its so comprehensive! Maybe Sab will have time to tell you about his terrible attack later; in the meantime, I'm sure he'll appreciate all your comforting purrs and purayers. I know I sure will! Love, Mama]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/457539 Thu, 8 May 2008 02:38:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/457539 That's a joke, right? I was posting in one of my groups and there's this ad next to my window t ... It's just 20 questions about you and your human to see what kind of relationship you have. As you might expect, ours turned out to be "best friends". D'oh. This ad is really about selling a new litter box system. Mama says that after the stink I left in the fresh litter box yesterday, she'd be all for it. However, she says the better solution to this problem is that I simply need to bury my business when I'm finished instead of leaving it for Mackenzie or she to do. Oh my; Mama really cracks me up sometimes. She just doesn't get it, does she? Like I'm going to bury my stuff after all these years?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/457233 Wed, 7 May 2008 07:04:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/457233 I'm afraid; I'm worried. I don't like the words that Mama is using lately. Words like "cat sittin ... Very very scary words! I remember the last time Mama talked this way. I was beginning to wonder if she'd ever come home. Auntie Becky came over every day to make sure we had water and to feed us, but it wasn't the same. I was so hissed at Mama that I ignored her for several hours.... but my desperation for attention was bigger than my tantrum that she left me to go halfway across the country for a camping trip. She promised she'd never do that again. I think she forgot her promise. She's talking about getting ready to go see Auntie Lisa and not-so-baby-looking Emma. Mama was looking at new pictures of baby Emma and going "oh she's all grown up!" I don't get all this chatting-ness. Quite frankly, I'm worried. Mama's all excited about getting on a plane. She says its her first time. I have no idea what a plane is, except that its what Uncle Derrick does for money. Mama says she's going on a plane that he flies and she's going to see Auntie Lisa and she'll be GONE for days! The worst part about her going away? No Catster for me. I know - terrifying words. We didn't have Catster the last time she went away. She wouldn't really do this to us, would she? That's why I'm ignoring her words. There's sun outside; I'd much rather focus on that!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/456690 Mon, 5 May 2008 18:06:27 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/456690 Today was the day - the day the package came in the mail! I have been waiting for this package for ... The World is My Litter Box, written by none other than Catster's own Quasi arrived and I was so excited to see that it was here that - I am very ashamed to even say this out loud, but - I haven't seen the book since. Mama says she must read it first, and tonight she's gone to dog sit for that Darby dog again. The book is written as a how-to manual for us cats to train our humans - how much more pawsome can the book be - and I can't even read it??? Life is just not fair sometimes. You wait till I get my paws on that book!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/456338 Sun, 4 May 2008 19:56:25 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/456338 I ate. I slept. I yawned. I bathed. I napped. I used the dirty litter box. I howled but no on ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455614 Fri, 2 May 2008 17:30:06 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455614 It's a good thing Mama's got me around. I don't know what she'd do without me - she even said so her ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455601 Fri, 2 May 2008 17:01:45 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455601 until Mama is finished this spring cleaning business. It's starting to cramp my style! Just toda ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455597 Fri, 2 May 2008 02:48:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/455597 I can't believe it - we are so close! Mama began collecting those U.S. state quarters when I came ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/454215 Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:16:33 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/454215 Unlike Mackenzie, who is still grumbling about her results after the 2nd time, I am quite happy with ... Your cat is Will Smith! A fresh prince in the pursuit of happiness, Sebastian is megastar Will Smith! Putting the jazz back in jazzy, Sebastian is always moving and grooving to the beat of his own internal drum. Not one to settle for second best, Sebastian only takes on projects that are sure to draw attention and improve his pawpularity in the pack. Sebastian's broad appeal across breed, age and gender lines means that his actions often lead to his being named best in show. Smooth, suave and debonair... he's the perfect pet to take home to Mommy. Not lacking in the looks department, Sebastian‘s toothy grin would send even the most furrocious group of alien invaders spinning helplessly back into space. Yup, that sure is me. I have my own internal system (I'm not sure about that drum stuff); I appeal to everyone here on Catster, and at home; I have incredibly good looks - even the vets think so - and my grin isn't going to be so toothy if Mama keeps taking in to have my teeth cleaned!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/454087 Mon, 28 Apr 2008 14:44:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/454087 Mama's been busy doing house keeping and spring cleaning the past couple of days. Papers, papers, m ... Saaaaaaaaaaaaab! You're the one stinking up my #2 box! I don't smell! Kenzie, shut up! I gather that, after our conversation, Mama is probably going to swap both our boxes over to pine litter after all. I say, as long as I can do my business when Mama's doing hers, I'll be all happy.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/453149 Sat, 26 Apr 2008 06:00:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/453149 I made a nasty discovery this morning when Mama fed us breakfast. I've been enjoying the lusciousne ... Mackenzie doesn't have the same food in her bowl as me! This is not proper. It's just not right! How come I can't eat what she's eating? I like what she's eating! I want some of that, too! Is she getting yummier food than me? Why is hers triangle shaped and mine is small pellet shaped? Does she have more chicken in hers? Turkey? Fish? It smells better than mine! Life is not fair! I decided the only way to fix such a wrong was to march over to her bowl and eat what she had! Mama didn't think this was such a good idea. Before I even got to her bowl, Mama put her foot under my belly and moved me across the kitchen towards my bowl. I knew it! It is a conspiracy! While Mama is gone to church, I will need to spend the day conspiring of how I'm going to fix this particular injustice. There's gotta be good food somewhere in this house that I can reach!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452491 Thu, 24 Apr 2008 06:30:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452491 Meal #2 with k/d is going just fine. I love it - its FOOD, after all. My issue is that Mama br ... Excuse me???? So here I go, the ticked off Sab, ratting her out to the entire world. Mama's supposed to be on a special diet, but does she pay attention to that? I don't think so! She's had problems with bread ever since I came here to live, and what did she eat last night? BREAD. Because of that new die-ah-beet-ies stuff she's got, she's supposed to eat better, but does she do that? Oh, um, well, actually, I wouldn't know. Mama doesn't eat many meals here. Usually she's "on the road" when its time for her to eat so I don't SEE her eat. Oh wait - that's it! She should be eating at home, making nice meals for herself. Bad Mama! I can tell she doesn't eat well - she's always complaining about gaining weight. She's so obsessed with weight that she's got ME worrying about gaining weight. Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on Mama. After all, food is sooooooooooooooooo delicious and tempting and hard to quit, much like a catnip addiction. Wait another minute - why would I want to quit catnip? What's wrong with catnip? It's natural; its harmless; it gets my creative juices flowing. Okay I'm going to shut up and stop talking now before I get myself in really biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig trouble!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452290 Wed, 23 Apr 2008 13:34:30 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452290 The sweet and lovely Chloe has tagged me to play another tag game. She challenged me to come up wit ... Chloe has tagged me to play another tag game. She challenged me to come up with great answers. After frying my brain in the sun, let me see what good I can do! 4 jobs I've had: #supervisor - Mama can't work without oversight; its not pretty! #medicine man - I provide excellent service when Mama is sick #catcher - I catch what Mama throws #baby sitter - how many times have I watched the guinea pigs, the hamster, the foster animals.... a thankless job! 4 places I've lived: #my birth place - at Mama's furiend Sarah's house #here in the apartment with Mama and Mackenzie #both places are in the Sebago Lakes region #I live in Maine, in Cumberland County - does that count as a place? 4 places I've been: #Mama's furiend Sarah's house #Auntie Julia & Uncle Tony's house #Memere's house #the v*t clinic 4 places I'd rather be: #in a sunny window #wherever Rosie Rat is #open buffet with all-you-can-eat privileges #being with my pals! So now I've got to tag 4 other cats. Who to choose? How will I do it? that's it! I'm going to total originality! I'll tag my family! Mackenzie Ivan Jas & Chumley - the other Mousecakeers]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452161 Wed, 23 Apr 2008 06:52:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452161 Mama says its not "officially" broken because usually that means the glass had lines in it and falls ... When Mackenzie was still a kitten, she climbed into this window when it wasn't open very much. She tried to sit up in the window but she got stuck between the glass and the screen. It was early in the morning and I didn't know she was stuck until I heard her thrashing and crying. When I tried to open the window, she freaked out and ended up pushing the screen right off the window. DOWN, DOWN, DOWN went Mackenzie and the screen, falling 2 stories to the driveway below, outside, in the early morning fog. Mama says she freaked out and ran outside to get Mackenzie, even forgetting her glasses and the fact that she was in her summer PJs and we live in the middle of town. Mackenzie was scared and ran under the neighbor's car, and Mama had a hard time coaxing her to come back. Mama had to climb under the car - in her only-covers-the-basics-summer-PJs and grab her. The screens on our building are connected from the outside, so Mama couldn't put it back. About the same time, one of Mama's furiends came over to visit with her little boy, and he broke the spring in the shade that goes up and down, so now the shade only stays in one place. So Mama calls it the broken window and the shade stays shut. Since we have so much window in our place, she ignores this window and puts things in it, around it, and over it, like the cold-making machine in the summer. It was important for me to tell you all of this because, well, the shade is usually almost closed. Mama leaves it open about 6 inches so some sun comes through. This window gets the same morning sun that the kitchen window gets. I discovered the sun spot after Mama moved the bed. Where was the spot hiding before? I don't know. All I know is I found it and it is MINE. That's when I discovered that the window is not broken! Mama saw me lounging in the sun spot. She came over, rolled up the shade and WOWSERS - LOOK AT ALL THE GLORIOUS SUN! I've wasted enough time just telling you about it - I must go before Mackenzie figures it out. I just had to tell someone - it is so exciting to see all this sun! *back after a couple hours* Oh it was pawtastic. I stayed till the sun moved. Now Mama's got the windows open and I'm planning on sleeping on the bed in front of one. My only gripe are the cars, trucks, and other machines that are so noisy as they slow down for the big intersection! Mama says it could reach 80 here the next couple of days; oh it will be simply fantabulous!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452003 Tue, 22 Apr 2008 16:47:04 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452003 and they are exactly the same as they were last month. Dr. Carol wanted to be sure my kidneys are w ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/451998 Tue, 22 Apr 2008 16:38:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/451998 Oh my cat - I am so super duper excited I'm going to bounce off every wall and do out of my mind I a ... My bestie, Sparkman, was crowned Cat of the Week by Catster today! Oh my goodness its the most exciting thing to happen since I FOUND Catster almost two years ago. I can't believe it! I am so proud of my little buddy! High fives to Sparkman! I bow to your prowess. You have earned the nickname Spudman and now its immortalized for all of Catsterdome to see and admire! Oh life is sooooooooooooooo cool! I hope all that excitement thaws what snow you've got left around your territory, Spark Spark! *dancing.... back flips.... in grand Sparkman fashion*]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452002 Mon, 21 Apr 2008 19:42:05 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/452002 as we were leaving the clinic today, Mackenzie was still howling and protesting a storm. She also h ... bad attitudes. Maybe I really like this vet. After all, she can see my brilliance.....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/451706 Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:12:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/451706 I was sleeping on the bed this morning, minding my own after-Mama-eats-her-breakfast business, when ... she took us to the vet again! Oh my. Being in the car, going to the clinic, is traumatic enough. Having to endure the ride with Mackenzie is simply this close to torture. She takes up most of the carrier. She howls, wines, and carries on as if she's being slowly tortured for some sadistic ritual. The girls like to say "she's such a calico" but really - is all of that necessary for my traumatized nerves? Mama carried us in with her usual complaint: could the two of you weight any more in there? Linda checked us in, then we had to wait. It would have been nice to watch the resident parakeets that live in the lobby, but I couldn't see a thing with Mackenzie's butt and tail in my face. She was busy banging the carrier door with her head and making sure everyone know how distressed and upset she was. Finally Carol called us to the room. Mama opened the door and zoom there went Mackenzie. She races right for the door that we walked through, scratching and carrying on as if... well, you know. Mama caught her and put her on the scale, and Mackenzie did not cooperate. She wouldn't sit. She wouldn't uncurl herself to put her fours on the scale. It took both of them to get her to stand up straight. Me? I stayed in the carrier. It's much safer in there, except that after Carol carried Mackenzie out the other door and brought her back (smelling like an alcohol bottle, I might add), Mama had to haul me out. Yes, furiends, when I'm at the vet, I refuse to come out of my carrier. Mama can tip that thing totally vertical and I still manage to stay inside. Today it took Mama pulling on me and Carol pulling the back of the carrier to get me out. Dr. Carol came in the room just then, so happy to see me. She asked Mama how my wrecked 'em looked and was she okay if she checked it out back when they drew blood? What????? Again????? Not only did Dr. Carol take my blood (kidney panel) and check my anal gland (it's all better!), but she squeezed my bladder till I peed all over the place (urinalysis to go with the kidney panel). There is no dignity left in the world, my Catster furiends. Mama promised to wait for me, and sure enough, she was still in the room waiting for me, along with Mackenzie, who was doing her calico best to make sure every man, woman, boy, girl, cat, dog, bird, lizard, rabbit, guinea pig, rat, mouse, hamster and gerbil knew that she was upset and wanted OUT, NOW. Mama told Dr. Carol not to worry about calling until all the lab results came in, unless my blood work showed I was dying or in critical condition, and she didn't think that would be the case. Dr. Carol seemed relieved about that; I think she was worried about remembering all those blood samples. Off to the car we went, just in time, too! A lady was bringing in a German Shepard, who wasn't any happier at being there than we were. Oh the barks she used as her mom dragged her by our car! I hate dogs with a passion, but I couldn't help but sympathize with the poor dog. I'm sure they're all nice people, but the clinic is not a place I like to be! When we got home, Mama opened the carrier door right in front of the apartment door. Mackenzie didn't need a second invitation to run into the apartment; I wasn't so sure. I poked my head out, timidly, and wasn't sure what to do. It smelt like home; it looked like home. Was this another trick? Mama shooed me in, and yup - I was home! Mama immediately gave us treats. *sigh* I earned it!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/450316 Thu, 17 Apr 2008 18:53:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/450316 Mama's been so busy around the apartment the past couple of days to distract me, because I haven't g ... One of the foster bunnies got under the bed and nibbled the woodwork off the wall! There is a big, long hole in it and all the shredded pieces of wood were all over the carpet. Mama's still worried about what to do about this discovery, and how to hide it should the landlord show up before she finds a way to fix it. In the meantime, Mama put the bed where the bookcase and TV had been, and she put the bookcase and TV where the bed had been. Very exciting stuff. Oh wait - before Mama moved the bed, she had to move the bookcase, which meant she had to empty the shelves of the bookcase. She took her beanie babies off the shelf and put them on the bed all around me. Then she took a picture of me in the middle of the beanies. Mama says I don't make a good one; I don't come with an ear tag! I stole the pictures of me that Mama took and I put them on my page. I did a very good job at supervising today. Now I must rest. And wait for someone to pmail me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449967 Wed, 16 Apr 2008 19:07:08 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449967 Mama came home from that meeting where they pray and sat down at her computer. I was napping when s ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449506 Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:53:49 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449506 Mama says today is Tax Day. I asked her what that meant. "It's the day that everyone's got to make ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449498 Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:34:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449498 I knew it! All the workings of Dr. Sab did the trick. Mama woke up this morning to find that her e ... Oliver Winston Parsons came home over the weekend and is now recovering quite nicely in his new apartment thiny at home. He managed to escape from it long enough to pmail me and tell that he was being properly spoiled and that he's still suffering with that dreaded cone/satellite dish on his neck and head. Why do humans feel it so necessary to torture us cats with stuff like that? Don't they know after all these thousands of years that we cats know how to take care of ourselves and our tongues are important in that task? Man I tell you humans can be very dense sometimes.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449094 Mon, 14 Apr 2008 18:38:57 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/449094 (1) Woke up (2) Woke up Mama so she'd feed me breakfast (3) Waited for Mama to get up and feed me ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/448074 Fri, 11 Apr 2008 20:32:10 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/448074 Mama is in her traditional role as "spring clean up master" and has decided to help me with a minor ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/447517 Thu, 10 Apr 2008 16:42:39 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/447517 is TODAY! It's ASCPA Go Orange for Animals DAY. Oh my goodness - I had no idea they had a spec ... ASCPA Go Orange for Animals DAY. Oh my goodness - I had no idea they had a special day just to be orange. I knew it was hip to be orange! Orange really is the best color evah, as we say in Maine. I'm still not pleased with Mama for making me wear the bandanna from ASPCA that she bought just for the occasion. After all, I'm already a gorgeous shade of brilliant orange, so why mess with purfection? Today a lady came over to help Mama organize our apartment. Mama said she gave up because she was "overwhelmed" and this lady really helped her get started. She happens to be a cat purson, too, and she kept saying how beautiful I was. I thought she was pretty swell, too, because she brought containers with her. She also helped Mama clean up the floor so I have so much more space to enjoy the sun and spread out. On top of all of this, it was almost 70 degrees outside today! The sun was out! It was so pawtastic that Mama opened a window in each room! She also let me out into the hallway to sleep in the sun while she and the lady used the floor space (and the sun space) in the living room. After all, its a different sun that lays on the stairs in the hallway than runs away from me in the apartment. I am most sure of it. I stretched out on the bottom stair and took a nice sun bath and nap. When I came back inside I saw the big mess they made but also the big floor space I could see again. Of course I flopped myself down smack in the middle of what they were doing - on the cleared floor. The lady thought I was quite handsome and she asked if she could pet me. Since she asked so nicely I turned my chin up in her direction and I got a chin rub too! Mama looked at me and said "am I paying for the chin rub too?" The lady laughed and said that was a free service. I am also so glad to hear my bestie, Oliver Winston Parsons, is feeling better tonight. He's been at the v*t almost two weeks! I catnot imagine how he's survived. His Mama tells me he's doing very well and she's been passing my meows along to him. I won't feel totally better until he gets home!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446771 Tue, 8 Apr 2008 18:32:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446771 Oh it was a glorious day - Mama opened the kitchen window for the first time since last fall. I was ... glorious day - Mama opened the kitchen window for the first time since last fall. I was soundly sleeping on her bed, using the lump of blanket as a pillow. She came and picked me up. Her interrupting naps lately has meant BAD things so naturally I was not pleased. Usually I don't like unsolicited attention anyway, so I was giving her my very annoyed look. "Sab, I've got an open window for you!" she says. Sure enough, she puts me on the bench in the kitchen, right in front of the open window! I wasn't annoyed anymore. I got right in the window and sat in the wonderfully, warm sun, feeling the cold breeze come through it. Oh it was heavenly. Until Mackenzie showed up and decided it was HER window. She hopped on the bench, then squeezed by me to get between the sill and the screen. She plopped herself down and that was the end of it. What else was I to do? I moved over and laid down on the bench, in the sun, but NOT in the window. Mama was washing dishes then, and she saw the entire thing. "Mackenzie," she growled. "If he had done that to you, you'd be howling and hissing at him!" Mama's got that right. Mackenzie takes advantage of the fact that I really do love her and I just want to be with her, so naturally I moved over for her. Mama says that one day, I'm going to have to not let her have her way all the time.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446312 Mon, 7 Apr 2008 18:30:48 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446312 Sorry - I'm so traumatized that you're getting the same tale of woe that I wrote for the Sabster. * ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446305 Mon, 7 Apr 2008 18:24:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/446305 Here oh here, furiends, is the story! What story? If you're a member of my group, Silly Sab Stor ... Silly Sab Stories, then you'd know that every Furiday we play the "Free for All", which can be just about anything. This week we're all writing a story, each cat adding a line. I promised that I'd post it in my diary, so enjoy reading it! Once upon a time, a cat discovered Catster. He was thrilled at the endless possibilities of making new furiends! Fur-riend(s) to play games with and share special times; a furriend to chat to on chat and to write poems; a furiend to fall in love with to hold your paws and say nice thing to you. A furriend that you could tell your innermost thoughts to (or) a furfriend who might turn into a boyfriend! (Maybe even) a furriend to share your favorite treats with! (Oh how) And Catster could make (him) a ROCKSTAR!!!! All the attention made him a pawpular kitty! He was hooked like a toy on the end of his claw. (He) read (his) pmail BEFORE checking (his) food bowl! He got to play with all kitties from all over da WORLD, and tell (his) stories and read others. Catster time is the best time! Very soon (his) mom will have to start attending "Catster's Anonymous" meetings, or quit her job. Stay tuned - we're still writing this story! The following cats contributed to this story: Sammy in California Cagney Algernon Tigre' Goldie and sister Callie Sammy in Florida Southern Belle Ashley Jersey Ashley Onyx Kirby Hootie Chloe]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/443621 Mon, 31 Mar 2008 18:42:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/443621 You must forgive me for being so uncooperative when its come to updating my diary over the past few ... why I haven't said much, you will totally understand my trauma and even agree with me on the horrors that I have been forced to endure. It started on Furiday. Mama thinks I haven't been tortured enough, so she hauled me outside - in the snowstorm - to go back to the v*t's. Thank cat it wasn't Dr. Carol; it was Dr. David instead. Don't get me wrong - he's not any better than Dr. Carol - but I for one have had enough of her! Dr. David was so rude. Not only did he peek under my tail and stick his finger where the sun doesn't shine, but he shaved my butt to get a better look! He says my gland isn't fully healed and, since I was not cooperative about Mama putting a warm rag on my wrecked 'em (do I really need to explain why?), the area hasn't healed to where he'd like to see it. Pardon? I don't remember asking if you'd like to see anything under my tail! I didn't give Dr. Carol purmission to look under there, either. Why the hay do they think they are? After all, I do have a sense of dignity! Dr. David says "come back in 10 days" and tells Mama something about cream that I wasn't fully paying attention to; I was simply more concerned about hiding in my carrier again! I should have paid attention, because I found out what she had in mind just before supper. "Come here, Sab!" Mama calls. I'm begging for food, so naturally I'm assuming she's gonna feed me! How wrong I was! Mama's got a tube in her hand. She picks me up, lays me down, pulls up my tail, stares at my wrecked 'em, and slathers it with this stuff she calls "bassy tracin'". I have no idea what it means or what its supposed to do, but I happen to know it does not belong on my wrecked 'em! If I hadn't been so starving I would have wiped it right off. Before going to church the next morning, she did the same thing. That's when I decided to rebel. I was not about to endure another butt wiping with this bassy-tracin' cream any longer! Saturday at supper time, Mama's looking around and pacing. Whatever is her problem? "Where is the bacitracin tube?" she mutters to herself. She looked high; she looked low. I just did my best to beg for food and not look too guilty. She was on to my game, though. "Sab! Did you hide the cream tube?" she put her hands on her hips and looked at me. I just looked back at her with the most innocent look I've got these days, all the while wonder what the neighbors would think of Mama having an argument with ME. Mama's spent the past couple of days finding that tube. Meanwhile, no cream for my butt! My plan of hiding the tube didn't last, however. Mama figured it out by remembering where she had put the tube last. She found where I put it - under the bench in the kitchen. I made the mistake of leaving teeth marks in the tube. (I love tubes. Toothpaste ends are the best! I love to chew on them.) I got a wrecked 'em slather tonight before my kibble. This is so humiliating.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/443597 Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:43:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/443597 Mama changed our boxes today - thank cat! Man it was getting nasty in there, if I must say so. Bur ... Oliver Winston Parsons, is very sick. I can't handle loosing another buddy so soon after Stinker! He had an attack of crystals in his bladder, and but at least tonight he's resting at the v*t's. His mama tells us that it could possibly have happened because she changed his litter and, being a sophisticated brilliant orange like myself, he didn't approve and he stopped peeing. Now he's stuck in the hospital and quite miserable, all because his mama didn't mind her business and stick with the plan. Serves her right to pay all that money to the v*t, I say, but poor Oliver! I catnot believe my buddy is in such distress! So I will now mount a protest to my own mama, warning her that's she's spent a lot of money at the v*t this winter and she'd better not use that pine stuff anymore or I will do something nasty just short of NOT inflicting pain on myself!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/442758 Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:37:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/442758 Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Should I cry out? Should I meow softly? Should I purr to offer comf ... Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Should I cry out? Should I meow softly? Should I purr to offer comfort? Maybe I should have fasted so I could properly show my sadness as the loss of a good furiend, Stinker, who suffered a freakish accident that his pawrents can only describe as a fall, and they rushed him to the clinic, where they not only got devastating news about his fall, but discovered he has a huge tumor in his chest. They did the only thing they could do: help Stinker rest in peace. And now I feel guilty, because I didn't write him enough. I didn't say hello enough. He was so kind to me when I had my cancer scare last year, and his mommy sent such wonderful thoughts and kindness to my mama when she was terrified of what might happen to me. He didn't have to do that, you see, and his mommy didn't have to do that either, but they're good souls, so that's why they did. Now another grand furiend has gone, and my heart is sad and my eyes are leaky. I really loathe leaky eyes.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/441291 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 17:19:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/441291 Humans are sooooooooo dense sometimes. I wonder how they ever lived without us, you know, before we ... Finally Mama came into the kitchen and saw me staring at the stove and meowing. "What is WRONG with you?" she asked and she didn't sound happy. "Sab, you scare Mama when you meow like that! I start worrying that you're hurt or stuck or in danger! Are you okay?" she asked, then she put her hands on my chin and she looked at one side of my face, then the other. What on earth is she doing???? The water's coming out of the pot! I shook my head away from her and meowed again, nodding at the stove. Mama finally looked. "Oh the water!" she says as if this is a BIG surprise. "I forgot about that!" I could have told her that! Mama looked at me and asked "were you telling me about the water?" I cocked my head to the side. D'oh, what do you think?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/441148 Tue, 25 Mar 2008 10:20:13 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/441148 Mama brought this poem home from the shelter today. She says she was taking time to read all the "t ... Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come... He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I though that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good. ~W.H. Auden]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/440942 Mon, 24 Mar 2008 18:43:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/440942 Tonight I went to the kitchen and meowed. I meowed and meowed and meowed for not particular reason ... Come here was not the point of this particular game. I continued to meow. I finally heard Mama stand up and head for the kitchen. I think she expected me to have a toy in my mouth, which I sometimes do when I meow like this. It means "I want to play with you!". Tonight, though, I just wanted some love and attention. She found me smack in the middle of the kitchen floor, my head tilted, waiting for her to come find me. I was so happy to see her that I gave her a special "mrow" and hurried over to her leg, where I intended to rub. Instead she picked me up and held me. Oh, attention! Mama's love without torture from medicine stuff! I began to purr and I got really comfy. That's when I melt into her arms and let her hold all 13 pounds of me. Mama rubbed her face in my side (and then she spit my fur out of her mouth and rubbed it off her nose) before she put me down. I followed her back to her desk, rubbed on her leg, then hopped into the glider, meowing the entire way. I flopped down, flipping my chin up in the air so she would continue to scratch it. She did. Oh, the love is amazing. My mama loves me! However, before I hit the sack for the night, I'd better take a quick bath. It is SO uncivilized to go to bed dirty! Maybe by then Mama will be finished listening her to new Josh Groban CD and will turn it off for the night. She's only heard it 3 times already today....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/440084 Sat, 22 Mar 2008 15:44:02 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/440084 Just when I thought I was safe.... Mama didn't go to church today. She doesn't always go, like w ... the vet clinic! Why are we here during church time??? Didn't we spend enough time and money here on Wednesday? It was quiet in there, but I'm not stupid. I was shaking in my carrier, as far back in the corner as I could. I had hidden one of the toys that Ashley gave me in my blanket, so I used the toy to rest my head on. Mama opened the door to the carrier and petted my head, saying she was very sorry to upset me but Dr. Carol really needed to make sure my wrecked 'em was healing properly. Sure enough, there was Dr. Carol and Rene. Rene was sure glad to see me, and she told Mama that she was lucky I got to go home on Wednesday because everyone fell in love with me. "We don't see many cats come in that are as orange as he is. He's just beautiful!" Rene also told us that when Dr. Carol went to "express" my blister on Wednesday, I sprayed poor Dr. Carol - all over her hair hanging by her face! Rene said that she tried so hard not to laugh because Dr. Carol wasn't exactly thinking it was funny, but grateful it was her hair and not her face! I suppose I should feel embarrassed, but then again, Dr. Carol was the one who made me take a nap and she was the one who stuck a needle down there while I was sleeping.... its not like I knew what I was doing! Dr. Carol squirt water on my wrecked 'em and she put ointment down there and she poked and prodded. I just wanted her to stop! I gave Mama the most pitiful face I could make. Mama was sorry she had to do this, but she said that if we didn't, then I would get super, deathly sick. That doesn't sound like fun, so I suppose I can handle this for a moment..... Dr. Carol says I'm healing well but I still need to come in for one more check up next week when my antibiotics are done. She showed Mama what to look for as it heals, and that if the whiteness goes away, I might not need to come in for another check up. Oh that would be so nice! Mama's supposed to be putting a warm rag on my wrecked 'em. Dr. Carol has got to be joking, right? I was able to come right home and .... well I was going to say rest, but Mackenzie met me at the door and hissed at me. Mama tried to slap her on the head but she moved too quickly. I was able to resume my nap, but by this time the sun had come into the living room so I moved to the floor and the sun spot. Oooooooooooooooooooooh it felt so good after being outside in that cold wind!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439938 Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:48:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439938 The good news is that I'm feeling like myself again and am back to my routine. Wednesday evening, th ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439264 Thu, 20 Mar 2008 10:31:15 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439264 Mama says she told you about what happened to me. Believe you me, whatever she said wasn't the half ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439013 Wed, 19 Mar 2008 16:30:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/439013 Hi Sab's furiends! It's Mama here, giving up an update on your orange buddy. He's had a very diffi ... not happy about being denied breakfast. He was a good boy for the drive to the clinic and he was very good about me saying goodbye and I told him I'd come back and get him in time for supper. I told Michelle, the tech who'd be with him today, that he had very hard poo this morning and had been doing his butt drag, so they checked out his wrecked-em while he was sleeping. His right anal gland was so blistered and full that Dr. Carol had to puncture and flush it. His pre-surgery kidney values were just this side of elevated. Dr. Carol called to ask if she could give him some IV fluids, so I said yes. We had talked about him having asthma a couple weeks ago, so I asked if she wouldn't mind doing the blood work to test for that. She did it but it didn't show anything. So while he was still sleeping, she took a couple X-rays of his lungs to see how they looked. That turned out to show mild asthma but for now we're just going to watch him; no medicine yet. His teeth are all nice and clean now, but he had to have one molar pulled. The girls said he was a model patient and Michelle was totally in love with him. He woke up very quickly from surgery and behaved himself. By the time I picked him up he had used up all his purfect behavior credits. We were interrupted from checking out by a golden retriever who had gone into labor so Sab had to sit in his carrier at the front desk for about 20 minutes. He was not impressed. He howled and head-banged the door of his cage the entire 2 mile trip home and since getting home, he's been freaking out. He's got a shaved part on his right leg where they did his IV, and now I'm concerned he's going to lick it raw. If he keeps this up he's going to be wearing his cone collar again! He's also obsessed with eating. I gave him half a can of wet food which he ate so quickly he gagged on it, then he went after the trash can to dig out the can. He got his head stuck in the can and got food all over his head. I had to wash him off, then take the trash outside, even though its a fresh bag. Mackenzie has been marching around him, hissing and howling at him, and I think that's really stressing him out. He's finally settled back down in the carrier - with the door open - and he's on his blanket so he can rest. I gave him pain medication so hopefully that will help him settle for the evening. The only other time he settled down for any length of time this evening was when NBC Nightly News came on the TV. He flopped down in front of the TV and watched it for about 5 minutes before going back to his pacing, bumping into things, and howling for more food. I am sure he'd appreciate all your purrs of support during his time of crisis.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/438393 Mon, 17 Mar 2008 21:54:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/438393 Mama won't tell me what's going on because she says its "private" and "I said I wouldn't tell anyone ... I know better. It was bad. Whatever it was, the phone call Mama got before she climbed into bed with me wasn't a happy call, and she was on the phone for a while. Mama sounded worried and angry at the same time. Time for some comfort! I stayed on the bed as close to the edge as I dared, because when Mama's on the phone, she walks back and forth. When she was done with the phone and she got on the computer, I sat right next to her chair, touching her feet, so she'd know I was there for her. She was typing furiously, so I wondered if she knew I was there for her. I got up and touched her with my paw with one claw sticking out. Mama immediately reached down and said "gentle, Sab" (she always says that when I touch her like this) and she pet my paws, then continued typing. She just didn't get it because she still seemed upset so I touched her again and I rubbed on her leg and I purred and purred. Mama finally reached down and pet my head. "Thank you for being such a good boy, Sab. I know you're here. Thank you for taking care of me, but I'm ok." That's what I wanted to hear! I can now lay down and rest. Now if she'd only stop typing to that furiend of hers and go to bed, I'd curl up next to her and purr her to sleep!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/437127 Fri, 14 Mar 2008 17:39:46 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/437127 Mama came home from the office post and she had to show me the post card that we got from the vet to ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/436475 Wed, 12 Mar 2008 18:07:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/436475 Monday was such a hard day for me. Mama took both of us to the vet! I tried to hide behind Macke ... sticking it to me not once, but twice! Dr. Carol says our rabies vaccinations are good for 3 years now so I don't have to endure this terrible nightmare next year. Thank goodness! So the bottom line is that she says I'm looking great for my eight human years; I shouldn't gain anymore weight and maybe even loose a pound; time for a teeth polish; and soak my kibble in water so I will take more fluids into me. I guess that's not so bad. Mama's very glad that we're healthy. I got my payback when we went to the counter so Mama could pay. When Lauren told her what the price was, Mama said "are you kidding? for a checkup?" Silly Mama, who can hardly count her fingers, never mind do math, whatever that is, forgot about paying for shots and poop tests and such. D'oh, Mama. I guess she thinks this stuff is free. "Don't be silly, Sab," she told me. "Any price to keep you healthy is a good one; I just had another number in my head." So lucky Catster - Silly Sab will be around for another year!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/435117 Sun, 9 Mar 2008 01:56:47 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/435117 On Friday Mama went to the shelter. I was waiting in the window for her to come home and was natura ... two very small guinea pigs. This really got Mackenzie's attention so she went over, stuck her paw through the cage top, and touched one of them. "Gentle, Kenzie! He's scared!" Mama warned. "Give him time to get used to us before you visit with him." They are both boys, 8 weeks old & from the same litter. They came to the shelter with their 2 sisters/littermates. The girls are pregnant so they aren't ready for adoption just yet. One is black & white. He's got his white in the same places as Taffy had hers, which is kinda funny, Mama says. The other is tri colored. He's got a black head, white body, and tan butt. His fur is all messed up and he's got really long fur right on his butt that sticks strait up. Mama says he must be a punk rocker. We can already tell that he's going to be the alpha pig; he seems to be more brave in the cage and his brother hides behind him when Mama peers inside the cage. Thank cat they live in a cage and I can manage them! Mama formally introduced them to me last night and was so proud of me because I just sniffed them. Hello? I've had guinea pig siblings before. I don't mind guinea pigs; they don't bother me..... unless I bother them first. Mama's been working really hard to come up with proper names for them. The black and white one will be Bijou; she's having a really hard time with the 3-colored one. She can't decide between Louis or Guido. I am so glad that I have an ordinary name! I'm glad, though, that they haven't taken all the attention away. (Naturally I was very worried about this and have been walking around with an unhappy face. Mama called it my "scowl".) Mama's spent time playing with me and loving me and telling me I'll always be her number 1 boy. Our apartment just got a lot more noisy! Mama gave me a photo for my page. Check them out!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/433994 Thu, 6 Mar 2008 07:06:49 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/433994 If I ever wanted Mama's undivided attention bad enough, all I have to do is gag and choke like I can ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/433397 Tue, 4 Mar 2008 17:03:50 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/433397 Mama came home this afternoon and was so excited about this bag she had in her hand that she actuall ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/432585 Sun, 2 Mar 2008 19:07:12 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/432585 I am also ashamed to admit that I'm getting lax in my older age. I've actually been letting Mama sl ... purr, purr, purr in Mama's ear, and sniff really loud in it for extra effect. It was my job to prod her awake. I decided that, instead of using one claw on her head, I'd be more gentle about such things. Mama had her arm covering her forehead so I couldn't reach it anyway. In fact, I had all I could do to snake my paw around that arm and tap her cheek, just below her eye. I didn't even use my claws; I figured I'd go easy on her, specially since Mackenzie scratched Mama right below that eye last night while she was chasing 'Rosie on a stick'. Mama was glad that Kenzie didn't hurt her eye and that it was a very small scratch, but still... I didn't want to hurt Mama! As soon as I touched Mama's cheek, she was awake and up flew her hand to slap. I don't think she expected it to be me because when she saw me, she said "Sab? What do you want?" Well okay, obviously Mama was still sleepy because if she had been awake she would not have asked such a stupid question! Mama mumbled something about that "dang horse fly" that is STILL flying around after all these many months. She thought that was on her cheek. Thankfully Mama got right up and fed us. I shall have to remember this for tomorrow! Maybe 6:00 isn't such a bad time to eat breakfast.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/431778 Fri, 29 Feb 2008 18:24:48 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/431778 Since today is an extra day for this year, I chose to observe this extra day just as it was intended ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/431404 Thu, 28 Feb 2008 18:25:51 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/431404 The day I have been waiting for all week finally arrived today: Mama was HOME! She says I was ver ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/430618 Tue, 26 Feb 2008 17:48:20 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/430618 Has been my home for the past couple of days. Mama's been gone all day both days. I'm not happy! ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/430224 Mon, 25 Feb 2008 18:21:26 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/430224 I don't like days like today. Mama got up this morning and told me that she had to go to the doctor ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/428993 Fri, 22 Feb 2008 17:44:21 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/428993 Oh my ears. Thank cat you've not been here the past couple of days to hear Mama whine. One of the ... Thank goodness she let US eat yesterday and today! This morning I am resting in the kitchen when I hear a knock at the door. Since Mama was standing right at the door looking for her purse (I hid it for her under the shoe rack which is behind the door) she opened it and Memere walked in. Mama didn't seem surprised to see Memere int he morning during the week, but I sure was. I had to sniff the spot where Memere came through the door before I strutted into the living room to greet her, where she was already sitting on the bed trying to make nice with Mackenzie. Good luck Memere, I meowed to her. "Wow, Sab. Look at you! You're all CAT!" Memere says. "I'd forgotten how orange you are!" I'm all cat? What else would I be? Memere told me that Ivan is so small so she's used to looking at a small boy, not a big boy like me. She rubbed my head while I rubbed on her leg. Mama gave Memere the end to my Rosie Rat on a stick and we had a grand game while Mama finished getting dressed to go outside. A few hours later I heard Mama's voice outside the door saying "be careful; Sab will be on the carpet to greet me" and she opened the door. In flew someone and she made a beeline right for Mama's litter box. Thankfully I was not on the carpet. I had just finished drinking so I was coming around the corner of the cupboards when Mama opened the door. Forget Mama this time. What on earth was going on and who came in the apartment? I heard Memere calling me from the bathroom, so I left Mama at the door and went to investigate. Sure enough, there was Memere at the litter box. She picked me up and gave me hugs and kisses and told me what a good boy I was and how much she loved me and again how orange I was and then, when I got down, she was amazed at how much of me clung to her black sweater. Ha ha on Memere - you can take a big piece of me home! Memere didn't stay long; she had to go and it was snowing outside, so she wanted to get home to Ivan. Mama laid down on the bed and took a nap. I'm glad that Mama's all better and she told me that her test was "normal" and the doctor says her colon is fine. I laid beside her and purred until I decided she'd better get up and feed me. She napped a little longer before she got up to feed me, but at least this time she could feed herself too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/428241 Wed, 20 Feb 2008 18:05:49 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/428241 This is a very strange day. I heard Mama say to someone today that she has an ultra sound. Ultra s ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/426222 Fri, 15 Feb 2008 20:57:45 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/426222 This has gotten way too far out of hand. My mama is possessed and I'm not liking this at all! A ... Luke lives. I didn't know how I would find out this stuff but the website was so helpful - because I found someone else that we're related to a long time ago had done the work before me and I found his tree..." Whoa, Mama. Hold on. You know Luke and his family? "no no no," she says. "Memere's family comes from the same province in Canada that Luke lives in. It's a different country." Now I do know that Canada is another country and its not that far away from where we live, but Mama says that she discovered that in the early 1600's, the family came from Paris, France. Can you believe it - Mama didn't even put Kenzie & I in her family tree? How evil is that? Mama says she loves us and all, but she will NOT put our names on the family tree even though the "line stops with me". Maybe I should ask another question. Family tree? What family is in a tree, and where is the tree? I hear trees are fun to climb; maybe I'd like to give it a try? "See, Sab, it ties all of us together", she says. Did she say tying? Tying means string and string means A GOOD TIME IS HAD BY ALL. I'm coming, Mama! Don't let Kenzie get it before me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424897 Tue, 12 Feb 2008 19:24:56 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424897 Okay I don't know a thing about this holiday that's not a holiday. I mean, there are no parades or ... Ashley's how heartbroken she is about not having a boyfriend and a Valentine this year. How could that happen? She's orange; she's brilliant; she's a Southern belle; she's a football fan (those her choice of team loyalties is questionable), she's a kneader; she loves catnip as much as I do. I didn't want her to feel neglected, unwanted, and unloved! I'm not into be "exclusive" furiends with anyone because I don't want to hurt anycat's feelings so I love all my buddies. I couldn't just not say anything. So I offered to be her Valentine, not knowing what I was getting myself into. Mama had a stern talking to me. "I'm so happy you care so much about your furiends, but what are you doing to do for Valentine's Day? The day I don't like? Well, have no fear. I came up with a small, simple envelope to send to Ashley because I know she'll just be GAGA over it. Just one problem: I sent Mama with my money to buy and ship this stuff. She only did it TODAY. *annoyed sigh* You simply can't trust the staff these days. However, Mama returned from the post office with a box from Ashley! Wowsers - the box she sent me is rather much bigger than the envelope I sent her. Mama helped me open the box. WOW IT WAS THE MOTHERLODE! Ashely sent me treats! I've never had Temptations treats before, but they are sooooooooooooo delish I went after the bag. I had to share with Mackenzie (steal my thunder by being right there for MY box - that bully) but there's still plenty more in the bag, so I'm not worried. There were toys in the box, too. A glorious plastic bag full of balls and mice and things to toss and throw! Oh my cat - I've not worked that hard at playing in a long time. I wore myself out and had to take a nap. I also made sure that Mackenzie didn't get a whiff of my stuff. Whenever she got close I lunged at her. She growled and raced off. Then I discovered that I could put the mice and toss toys in my mouth (and meow, mind you) and put them in the box they came in, then tip the box over and they all fell out. I was not happy when Mackenzie tried to SIT in the the box. Excuse me? This is MY box! It doesn't have HER name on it! Toonces didn't send her a dang thing - maybe because she didn't send him anything? What would his girlfriend, Mittens, think of that? Mama might not like Valentine's Day, but after today, I think its a super idea!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424445 Mon, 11 Feb 2008 17:39:50 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424445 OH MY CAT It was the most glorious of days today. Not only did the sun shine when it got light o ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424001 Sun, 10 Feb 2008 18:37:46 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/424001 As usual this morning, Mama did not respond to my desire to have breakfast at 3:30 am. Man I don't ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/422773 Thu, 7 Feb 2008 19:16:41 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/422773 Sab, someone asked me today where your silly stories come from, and if I made them up. Can you imag ... Sab, someone asked me today where your silly stories come from, and if I made them up. Can you imagine? Are you serious, Mama? How could they question my cleverness? I don't think they question your brilliance and your cleverness and delinquent-ness. Its just that some people don't think that you cats are that intelligent and have souls and feelings and think things through. Really, Mama. Are you serious? There are stupid people out there who think I'm "just" a cat? I'm very serious indeed, Sab. In fact, some of those people are in our own family. And you let them in our family and let them STAY in our family? You can't pick your family, Sab. I'm not adopted; I couldn't pick my family, and since you adopted me, you can't pick your family. I could always un-adopt you, Mama. Not that I want to, but I'm a cat; its my right, you know. Yes, I know. I am thankful that you choose to love me and stay with Kenzie and me. Memere believes me, though. She can also hear you meowing in the background and thinks you are very chatty. Well, isn't is the mama's job to believe their kids? What kind of Memere would she be if she didn't believe you? Or ME for that matter? That would be horrible! You have to remember that Missy and Boogie weren't big talkers, and neither is Ivan, so she's not used to a cat that just talks and talks and talks and doesn't stay quiet. Ah I see. She needs me to come over and teach her a few things! So what did you tell the people about our silly stories? Well, someone asked me where I come up with all the talking that we do. I guess they don't believe me when I say I talk to you and you talk back. Ugh well, obviously, they have not been around for such conversations. I talk all the time! I talk more than you do - well, I do try. Yes you do. And you're so full of personality that I couldn't dream up some of the things you do. After all these years, I can tell by the look in your eyes what you're probably thinking. You're always doing something charming - or annoying - and being such a stinker! Yup, you sure do a good job at translating cat. I've trained you so well. Yes, life would be totally dull and boring without my brilliant orange tabby. The vet told me that your mischievousness was all part of being orange AND tabby and how lucky I was to have both in one package. Some days, though, you make me wonder.... Oh Mama, you are so full of it. You'd fall to pieces if I wasn't around. You've got that right, Sab! Where would I be without you? I'd just sit here with a blanket over my head and wish the world to go away. You are so entertaining and a comfort and company when I'm stuck inside because I don't feel good. Who would help me check my sugar? Who would knock the pill bottles on the floor so I know which ones to reorder? What would I do with all the money I'd save if I didn't have to replace the tubes you've chewed on and put holes in, or the cat litter you fling all over the bathroom, or the cleaners I need to remove the wet litter you flung all over the bathroom, or the catnip you'd rather eat then roll in, or Dr. Pussums bags or Rosie Rats? I wouldn't have to worry about anything moving under my feet. What fun would that be? I have no idea, Mama. Sounds like a very dreary life to me. I'm glad I was able to rescue you from such a miserable existence. Thank you. You were the best housewarming present ever - even if I did have to wait two years to get you. Thanks Mama. I love you too. Can I have a snack now?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/422760 Thu, 7 Feb 2008 13:54:14 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/422760 Mama and I are at war. Well, okay, I declared war on her because I didn't get my way today. Isn't ... Oliver Winston Parson's house. His fish have been hopping out of their bowl and causing all sorts of panic and mayhem lately. Thankfully, the haddock stayed in the oven until Mama came to take it out. She put some on a plate and then walked back to the living room. I followed right behind her. When she sat down in her chair, I reached up and touched her leg, just so she'd know I was patiently waiting my tender morsel. She moved my paw and said "No, Sab, not for you." Yeah well who listens to pawrents anyway? So I waited a few moments, then I reached up again and this time dragged my nails down the side of the chair. I didn't get very far; Mama pulled my claws out of the chair almost as soon as I started and she slapped my head. "I said no." Obviously, I'd need to be more pursuasive! Can you believe that she sat there and ate every bite without sharing a morsel? That's when Mackenzie called me to the kitchen. Ah, I should have solicited her assistance earlier. After all, she is the great counter surfer. Wouldn't you know it? Mama left the fish pan on the counter! Word was that she didn't scrape nor soak the pan; thus, there was still fish to be eaten in the pan. Mama came into the kitchen (much later, I might add) and looked at the pan. She realized her mistake. She'd left a piece of fish in there, and now it had a hole in the middle of it. "Somebody's been in the fish. Who was it?" she asked. I just sat there, looking sweet, looking at her with my best "aren't you sure you want to give us supper now?" look. Mackenzie sat not far away, using the same pose. She said nothing. I said nothing. We aren't telling Mama who got on the counter to take a bite out of the fish. Mama's eyes got narrow and looked at Kenzie, then me. "I hope you enjoyed yourselves at Mama's expense," she shook her head.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421896 Tue, 5 Feb 2008 18:48:12 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421896 The game is making the rounds again! I was tagged by Sabster Brody to come up with 7 random facts a ... Brody to come up with 7 random facts about me. Wherever do I start? (1) I tried to be friendly with our first foster bunny, but she lunged at me and tried to bite my tail, so now I hate all bunnies. (2) Mama and I have our own language that Kenzie doesn't have. I trill at her and Mama meows back. She's come to learn the difference between my scratching furniture and me trying to get her attention. (3) I have two window perches, and I couldn't be more pleased. (4) I live for the moment Mama is senile and leaves thing on the edge of surfaces. Nothing escapes my swiping paw! (5) I am more photogenic than Mackenzie. (6) Everyone who meets me falls in love with the white on the tips of my ears. (7) I am the official welcoming committee for the family. Now I've got to tag 7 cats..... who should I choose? What tough choices! Chloe Maya Siouxie Sparkman! Tibby Sock Callie]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421891 Tue, 5 Feb 2008 18:35:02 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421891 *sigh* Did the Patriots really loose the Super Bowl? I guess it is, as Mama says they weren't th ... Make Mine Chocolate '08 Campagin but I can't bear the thought of changing my page. I won't even talk about the possibility of BUNNY RESCUE on MY page. I'm all for bunnies having their own homes, but when they go homeless, sometimes they end up here. Mama got a grand idea and said "that's it!" meaning, a bunny would distract me from the Patriots loosing, but I told her to get a life and think of something else! Other than moaning for my team, I can't think of a thing to say tonight, other than it snowed last night and the road looked really nasty from the windows this morning, and Mama had to to the shelter. Yuck. Maybe my sunbeams will come back tomorrow.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421150 Sun, 3 Feb 2008 21:41:19 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/421150 Ugh Ouch Oooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww You've Got to be Kidding What the Fur? I'm so hissed! H ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419759 Thu, 31 Jan 2008 19:13:48 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419759 Mama was looking for things to put on her MySpace page and she found a quiz she thought I'd like. I ... What Color Orange Are You? so naturally, I had to try it! After Mama helped me answer the questions, this is what it said: ***You Are Pumpkin*** Realistic and practical, you see the world for how it is. You know what it takes to succeed in life... And you're happy to help others reach their goals. WOW that is soooooooooooooooooooooo me! Scary!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419682 Thu, 31 Jan 2008 15:59:43 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419682 Can you imagine? When Mama saw this beating up she got on a national blog about cheering for the ... I can't believe my pal from Maine was talking Patriots trash. Go Giants, Stephanie! Even though I have New England in my blood and have spent the equivalent of years of my life there, I bleed Giant blue. Hmmm and I thought he was a nice guy. How could he scold my mama right in front of everyone? Mama says to take it easy; its just all in fun trash talk about teams. After all, this is only a game. She's kidding, right? Here are two of our favorite articles on the rivalry between Boston and New York, which seems to be in overdrive these days: Big Apple Blows Away Beantown (he does have a point about the colored subways... but the reason they don't have colors in NYC is because all you can see there is gray & brown! MOL) Want to Win? Go to Boston (we couldn't agree more with what this one says!) Super Rivalry Spotlight: Beantown vs. Big Apple]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419302 Wed, 30 Jan 2008 18:04:38 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/419302 Mama was feeling pretty good today so she decided to do some cleaning. I was very glad to supervise ... What is this horrible trick Mama is playing on us now? She is making us go back to the v*t - the same v*t that peeked under my tail and complained about my wrecked 'em? Mama petted my head and assured me that no, I wasn't going back to the vet. This was an old reminder. In fact, she told me, it was just old enough that she's not even sure what year its from. PHEW! I was going to have to freak out and panic if I really had to go back there. Thanks, Mama! I did a very silly thing this weekend. Mama says sometimes I act just like her. I had read my furiend Augusta Ashley's diary and how sad she was that she didn't have a special Valentine for this year. I had to ask Mama what she might be so upset about, and Mama explained Valentine's Day to me. I don't care about such a thing, but my good furiend is upset, so I must do what I can to help her! I offered to be her Valentine for this year. She was sooooooooooooo happy I thought she might just burst into tears all over again. She was surprised I didn't have a sweetie yet. I am not that kind of cat, I say. I love everybody, so if I can cheer her up, let's do it! Mama says "you shouldn't volunteer to do something unless you are going to do it," when I asked her for help on what to do for Ashley Ambrose. She says I'm on my own. So what shall I do? She loves her football as much as I do, so maybe I should get her a football player? That should be fun, right? How about her own cheerleader outfit with pompoms? Kenzie loves her pompoms, and she and Ashley have the same nickname of "Miss Priss", so I'm thinking that might be a good idea. She's already got a Boogie Mat, so I don't want to get her a new one. I have it! Maybe I could create a wand that, when shaken over annoying non-orange siblings, they disappear and vanish! Yeah, that's what she needs! That Toonces gives her such a hard time!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/418446 Mon, 28 Jan 2008 16:55:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/418446 Mama was very tired last night. I know this because she did not wake up to my usual waking-Mama-for ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/418093 Sun, 27 Jan 2008 19:23:09 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/418093 Oh OH OH what can I say? I was deliriously surprised with floor sprinkles of catnip this even ... OH what can I say? I was deliriously surprised with floor sprinkles of catnip this evening. I know the real reason was that I was under Mama's feet while she tried to make supper and she wanted me to move, but hey, what do I care when there's catnip involved? We were all stunned to find SNOW outside the window this morning. No, I mean fresh snow. While we were sleeping it snowed about an inch! I didn't know there was snow coming; Mama didn't know, so she didn't tell me to look for it. Mama had to get up and leave right after she fed us so she could feed the path finding people their breakfasts because they've been having meetings at church all weekend and she was late to get going because she had to clean off the car. (Memere, Uncle Tony, and Auntie Julia are pathfinders and Pupah, Auntie Lisa, Auntie Becky, and Uncle Derrick were pathfinders, too. Mama says she's the groupie.) Then she said it took twice as long to get there because the roads hadn't been plowed and they were slippery. But Mama got their safe, and everyone had a good breakfast she said, so she was happy. Kenzie and I were both sleeping on the bed when she got home and asked us to kindly move so she could finish sleeping herself. Not a problem - she opened the shades before she laid down, and Kenzie moved to Mama's pillow so she could be close. I climbed on the perch so watch more snow fall down. Mama found some energy after her nap to do some tidying up around the living room, so I observed from the glider. She wasn't doing anything that required my active participation. Overall it was a dull day without football, but we managed.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/417316 Fri, 25 Jan 2008 19:21:26 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/417316 I was once again chosen as a diary pick. I certainly apuriciate the attention! I knew my story abo ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/416839 Thu, 24 Jan 2008 15:13:29 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/416839 Mama had to visit her v*t today for her every year visit. She had to come home to tell me about it. ... Of course we count! Why does this v*t think this is funny? I meowed that Mama should immediately find a new v*t to go visit, but she says no, he's one of the best people v*ts around and that she used to work with him when she worked with nurses. I wanted to protest, but she says "Sab, you'd like him. He's got a big picture of Adam Vinaterri kicking the winning field goal in the snow bowl for the 2001 AFC Championship game that got the Patriots to the first Super Bowl win." Oh well, if he's got one of those great photos, then I suppose.... Mama wasn't very happy when she came home, though. The v*t says she now has to take pills to go with her poke-the-finger-and-make-you-bleed machine. Mama's been doing her best to not need to deal with her die-ah-beet-ies stuff and now she has to take pills. Dr. Sab to the rescue! I'll keep that evil stuff away from her! Mama shouldn't have to take any pill she doesn't want to take! That's final! I said so! I don't think she should listen to this v*t anyway because he laughed at her answer. I am a force to be reckoned with; don't mess with Baby Boy!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415729 Mon, 21 Jan 2008 17:37:04 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415729 Mama is quite speechless at her sudden discovery. She says there is a "w" on my head, made with my ... touching my tail after I cleaned it. UGH her nerve! She was just putting her hand down on the bed; not even paying attention to what she was doing! Thankfully she didn't put her full weight on my tail, but just the same, I gave her a slap on the wrist. Leave my tail alone! I never know how Mama will react to my slapping her. Sometimes she says she's sorry; sometimes she'll slap me back; sometimes she goes overboard in loving me. I could really do without it! Tonight she decided to get up and kiss my head. That's when she noticed that my ears felt cool to her touch. "Oh no baby boy! Are you cold?" she asks. I was not about to run, but I knew what was coming! She then puts her mouth around my ears and she blows on them to warm them up. Do you have any idea how infuriating that is????I am such a softie, though, that I don't protest too much. I know she's just trying to take care of me. Today Mama actually got some chores done! She got two pans of dishes washed before she was so tired she laid down for a nap. She napped too late, though. I had to wake her up with strategically placed kneading on her pillow in order to wake her up and let her know it was time for my supper. Naturally, she disagreed and wouldn't' get up right away. After all these years, I have yet to figure out how to get her to adjust her time schedule to mine! I suppose I should be pleased, however, because she has made a firm decision now to work from home, right from her new computer. Yay! She says its going to be hard and take time and she's going to need my help. I can do that. She got me a special stool to put next to her chair at the desk so I can sit next to her on a soft blanket and watch and look - and get occasional head scratches. Those are the best!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415347 Sun, 20 Jan 2008 17:15:22 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415347 Oh it is so grand! We showed the nay-sayers! Just one more game to go for a purfect season! I kne ... We're going to the big game! Way to go, Coach Belichick and the team! Thank you all for a terrific season beyond our wildest dreams!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415061 Sun, 20 Jan 2008 02:39:01 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/415061 UGH it is quite humiliating, actually. Catster chose me for the pawsome honor of Daily Diary Pick - ... Daily Diary Pick - on FRIDAY and I'm only now getting to say something about this! See, my mama hasn't been feeling well for a long time. It's been so long now that sometimes I forget when she was a happy, feeling-good human. If you have one of those humans, don't forget what a treasure you have! Except for this. Every so often Mama will start carrying on about how she wishes she wasn't female anymore and how she hates being female and she's going to have to long chat with Eve whenever she's finally able to do that because its her fault. I still have one question: who the meows is Eve and how come, after 8.6 years of living with Mama, I haven't met her yet? And what does Eve hafta do with Mama being moody and grouchy and wishing she wasn't female? Okay, so maybe that's two questions, but goodness.... if you lived with my mama, you'd totally understand. Then I get to wondering: what would I do if my mama wasn't female? When what would I have? Are they going to fix her like they fixed me? That's a horrible indignity that I wouldn't wish upon anyone, including my beloved mama! You can't have a mama if she's not female! I bet you're wondering why I'm rambling on like this and, if you're worrying about my sanity about now, please don't. It's mama's sanity I'm worrying about, so I'm sure you can understand how distressing this is to me. Because the bottom tail is this: because Mama's spent the past couple days being mad about being female, she totally blew off most of my Caster duties and did not bother to allow me time and space to take a bow at being a diary pick! Yes, normally I would be annoyed at such a slight, but as I said, my mama is a silly and strange one, and she gets like this every so often. I just can't ever predict it. And when Mama ain't happy, there ain't anybody who's happy! The reason I bring this up is that I feel I have a most superior diary compared to Mackenzie. I am more sociable (just ask Mama and anyone who comes to visit); I've got a whole lot more to say, and well, I'm ORANGE. Doesn't that count for something? So how come Mackenzie has been chosen as a diary pick TODAY? She's been chosen way more often than me! Five more times than me, to be whiny about it. Mama then opens her mouth (sometimes a very scary thing; you just never know what's going to fall out of it) and says that Kenzie is chosen more often because she's sweet and loving and not bullish like me. Yes indeed; can you imagine she said that to ME about ME? I thought humans said stuff like that behind your tails. It wouldn't bother me if I didn't know about it! This is all exhausting. I should lay down and nap on this. Mama says that's the only cure for an attack of the grumpies. Oh, PS: I wasn't prepared for all three cats who want to join my arm! Whatever shall I do about this?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414291 Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:50:58 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414291 I have had enough. I have decided to declare war on stupid humans and I am now forming an army. Yo ... Sparkman, has agreed to come on board as Specialist Spudman, who is the bestest rotten spud flinger in the business. We just discovered our first crisis, however: Spark Spark's never seen a rotten spud. This could be a problem! However, to assist any cats out there who might be in a similar situation but don't want to become part of the militia, I have written the greatest "for dummies" book ever written: "Human's Guide on Serving Cats". You'll see it on my front page. I am sure it will be on the best seller list by tomorrow. It's for any cat who's having human troubles. It's a must read! Stand by for more directives; Sgt. Silly Sab]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414288 Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:46:01 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414288 I was so traumatized by my overnight road trip that I could only meow about it once so I'm sorry for ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414172 Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:54:42 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/414172 I have surly lost one of my lives after this latest big idea from Mama! Okay, so I can't really b ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412969 Mon, 14 Jan 2008 07:40:52 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412969 Oh it was soooooooooooo great. My Patriots are still going strong! They gave us quite a scare ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412507 Sat, 12 Jan 2008 21:02:06 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412507 Ugh now that Mackenzie has had surgery, the preferential treatment begins. For starters, she wa ... wet food and I am stuck eating kibble - dry, unappealing hairball treatment Science Diet. She's over there dining on wet Science Diet. I wasn't going to eat it; really, I wasn't! I just wanted to sniff it. Mama wouldn't let me near the bowl. Something about there being medicine for Kenzie in that food and there was no way I was allowed to eat it. She also wasn't going to spend more money on cat food when we had 2 full containers and 2 full bags of kibble. "Kenzie has a sore mouth so she needs the wet food," Mama says. My mouth is sore, too, Mama, from having to meow at you all the time and having to look for Mackenzie yesterday! Mama wasn't about to fool around with my "shenanigans" so she put me in the carrier (again) until Kenzie was done eating. She sure does take a long time to eat now. No more scarfing food by her! Mackenzie is behaving quite normal now. She's been howling and growling at me, so that means she's okay. Mama says she's been purring louder and more often, so she thinks she feels better. Yeah whatever. The v*t could have at least given her a sunnier disposition while he was working on her!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412065 Fri, 11 Jan 2008 16:18:48 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/412065 (It's been such a horrible day that I'm using this "silly sab" story in my diary, with a few revisio ... Sorry? She came back over in a couple hours, fully dressed. Mama is never dressed and ready to go anywhere at 7:30 am on a Friday. I should have known it was gonna be BAD! She let us out of the carrier, then put Kenzie back in. She put food in my bowl, then carried Kenzie and the carrier out the door. I didn't realize until I was done eating that the carrier and Mackenzie were gone. Must be going to give blood to the v*t again, I think. But no! This time Mama comes back and she's by herself! I couldn't believe it. What happened to Kenzie? I began to pace; I cried; I howled; I looked everywhere for her. Mama came to me and gave me some love. She let me sit on the desk while she played her computer game. I decided to calm down since Mama didn't seem that upset. If something bad happened to Mackenzie, Mama would be so upset. Eventually I gave up the hunt and went to the glider to lay down. It wasn't any fun, though. I didn't have to fight for it; I didn't have anyone to sleep next to, either. I shifted and turned and was quite uncomfortable, I must say. I must have fallen asleep, because next thing I know, Mama's gone again. So I got up and waited by the door, howling for her. She said she could hear me all the way at the bottom of the stairs when she opened the door to come inside. She brought in a paper bag that said "Pet Quarters" on it. Pet Quarters? Only one of my favorite stores! It's the Science Diet and catnip store! She pulled out a package and said "you're a good boy, Sab." She showed me what she had. I saw a dangling mouse at the end. SCORE! Mama bought me a new hanging-from-the-door toy! I broke the last I one, I had so much fun with it. It helped me forget how worried I was. She hung it in the bathroom doorway and I swatted and attacked that gray mousie while she cleaned our litter boxes and swept the floor. Mama gave me more attention; she said I was a great boy. I could have told her that myself, but its great to here HER admit it! But then I was lonely again and, besides, it was getting close to supper time. I went to the kitchen table to get her attention. She rubbed my head, but she was still too busy paying attention to working on the old computer. Eventually she said "you can have supper early for being such a good boy today" and oooooooooooooooh I got to eat all the kibble all by myself! Mama was gone again; she promised she'd bring Mackenzie back home with her. Sure enough, eventually she came back in with the carrier. Mama put it on the middle of the kitchen floor and there she was! She was digging to get out. I ran over to greet her. What was that smell??????? Oh my gahds she smelt horrible - like the VET! Horrible smells! Evil Smells! Smells that only happen to cats who have surgery smells! Mama opened the door and Kenzie came out. I ran away and did my defensive crouch from a safe position in the doorway, watching Kenzie walk around the kitchen. Well, she tried to. She was swaggering and swaying and her back legs could hardly hold her up. Didn't bother her, though. She wanted to EAT! Mama eventually gave her one spoonful of wet Science Diet. I was all over that. FOOD! Kenzie doesn't need to know I ate already! Before I could zip over and scarf it up, Mama caught me and pushed me into the carrier, locking the door behind me. Oh she's got to be kidding! That thing smelt like the vet!!!! I was NOT going to stay in there; what did she think she was doing to me? I FREAKED out - started howling and digging and banging on the door and I threw myself against it - moved the carrier all of two inches - but the door didn't open. Where was Mama? I couldn't see her! Kenzie poked her head over to find out what the ruckus was about, but all I could smell was her turkey breath, so I was even more panicked and upset. Finally I saw Mama come back in the kitchen. "What is the matter with you, Sab?" she asked. IS SHE KIDDING????? Mama didn't open that door until Kenzie walked away from her bowl. When she opened it, I came flying out, but not fast enough that I couldn't spend time to slap her leg on my way by. And you know what Mama said? "You really are an entertaining boy, you know? You are so cute & funny!"]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411888 Fri, 11 Jan 2008 06:01:55 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411888 Oh where is Mackenzie? Oh where is Mackenzie? Oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where is Ma ... gone! Mama wouldn't feed us breakfast this morning. She made me wait till after it got bright outside and then - horror of horrors - she put Mackenzie back in the pet carrier! She carried Mackenzie right outside and they were gone. Mama came back home but I can't find the pet carrier or Mackenzie. Where could she be? I went into the hall and I sniffed extra hard. I gave Mama a really hard time about coming inside. I reluctantly came in and checked the kitchen again. I howled for her and I cried and I meowed and I sniffed. Her bowl is still empty. I still don't see Mackenzie. Mama called me over and picked me up. She hugged me and kissed me and told it was okay; Mackenzie has to spend the day at the v*t place because her teeth need to be fixed. Mama says "Dr. David thinks she's been scratching her face because her teeth bother her." Oh. I remember having Dr. David clean my teeth. That was not fun. Not only did I have to skip breakfast that day, and then spend the day at the v*t, and they gave me funny medicine and I woke up with a missing tooth, but then I had to endure Mama shoving pills down my throat for a few days. Poor Mackenzie! I must remember to be nicer to her when she comes home. How will I take a nap today without her to curl up next to? How can I settle down without slapping her over the head? The glider just isn't as comfy without having to fight for it. I am still worried, though. Where did she go again? Mama says she'll spend the day with me and pay me special attention, so I think I will stay extra close. It can't be serious because Mama seems normal and is not upset today, so Kenzie must be okay. Just in case, I'll stay close.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411732 Thu, 10 Jan 2008 16:35:54 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411732 Mama's purse rang this afternoon. I was right next to it; I can tell you that it rang and it jiggle ... bunny, of all things!) Mama started dashing around, putting on her socks, shoes, and collecting the bunny's things. Finally she scooped the bunny out of the cage, put her in the "I Love My Pet" box and away they went. Could this really be happening? A bunny going back after just two days? Mackenzie and I went to inspect the bunny cage. Man that bunny is smelly. Mama hadn't cleaned her litter box yet today! No bunny inside. No baby bunnies inside, either. Sure enough... Mama came over a while later and no box, no bunny, and no bunny supplies. Well okay, I didn't notice at first, because Mama came home late and we had not had supper yet. I didn't want to ask and somehow jinx myself, so I let Mackenzie do the meowing about this turn of events. Mama told her that there had been a mistake. Mama had been given the wrong pregnant bunny, and Juliet was scheduled to be snipped in the morning! Mama's choices were to either bring Juliet back tonight, or bring her to the vet appointment in the morning. No bunny! How cool! However, Mama tells me that, between her and me, she had a secret. She can't take the bunny to the vet tomorrow because Mackenzie is going to the vet tomorrow to have her teeth cleaned, and Mama expects that he'll be pulling at least one tooth. Mama's warned me that I will not be having breakfast until 8 am tomorrow morning because Kenzie's not supposed to eat before she goes. I am not liking this idea, but on the other hand.... a day of just Mama and me.... I do like the sounds of THAT!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411503 Thu, 10 Jan 2008 02:44:58 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411503 because then I would not be able to humbly thank Catster for being chosen, yet again, as a daily dia ... before she fed me my breakfast!!!! Oh the injustice!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411321 Wed, 9 Jan 2008 14:31:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411321 How could Mama do this? That's my first reaction when Mama carried in the "I Love My Pet" box yeste ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411074 Tue, 8 Jan 2008 19:42:14 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/411074 Last night, Mama was once again working on putting music on new computer. (Pardon me while I yawn. ... Mama brought home another bunny from the shelter tonight!!!!!!!!!!!! Mama says she's one of the most beautiful bunnies she thinks she's ever seen, but UGH she's a BUNNY. How beautiful can she be??? Mama says she is most definitely pregnant. Her name is Juliet, and she came in with another female who's already given birth to 6 bunnies. They came in with a male who was promptly named "Romeo". Mama says that's a very good name, but it doesn't make sense to me. Explain this to me. How can LOTS OF BUNNIES be a good thing? How is that simple, I ask you? Mama says that Juliet is a lionhead rabbit. I have no idea what that means because I haven't actually laid eyes on this bunny. I only know its here because I sniffed the box. I have refused to step paw into the living room since Mama took that fluffer nutter out of the box. Then again, maybe I can rest easy. What I saw Mama pull out of the "I Love My Pet" box looked like a ball of fluff. I've never seen a bunny like that. Maybe my nose was deceiving me. I'd rather not check. I'll believe Mackenzie this one time. She says its definitely a rabbit and a beautiful one, too. Not sure I'll buy that "beautiful" line, though...]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/410283 Sun, 6 Jan 2008 20:59:52 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/410283 Mama says that she fully accepts that, having cats means having fur everywhere. However, there are ... under her eye lid. She was grumbling about a goopy eye and it bothering her, so she went to the bathroom mirror to investigate. Next thing I know, she's sputtering and growling "you have GOT to be kidding me!" She says that's never happened to her before and she hopes it never does again, because it was UNCOMFORTABLE! D'oh, Mama.... what do you expect is going to happen when you bury your face in Mackenzie's side? Thankfully, the hair she pulled out of her right eyeball was white, not orange or beige. I'm off the hook for that gafu!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/409916 Sat, 5 Jan 2008 20:31:04 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/409916 I couldn't believe it when Mama interrupted my breakfast this morning to tell me I was once again ch ... also chosen as a diary pick today, so I had to say hello and send her a rosette. As you might imagine, she's pretty excited too! I am rather dumbfounded without much to say for today. Mama came home from church and I was happy to see her, so I went to the bathroom carpet and flopped onto my side to beg for some attention. She didn't disappoint, as she leaned over and rubbed my head and chin. Oh purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs. Mama's still feeling very, very tired, so she has to take it easy when getting ready for going anywhere. She took her shower this morning, then she had to lay down. And she forgot to turn on the timer so she wouldn't sleep too much. I didn't know Mama wanted to be woken up, otherwise I would have helped her. Instead, Mama woke up at 11 and jumped up yelling "OH CRAP!" because she was supposed to BE at church at 11 and there she was, still in her PJ's, at home. Mama zoomed out the door in 10 minutes flat. I don't think she even got her make up on before she left. She told me she got there just in time to walk up to the front to tell the kids their before-sermon story. Phew for Mama!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/409560 Fri, 4 Jan 2008 19:02:15 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/409560 She calls it "Mama's prerogative" but sometimes, eesh... I have to wonder.... Late this afternoon ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/408468 Wed, 2 Jan 2008 07:40:04 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/408468 I hoped that, when I woke up this morning, it would just be a dream, but it wasn't. I am still in s ... It didn't really happen, did it? Mama came home yesterday from visiting Auntie Becky for her birthday. It wasn't quite 5 pm, so Mama wasn't about to feed us just yet. Instead, she sat down at her old computer on the kitchen table and worked on moving more files off of it. When she finally decided to get around to feeding us, we followed her to the counters, meowing all the way. I should have known things weren't going to go well for me, because when she backed up, she stepped on my tail. YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! I followed Kenzie and Mama to Kenzie's bowl and watched Mama pour food into Kenzie's bowl. I always do that, so that wasn't strange. But instead of going over to my bowl to put food in it like she always does, Mama turned around, walked back to the cupboard, and put the food container away! I was stunned, but not speechless. I meowed and meowed and meowed and meowed a little louder. Mama didn't even get the hint. She walked back over to Mackenzie's bowl to put her fish garnish on it. This cannot be happening to me. Am I being punished? Suddenly Mama woke up from her stupor and exclaimed "I'm sorry sorry Sab! Mama forgot to put food in your bowl!" She rubbed my head and scratched behind my ears. That feels good, Mama, but I don't want attention right now. Not that kind of attention! Mama went back to the cupboard, pulled out the container again, and made all things right. She poured kibble into my bowl and put the container back in the cupboard, again. Scary times indeed! I think Mama lost some intelligence when we turned to a new calendar!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/407849 Mon, 31 Dec 2007 18:00:20 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/407849 Thank you, thank you, thank you Catster, for choosing me as a diary pick for the last day of the yea ... thank you Catster, for choosing me as a diary pick for the last day of the year. That is sooooooo humbling & nice of you. Also, did you see????? My Patriots won the game Saturday night! Oh it is such a great feeling to be a Pats fan right now. Mama's told me how it used to be, before I was a kitten. And then.... here's the coolest part. Mama spent nearly all day at Memere's, helping her and Auntie Lisa babysit Lucy & Megan, and Mama came home feeling crappy because she said both of them screamed nearly the entire time. Well, that's not the cool part. Mama came home with the mail, and the only mail we got today was from ASHLEY & her mommy! The package looked ordinary, but it smelt heavenly. It immediately caught my attention, and Mackenzie's too. Mama pulled out the bag and it was pretty red & green and it had a bow on it. It said "For Sab & Mackenzie". Mama let us sniff the bag. Yippee! It finally came! See, Mama made a deal with Ashley's mom. My mama would mail Ashley's mama a Dr. Pussums' bag, and Ashley's mama would mail us some of the homemake treats Ashley's been telling us about. So we were both pretty excited to have the treats. Except... we're still waiting for the treats to come out of the bag. Mama gave each of us a funny colored piece of something that smelt odd and not fancy enough for me to take a chomp on, so I don't know why she just doesn't give us the yummies. I can smell them! Mama put the bag away in the fridge. "That's what Ashley's mom put on the note, Sab," she said. I wanted to know why she didn't give me the delish goodies! I went to the fridge and I started scratching at the door. Mama scolded me by wagging her finger. She picked up that funky looking piece she put at my plate and waved it in front of my nose. "Here's your goodie. Eat it!" she says. I sniffed it again. Yup, it sure smells like something I have no intention of eating. I want what's in that BAG! To make matters worse, Mama walked off... and left the bag of goodies in the fridge. So I sat a the door and I howled and I meowed and I cried and I scratched and I made such a racket that Mama came back into the kitchen and put her hands on her hips. "You either eat your goodie or shut up! I've got a headache!" Excuse me? Who does she think she is, talking to ME like that? I'm not one of the baby squirmies! I have given up... for now. I'm going to take a nap to recharge my batteries. I'm going to get those goodies even if it is the last thing I do! Happy 2008 everyone!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/407186 Sat, 29 Dec 2007 19:20:19 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/407186 Every once in a while, I take a few moments and just stroll around Catster to see what's going on in ... Sebastian is the 15th most popular name for cats on the site. Way cool, I say. There are 236 cool cats named Sebastian, and I am number #129th in the list. Speaking of stats.... I have been corralled 43 times (that's 235 cats), so hello to all of you! I "only" have 350 friends because I like to KNOW who they are. I tend to be selective about such things. I've also accumulated 4500 page views since we came to Catster 18 months ago. I can't believe its been over a year since Mama gave us Plus. It's been quite the year! Mama & I have been watching the Patriots & the Giants battle it out for bragging rights. It's been a close game but very exciting! Right now it doesn't look good for our Patriots, but we aren't worried. They are the "last minute" team anyway. You'd think it was the Super Bowl by listening to the crowd noise. Mama is not sure she'll have enough energy to make it through to the end of the game. Oh puleeeeze Mama, we gotta see how this one ends! It's the big & important game! And they just did a touchdown! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! It's now 28-23 Giants. Not time to sweat off another life!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/406234 Wed, 26 Dec 2007 23:58:44 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/406234 I know that sounds like something Mackenzie would write, but I do love her, too, you know! I wa ... something, especially in the middle of the night. Purrs, Mama. I love you too!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/405387 Mon, 24 Dec 2007 17:29:18 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/405387 OH BOY - this is the bestest Christmas EVAH! Mama gave us our gifts tonight, and oh.... I can har ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/405192 Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:30:41 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/405192 Hey everyone! Mama's got the new computer up and running! Wheeeee! I've been busy passing out h ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/402848 Tue, 18 Dec 2007 14:12:22 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/402848 I was tagged by the lovely Bug Slayer & Foot Mauler herself, Ms. Onyx. I am honored; she started ou ... Onyx. I am honored; she started out as Mackenzie's furiend! So here's the rules. You're supposed to list five things you want for Christmas and then tag five friends to list their five wishes for Christmas. Hmmmmmm after much thought, these are my wishes: 1. no more foster creatures. 2. a new Dr. Pussums Fancy Feline Elixir catnip bag. It's the best! 3. Rosie Rats - Mama says they don't make them anymore, so I hope she stocks up! 4. unlimited supplies of kibble, no matter what time of day. 5. that all my Catster furiends & family have a safe 2008. I don't want to have say goodbye to anymore of them! So who should I tag? How about.... My bestie Sparkman, Another bestie, Jason Hopper, Jersey Girl Ashley, Sweet & Sassy Siouxie, and sister Mackenzie]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/402134 Sun, 16 Dec 2007 18:24:41 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/402134 Can you imagine Mama calling me that? All because I had no interest in watching or helping her wrap ... old or something." Mackenzie was sleeping in the glider chair next to me, and she was as unimpressed about Mama's rant as I was. However, never let it be said that I passed on opportunities that drop in my chair. I threw my chin in the air, pulled my paws up next to my chin, and begged for a chin scratch. As usual, it worked! That's okay, because earlier in the day, Mama folded laundry. She emptied the laundry basket and put it back on the floor. This is an open invitation for Mackenzie to get into the basket, and sure enough, in a flash, there she was. Mama picked up the boa feather on a stick and waved it on the other side of the basket. This always gets Mackenzie into a wild-kitten-frenzy, and today was no exception. Again, I was resting on the desk chair, and Mama even waved the boa at me to catch. Oh we had so much fun. I even got to sleep on some of the laundry when Mama left it folded on the bed so she could ... I don't know what. Those towels made for a very comfy lounging spot!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/401058 Thu, 13 Dec 2007 18:35:04 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/401058 Mama spent time cleaning the hamster cages tonight. Man, I'm telling you, the only thing more smell ... three of them. She cleaned Maria first. She put Maria in the exercise ball, and off she went. Gracious, I guess she thought she had some important business to do, because she was going everywhere, and in a big hurry. I decided to supervise from the bathroom mat. For whatever reason, they like to get themselves stuck between our litter box & Mama's litter box. Henri did it; now Maria does it. Mama went to dump the stuff into the trash, but the bag moved, and it all ended up on the kitchen floor. What a mess. Mama then put Jasmine in the shower while she tidied up her spot. Again the trash bag didn't work and everything fell on the floor. She was not happy, and Jasmine wasn't happy to be in the shower. She made horrible scratching noises in there. I stared at the door really hard so she wouldn't come out. It must have worked, because she didn't come out until Mama went to let her out and put her back in her cage. Finally it was Nibbler's turn. Maria returned to her cage & Nibbler got to run in the ball. Nibbler is living in Henri's old cage, so Mama handled that cage much better than she did the big glass things that Jas & Maria are in. By then Mackenzie was in on the hamster watch, so I went to supervise Mama putting messy, dirty bedding in the trash bag. This time, it all fell out and onto the floor. Man that stuff is smelly. What is that pink stuff Mama calls "care fresh" and puts in their cages? Wowsers, it makes my litter box smell like roses, I swear. Speaking of which... Mama didn't clean them because she left the fresh litter in the car and its snowing outside. What kind of an excuse is that, I ask myself? She's going to be gone almost all day tomorrow, so what are we supposed to do while she's gone? Yup, I'm sensing a litter box rebellion happening tomorrow, about the time she pulls out of the driveway, so its got lots of time to harder and stick to the newly-washed floor. Maybe I'll even get Kenzie to cough up a really good hairball!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/400481 Wed, 12 Dec 2007 06:41:59 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/400481 Mama went to the shelter feeling good. She came home feeling not so good. She was displeased by th ... MY mama! Who does this bunny think she's messing with, huh? Obviously she's never met me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/399671 Sun, 9 Dec 2007 18:11:11 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/399671 I was not happy today when Mama prepared to get up and go out for the day, again. I wanted to stay ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/399330 Sat, 8 Dec 2007 19:58:48 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/399330 Hmmmmm Mama likes to put stuff like this on her MySpace page. I am not sure what I'm supposed to do ... 1. Get kissed under the mistletoe or in the snow? why do I hafta kiss anyone but Mama? 2. Santa or Rudolph? Rudolph 3. Stocking or presents? BOTH! 4. Egg nog or hot cider? mmmmm I like egg nog! 5. Angel or star? an angel named Chumley, please 6. Decorating the tree, or putting lights on the outside? oh my how do I choose? A tree? Chasing lights? Oh dear! 7. Warm cozy fires or sleigh rides? no brainer – WARM FIRE! 8. Family time or friend time? Mama time 9. Expensive presents or presents that come from the heart? I don’t care – just as long as I get them! 10. Snow ball fight or snowman? SNOW! You mean we can throw it? 11. Coal or presents? this is kidding, right? 12. Open presents quick or slow? so fast you can’t see me do it! 13. Diamonds or rubies? I’ll pass; they’re too tough to chew! 14. Caroling or Christmas stories? I'll listen to Mama do the singing 15. Snowy days or ice days? snow is much more fun to watch falling from the sky 16. Red or Green? why can’t I have orange? 17. Best Christmas present received? my Dr. Pussum’s feline elixir catnip bag. I play with it every day! 18. What’s the number one thing you want for Christmas? the chia pet that grows cat grass 19. Have you ever been kissed under mistletoe? what’s mistletoe? Can I eat it? 20. Age you stopped believing in Santa Claus: never did; Mama doesn’t believe in such “baloney”. Wait… did Mama say baloney???? 21. Do you send thank you notes? nope; I deal strictly with rosettes! 22. Do you wake your parents up early to open presents? well d’oh! I wake her up every morning super early!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/397325 Mon, 3 Dec 2007 17:35:24 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/397325 Oh the glorious snow that fell today! I thoroughly enjoyed watching it float down from the sky whil ... read a good book, so she had her nose in a book for several hours today. (Mama says this is a must read book!) This was good for a little while, but there was only so much sleeping next to Mama while she read her book and patted my head that I could take. I got up and went to the kitchen, then started my "where is everyone?" howling and meowing. Mama didn't respond right away, so I got louder and more persistent. I eventually had to come into the living room and sit at the side of the bed to howl at her. Finally Mama picked her head out of her book and peered over the side of the bed. "Silly Sab, what is up? You certainly have plenty to say today. Are you bored?" Well, what else would I be at this time of day? I know you think today is all about reading, but with the first snow of the year, Mama, don't you think we should be celebrating instead? Mackenzie perked up and came off the glider, to sit attentively on her scratching board, just in case Mama did something exciting. Which she did. Mama does this when she plays with us but is feeling lazy: out comes the laser pointer. I didn't pay it much attention other than follow it with my huge, fully-engrossed eyes, and Mama was annoyed that I didn't follow it. Mackenzie, however, wasn't about to let an opportunity pass her by, so out she sprang and the chase was on! Why chase the laser when you can chase your sister? Exactly! This made Mackenzie hiss and Mama growl, so I didn't do that for very long. Faster than I could stop my carrying on, Mama was back to reading her book. Mama always ends up crying over such books, and this was no exception. Thankfully she finished the book, pronounced it a very good book (the best he's ever written, she tells Mackenzie) and then Mama is off to check her pawmail. She did, however, stop reading her book long enough to go outside, clean the snow off her car, and help the landlord move snow around in the parking lot. Well, see, he used his big pusher on his truck to move the snow, and Mama used her little shovel to move the snow on the outside steps. She left the apartment door open, so I ventured out to inspect the premises. Thankfully there was no horrific smoky smell today! There was, however, a pile of snow on the floor, which I thoroughly enjoyed licking until Mama came in and shooed me back inside. Mama measured at least 8 inches out there for our first snowfall. Sweet!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/396701 Sun, 2 Dec 2007 06:48:46 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/396701 Poor Mama. She's got a major case of the dizzies again. Started up on Friday and she had it all da ... angry at the smoke. Mama is not a pretty picture when she gets angry. Just imagine what she looks like when she's super dizzy and angry. She started rumbling about the neighbor and "how inconsiderate" he was and "rules don't apply to him" and other stuff she carried on about. Mama went to the door. I figured it we were going to get out of there, I'd better follow her. How come she wasn't calling the fire people again? Oh my cats - you never did smell such a horrible smell before. The entire hallway was just so smelly and I started coughing. I ran back inside, hoping Mama would follow me. Instead, Mama did the strangest thing. She wobbled across the hall and banged on the neighbor's door! No body came to talk to Mama, so she came back inside and slammed the door. Then she went to the telephone and talked to someone who didn't sound like the fire people. I was still sure we needed to get out. I went to the door again and howled and scratched to get out. We were gonna die, right? The smell got Mama all upset and she ended up throwing up a hairball, of all things. At least Mama put hers in her litter box. Mackenzie... she leaves hers everywhere. Finally Mama saw how upset I was so she tried to pick me up. Well, I mean, she did, but when Mama's got the dizzies, its not always a good thing for her to hold me when she's staggering about. She pet me and told me it was okay. She says that the neighbor guy next door is a smoker. A what? I never heard of such a thing before. She says "we are not supposed to smoke in our apartments and he's supposed to go OUTSIDE to smoke." She says she's already talked to him about this before - he thinks he can stand in the hallway and smoke with the door to the outside open. Mama says "no way" and now that its getting colder outside, he doesn't want to open the door. So now... all that nasty smell comes into our apartment! I think that is quite rude. Why would anyone like such a horrible smell? I have never heard of this smoking business before, but Mama says lots of people do it, but that we don't have friends who do that bad stuff, and even if we did, they wouldn't be able to smoke at our place. She says that smoking is bad for your body. I wrinkle my nose and wonder "doesn't smoke mean fire?" and she says "yes, its when people burn herbs & grass and they sniff the smoke and it goes in their lungs and then they blow it out and the herbs & grass are addictive." People actually DO THIS? They sniff smoke & fire? And I thought I was strange, being addicted to catnip! Silly humans. Sometimes I think Mama is a pawtastic storyteller. Mama said she "had enough", and if you knew my mama, you'd know that "enough" was a very bad thing. (I get baaaaaaaaaaad punishments when Mama "has enough".) Mama called the landlord to complain and to make the guy go outside. Mama says that the smell made her very sick because she was so dizzy and she couldn't leave the apartment because she was sick and she was very unhappy and angry to have such a smell in our apartment. I like going out in the hallway, but I have never smelt such a horrible smell before. Eventually, after Mama opened the bathroom window and all that COLD AIR came inside, the smell started to go away. That's when Mama started feeling better and I stopped coughing. Mama rubbed my head and called me a "silly sab" again but how proud she was of me, telling her there was smoke in the apartment. She told me to always tell her if I smell that stuff, because some times, the smoke means there really is FIRE! So now I have a new nickname: Lieutenant Sab, Fire Department!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/395525 Thu, 29 Nov 2007 06:52:28 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/395525 (said with a nasal voice) Mama was quite mean to me this morning. I wanted breakfast. It wa ... smack! right into my nose! "OUCH! Who is that?" she asks before she even opens her eyes. Don't give me that nonsense, Mama. You know its me. You pride yourself on knowing who is who even without your glasses on or your eyes closed because our fur feels different and we like different places on the bed. You also know our waking you up routines. So how could you think it was Mackenzie who was at your head using a claw to get your attention? That would be ME. I guess Mama wasn't really mad at me; she says I just surprised her, and she was dreaming about the babies being over for a nap. She did lay down to watch the morning news and she let me curl up next to her hips and she pet my head. Off I go for my morning nap. She tells me we've got new fosters arriving this afternoon and they're not guinea pigs or bunnies. Sounds like I'll have a lot of things to supervise later!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/395311 Wed, 28 Nov 2007 17:05:06 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/395311 Mama says we've got an old fridge. She calls it old because you hafta take the ice out of the freez ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394881 Tue, 27 Nov 2007 17:48:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394881 What is it about humans that make them so obsessed with their looks? Tonight Mama is worried about ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394439 Mon, 26 Nov 2007 18:19:46 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394439 I was so busy tonight, helping Mama put the Christmas lights up in apartment. I am totally wiped ou ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394029 Sun, 25 Nov 2007 18:03:36 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/394029 Phew - I'm so glad Mama is back home. I don't like it when she's got to take care of the dog down t ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/392900 Thu, 22 Nov 2007 17:28:41 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/392900 I am very happy this year. I suppose I should spell it out for the entire world to know - I am a ve ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/392117 Tue, 20 Nov 2007 20:26:39 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/392117 Wow! I haven't seen snow in months! But there it was.... floating past my window this morning afte ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/391931 Tue, 20 Nov 2007 14:21:42 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/391931 Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm my favorite holiday is coming up - Thanksgiving! Mama always makes sure that I ... 272 million turkeys raised in the U.S.; Minnesota, North Carolina, Arkansas, Virginia, Missouri & California raise 2/3 of all the turkey eaten in the U.S.; **690 million pounds cranberries produced in the U.S.; Wisconsin produced over half of them; ***1.6 billion pounds of sweet potatoes in potato-producing states, lead by North Carolina; ****1 billion pounds pumpkins grown on U.S. vines; California, Ohio, & Pennsylvania lead that race; *****294 million pounds of cherries produced; most of them grown in Michigan; ******841,280 tons snap & major snap green beans (for green bean casserole); Wisconsin leads production; *******$9.5 million value of imported turkeys, from Canada; ********13.1 pounds amount of turkey eaten by the average American in 2005 Mama says you can thank the people at the Census bureau for these numbers. I think its just silly - I just wanna eat TURKEY! How come they don't count how much turkey the average American cat eats every year? Huh? How come?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/390628 Sat, 17 Nov 2007 18:32:25 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/390628 I must resist temptation. I know its much too fun to just dive into the first dangling thing I see, ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/389783 Thu, 15 Nov 2007 17:48:33 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/389783 I was so infuriated and hissed about Oliver being in MY space that I totally forgot to mention all t ... Dr. Pusum's Fancy Feline Elixer Pure Catnip bag! The one she got me for Christmas was in sorry shape. The new one is a dark pink. Ooooooooooooooooooh I have thoroughly enjoyed it. Makes a great item to rub my face on. This morning when Mama got out of bed, she bunched all her blankets at the bottom of the bed, against the wall. Couldn't ask for a better sleeping spot! I have spent most of the afternoon there. Mama even joined me for a short nap this afternoon. It was so rainy and dark, too. Mama wishes the new books she ordered had come so she could bury her nose in one of them.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/388512 Mon, 12 Nov 2007 17:40:34 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/388512 The injustice to which I am subjected on a regular basis never ceases to amaze me. Today's Tail of I ... HE CAME BACK!!!!!!!!! HE would be Oliver, my all-time nemesis. A DOG! Have I mentioned to you how much I hate d*gs? Oliver would be the reason why. It's poetic justice, though. Because of me, Oliver is petrified of cats! MOL Just because I launched myself onto his nose and clung on for dear life when he stuck his nose in my carrier while I was in it ..... one of my best moments.... Sorry. I digress. The day began innocently enough. I was enjoying the morning sun from the living room window perch. I saw the van pull into the parking lot, right next to Mama's car, but I didn't pay much attention. Then I heard a knock at the door. I immediately got off my perch to investigate. Imagine my horror and fury when the door opened and Oliver dashed in! Oh I was beyond being hissed. Mama says she's never seen the fur on my head, neck, and back jump up so quickly. To make matters worse, Oliver had a following. He only comes when Mama's bestest human friend, Jessica, comes to visit, but Jessica hasn't come to visit in such a long time. As far as I know, they just talk for hours and hours and more hours on the telephone, and I sometimes can't get to my Catster because Mama is talking to Jessica on the computer. Jessica's okay - she's a cat purson, too, but she brings OLIVER with her. This time, though, Jessica had someone else with her, too. Mama called her Jordan and was very happy to see both of them. Jordan is one of those baby squirmies, but there is something very, seriously wrong with Jordan. Jessica put her on the floor and in a flash, Jordan was moving all OVER THE FLOOR - right towards me! I tell you - I had no idea what to hiss and howl at first: Oliver or the charging squirmy! Oliver didn't really even notice I was there, with my back hunched up, hissing and howling and growling. He was just deliriously happy to see my mama, whom he thinks is his other mama. He was just all over the place - and then he went straight for MY toy basket! Mama keeps a tennis ball in there for him, and even though he's not been here in forever, he knew right where to get it! I was so angry and upset I didn't know what to do. I was beside myself. I dug my claws into the carpet and was ready to fight to the death. Mama came over to rescue me. She tried to pick me up with soothing words, but I wasn't about to retract my claws from the carpet. In fact, I was so angry and upset that I tried to take a chunk out of her arm. I am so sorry Mama; I was just so upset. Mackenzie, for her part, had already made a hasty retreat to the kitchen. Mama decided to pick Jordan up instead so I was able to join Mackenzie in the kitchen. But wait. My tail of woe gets WORSE. Mama came to the kitchen to get Oliver some water. What did he do? Ignored his water bowl, is what he did. He drank out of MY bowl instead! And, to top it all off, while Mama was filling the bowl, Jordan came in on all fours and strut herself right to my pet carrier! We were both huddled in there, but I was determined to defend my turf. I got out of the carrier, stood right in front of the doorway, and I stared that baby down. At least I tried too. I hissed; Mama scolded me. She told me that Jordan was my furiend and that she loves kitties. Mama helped Jordan touch my head. I don't know what got into me; I must have lost my brain somewhere in the living room because I actually LET that baby touch my head! Hang on, though. My story gets WORSE. Mama and Jessica were in the living room for a while and talked about whatever it is they find to talk about for hours and hours. Then then! it was THEN! Mama came to the kitchen. She pushed me back into the carrier. She locked us in and then THEY ALL LEFT - with OLIVER ROAMING MY APARTMENT! I am not sure which was worse - Oliver sniffing on the outside, peering in, or having to share the carrier for hours with an angry Mackenzie on the inside. They were gone such a long time. Oliver barks at everything, and I guess Mama's right in saying that he thinks of this as his second home. (Note from Mama: I took all the photos of him on his Dogster page. The first picture is him perched on my bed; the 4th picture down is his first visit here, at 10 weeks old.) He had to bark a lot while they were gone. They didn't get back until past supper time. It felt like forever, but Mama promises me it was only 6 hours. Can you imagine this - after all that time, Mama wasn't even sure she was going to give us supper until after Oliver left! Thank cat she came and opened the crate before she even took her jacket off. As usual, Oliver was so happy to see them come back that he flipped over himself. He is such a foolish d*g. I couldn't even see his eyes today. Mama says he's in serious need of a haircut. He was so excited to see them that she had to practically drag him out the door to go potty. When I could tell they were leaving, I followed Mama to the door. I marched right out into the hallway and watched Jessica, the baby Jordan, and Oliver go outside and close the door behind them. THANK CAT. I have now spent the last hour howling and crying through the apartment. Mama says I've gone slightly insane. How am I supposed to get comfortable when all I smell is Oliver all over the place? This had better NEVER, EVER happen again!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/387260 Fri, 9 Nov 2007 18:44:51 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/387260 Mama's been spending the past couple of days doing lots of work on her blanket for baby Emma that's ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/385772 Mon, 5 Nov 2007 18:14:02 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/385772 Mama has a goal: she's going to finish baby Emma's blanket by Christmas "even if it kills me, Sab," ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/385553 Sun, 4 Nov 2007 22:12:15 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/385553 Oh it is so exciting when it gets cold again and its football season! Especially when my team is wi ... football season! Especially when my team is winning and breaking records all over the place! Mama and I were so excited to see the Patriots win against the Colts tonight. It was truly a grand game. The past few weeks, the Pats have been killing their opponents. While having them win against Washington was grand last week, a score of 52-7 is hardly one to get really excited about. After all, where is the excitement? Close games are much better, I say, and that's what we got with Indianapolis. They almost had us! Love him or hate him, but Tom Brady knows how to pull through when its time. Oh it was grand. I was loosing fur over wondering who would win that game. Indy has a great defense and their offense isn't all that bad, either. So now I know why the sun isn't shining today: because Indy is gloomy over what seemed like a win-in-the-bag!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/384577 Fri, 2 Nov 2007 18:22:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/384577 Mama's been sad this week, ever since we heard of Baxter Baxter Boy's passing earlier this week. Hi ... soft. Take this morning, for instance. I had just polished off my kibble. Mama hadn't returned to her bed, yet. She was doing I'm-not-sure-what in the kitchen. What matters is that I was sitting at the mat at the door, and Mama had to walk by me in order to get to the living room and her bed. Do you think she walked right by me and didn't say a thing? No of course she didn't. She stopped, spread her arms out, and exclaimed "what a handsome baby boy Mama has! How did I ever get so lucky and fortunate to have a sweet boy just like you? That looks just like you?" Well, okay, I am a macho cat, but how can you resist the carryings-on of your mama? She came over and picked me up. I was so happy to see her I started to purr REALLY LOUD. Normally, if I don't initiate the request for attention, I give Mama the cold shoulder and a few teeth. Not this morning, though. I know Mama loves me. She tells me every day. Some days, though, are more special than others, because Mama goes out of her way to tell me and show me how much she loves me. She held me a while, until I had enough. She petted my head and scratched behind my ears and I just purred and purred and was a very contented boy. "What would Mama ever do if she had to say goodbye to you?" she asks me. Hmmmm I dunno, Mama. I wouldn't be here, remember? I surly know you'd be horribly, horrible sad and depressed, so I don't plan on going anywhere any too soon. After all, I've still got a lot of mischief to find and 1001 other ways to torture Mackenzie. I don't want to disappoint you, so right here is where I'll stay.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/383647 Wed, 31 Oct 2007 16:39:52 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/383647 I am soooooooooo sad tonight. I've been purring so hard; Mama had been puraying that my best bu ... Roy Baxter Baxter Boy would have some illness that the v*t could help him beat. It wasn't meant to be. The cat so nice they named him twice has now passed away, and his family is so heart broken. Me too. I didn't know Baxter very well; I am so sad now that I didn't take the time to get to know him. He was the strong and silent type, I think. I would spend all my time meowing with OWP and... having our mamas get in on the act and pmail each other in OUR pmail... I didn't really get to talk about Baxter. What a bad furiend that I am. Oliver wrote a most impressive and tender .... what did you call it Mama? Something like eulogy or whatever.... OWP put his testimony about his brofur on Baxter's diary. You really should read it. How can you not cry for the loss of such a grand boy after you read those tender words. Oliver, Mama, Kenzie, and I send our love and support to you, your mama, daddy, and Cagney Algernon Tigre', Henry K. Derby, and Sam Lloyd, and even those doggie furblings Scout Levi & Gilda Magoo. Even if you don't know Baxter or his family, but you want to send them wishes, I started a candle ceremony for them. If you have a moment, would you light a candle in Baxter's honor? The love and purrs will be so appreciated.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/382172 Sun, 28 Oct 2007 06:49:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/382172 The sun came out today! It played shy with the clouds all day yesterday, and the clouds were so sad ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/381953 Sat, 27 Oct 2007 15:38:20 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/381953 I cannot believe that it took me all these years to figure this one out. I found the best way to be ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/381144 Thu, 25 Oct 2007 14:40:42 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/381144 Oh it was a pawtastic afternoon. I must say, I have so enjoyed this fall weather. I can't remember ... very unhappy with me. "Saaaaaaaaaaaaab! LET GO RIGHT NOW!" she yelled at me. She grabbed my paws and took my claws out. Then she put the blanket down and picked me up. She carried me to the kitchen and fed us. Oh yum. I was still sleepy so when I finished clearing out my bowl, I walked back to the living room and crawled in the box that Mackenzie claimed as hers & has carried on about recently. Mama says "you're behaving strangely, Sab. You're worrying Mama!" Oh bother. If I had harassed her all afternoon she would have put me in the pet carrier! I don't harass her and now she's not pleased? You just can't please some moms!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/379639 Mon, 22 Oct 2007 12:54:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/379639 There is a house that I can see when I sit in the bathroom window. It is behind our apartment, on t ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/378287 Fri, 19 Oct 2007 16:04:30 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/378287 First thing this morning - before Mama was even awake - the doorbell rang. It had a special ring to ... dingdingdingdingding so I know when it's him. I guess Mama knew he was coming on his way home from work. She was up in an instant and opened the door for him. I was waiting by the door, too. He looked and said "what are you doing up so early? Bout time you show up!" Uncle Tony can be so strange - he says the silliest things sometimes. Mama & Uncle Tony went right to work on the window. Not just any window - the window with the a/c machine in it! Mama gave him the screw thingys she uses sometimes and just like that, he pulled the machine right into the living room and put in on the floor. I strolled right up, hoping that I'd get a chance to look out the window that gets blocked in the summer because of that mean nasty machine, but just as I got there, Uncle Tony close the window. "No window for you!" he tapped me on the head with his finger. Then he grabbed my boa feather in my toy basket that Mama keeps right next to the window, and he waved it at me. Score! My playmate is here! I leaped right after it, and humored Uncle Tony. "You're not as quick as you used to be," he says. He put the feather down and pointed his finger at my nose again. I sniffed it. He smelt like metals and such. Mama says that Uncle Tony makes metal parts for airplanes, so of course he's going to smell like metal! Uncle Tony left as quickly as he came, so I set out to check out the rest of the goings on. The a/c cord is a really long cord, and its nobs on it that I don't know what they do. It was smack dab in the middle of the living room, and it was wet on top! I decided the best way to investigate and ponder such a situation was to sit on it, so I climbed on top. That's when I realized that there was noise coming from the kitchen and Mama wasn't in the living room. What was she doing without me???? I leaped off the machine and tore around the corner to make sure I didn't miss another moment of the action! Mama was pulling out the big a/c box from under the kitchen table, where Mackenzie's been enjoying hiding in it all summer. She was sure all bent out of shape. She didn't know what to do! She was under the table, sitting in the spot where the box used to be. She came out from under the table and she meowed and sniffed the box and tried to peer in it. I sniffed it and looked inside, too. Sure enough, you could tell Mackenzie had been sleeping in there - lots of Kenzie hair left behind! Mama pulled the extra fur out and then she did some very cool. Mama took the string that was on the floor and she held it over the box! Whoa! I went to attack it, but Kenzie got to it first, leaping right into the box and just killing that string. Mama pulled it up and it was gone! I leaped into the air to get it, but she moved it before I could catch it. The three of us played catch with the box and the string for quite a while, until Mama felt dizzy enough that she had to sit down. Mama left the box open in the kitchen all morning and most of the afternoon. Then she carried the dry a/c machine and put it in the a/c box. She then tried to push it back under the table, but for some reason it won't go back to where it was this morning! Mama wasn't happy about that - she's gonna hafta move all the recycling stuff and my food bowl and our pet carrier - quite a chore, even I admit - to get the box back where its supposed to go. Mama hasn't taken the recycling out since she's been really dizzy so its piling up and there's quite a lot of it. There goes our really great box. I did have such fun attacking Mackenzie through that box a couple times this summer. I surly hope it comes back again next summer!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/377579 Thu, 18 Oct 2007 09:56:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/377579 Wowsers! I hadn't heard of this game and then I open my pawmail this morning and wouldn't you know ... Spark Spark, one of my 2 cool orange brothers, has no fear and will chase anything that moves. You rock, young man! Ashley, my Ashley-from-Jersey furiend, is my kindred spirit. She and I are both in agreement that having our moms hide the sun from coming through the windows is the most horrible thing in the world! Oliver, whom I like to call OWP, is way cool. We hafta fight our mamams to get our pmails back - they have a habit of taking them over! Now, I've got to tag 10 cats. Do you have any idea how hard that is? How do you choose just 10? Do I have 10 furiends to tag? I'd much rather be tagging that fly about now, and I know Mama would be delighted if I did! Okay sorry... let me get down to business: 1. Chumley, my dearest and first furiend on Catster, was the most lovely soul to inhabit a cat body. When he died in August, a little part of my heart died too, along with 1/3 of the Mousecateers. 2. Jas, my other bestest furiend, is always looking out for me and united in my quest to never allow another bunny in my space. He's the 2nd part of the Mousecateers. I would be the 3rd one. We're so lonely without our Chum-Chum! 3. Basian is my other little orange brother I love to pieces. He's so smart and special and cool and well I don't know how else to describe him. You'd have to get to know him. He's way cool! 4. Leo has one of the bushiest tails I've ever seen. He also made me the very cool "no bunnies" button for my page. I hope it works forever! He's got a head full of wise wisdom that can only come from being a brilliant orange like me. Rock on, Leo! 5. Ashley, my Ashley-from-Georgia furiend, is a football fan like me, and I hafta agree with her: her team (Atlanta Falcons) has gotten a really bum deal with having a new coach and dealing with that monster Vick. Here's hoping that your team will win all the games left in the season! 6. T C, my good furiend, has it really been 6 months now since the killer pet food got to you? You still are my hero for fighting as strongly and bravely as you did! Purrs for you and the family! 7. Jules is cool because he's orange too, but we also enjoy curling next to our moms to watch CSI: on Thursday nights. We're so sad that Sara is leaving! He was also so supportive when I had my polly-oops this past winter. He's a great buddy! 8. Felix is a great sport with playing trivia and he and his mom are a pawsome help with "Monday Mewsic" game at Silly Sab Stories group. 9. Maya is another beautiful orange girlfriend who is doing her best to be big sister to a new kitten! She is so brave to let her mama bring home another cat! She is also a good diarist. 10. Ripple is a great little girl - she's got so much to learn - but she's also a big help with helping us admin CSI: Catster. It's her first administrative gig, and she's doing a pawsome job! Thanks for coming aboard! Phew that was tough! Now can I go catch that fly?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/376785 Tue, 16 Oct 2007 16:45:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/376785 It's for real this time! Marty was adopted and went to his forever home on Saturday! Julie at the ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/375018 Fri, 12 Oct 2007 16:45:39 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/375018 Today it poured all day. I don't just mean that it rained. The sky opened up and you could hardly ... never, ever, better give Lucy a pet. The only pet they're gonna have is a d-o-g. Ugh. Slobber!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/374022 Wed, 10 Oct 2007 04:21:07 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/374022 The Mystery of the Rolling Head has been solved to my satisfaction. See, Mama's been blaming it ... Pot Bellys. Auntie Julia is a really big fan of them and she got Mama one for her birthday. Mama tried to tell me that the specialty of a Pot Bellys is that their heads come off and there is a treasure inside the body. Sounds totally suspicious to me. (Pursonally, I think Auntie Julia should have gotten Tabs for me so we could each have one.) Mama put her pot bellys on the bureau. I know that's a safe place. That's a "no Sab trespassing zone" and usually I abide by those terms of use. Mama came home one day, since her dizzy head showed up, and found Lover's head on the floor. She found it "the hard way", which is what she calls anything that she steps on that isn't a pleasant sensation to her bare feet. I have been trying to tell Mama that I would never do such a thing: trespass on the bureau. Mackenzie was the culprit to this latest caper. You sing that song too often, Sebastian. You're the climber in the family. Stay away from the pot belly! Mama scolds me. The second time it happened, Lover's head was actually all across the living room in a tight space, proving to Mama that not only had the head rolled off the bureau, but someone had been playing with it. Guess who she pegged for that? For all her years of watching CSI, Mama still doesn't know much about being a detective and solving crimes. After all, who wants a headless cat? I was officially taken off the hook this morning, when Mama woke up to use her litter box. She was waiting for the Dizzy Man to leave her head. I was sitting next to her shoulders so she wouldn't fall out of bed. Mama hadn't even opened her eyes yet when wouldn't you know it.... there was a "crash" on the bureau! "Mackenzie!" Mama yelled into the darkness and she sat right up. She was caught! Yeah, Mackenzie is quite the thief. She's the one who would steal the money and then go to the judge to punish her. Mama says she can always tell when Kenzie is feeling guilty about something.... she's just gotta figure out what the problem is! As soon as she heard Mama's voice, Kenzie leaped off the bureau. When Mama had steadied herself on her feet, she went to investigate. Sure enough... Love was on its side and no head to be found. Mama thinks that Kenzie was helping herself to drinking Omar's fish bowl water!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/372344 Fri, 5 Oct 2007 10:10:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/372344 It was so embarrassing, even I must admit. I have these human moments when I do something really si ... Bad things happen when Mama goes to the carrier first and then looks at us! That is when I made my really, truly, foolish and dumb thing of the day, and the day was only 3 hours old. I ran to the pet carrier and looked inside to see what Mama might have put inside it. Faster than I could screech "it's a trap!", Mama has put her hand against my delicate tush and pushed me right inside. Can you imagine the indignity? The only reason why I am even admitting to this and telling the story is because I was redeemed from seeming so foolish, because before Mama could close the door, Mackenzie did her "mrow ow ow" she does when she's excitedly running to something and in she ran! Can you imagine she had the nerve to hiss at ME when she came in? I had already realized I'd been set up and figured that, while Mama worked on Kenzie, I'd make a break for it. I only managed to get my head out the door when Mama's hand came down and she pushed me back and "click" went the locks on the door. If there is one good thing to come of my very foolish, dumb mistake, then it is this: it happened so early in the day that I shall have a fantabulous one enjoying the summer-feeling weather in the first week of October that Mama says won't be back till next spring. Although, the more I think about it, I could make the case that since it was indeed so early in the day, I was not thinking straight. After all, it was still dark outside and Mama has tripped, stepped, kicked, and fell on me often enough this week to constitute a mental defect, don't you think? Then again, maybe that's not a good thing to admit. She might ship me off to see Dr. Shawn again! Note to self: even when Mama's not feeling well, she's still faster than us!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/370549 Sun, 30 Sep 2007 16:12:55 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/370549 Mama has been so out of it, she realized something very important. She's forgotten to give Mackenzi ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/369576 Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:25:43 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/369576 Thankfully, Mama's dizziness has been going away. Now she's very, very tired. Then, yesterday, she ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/368416 Mon, 24 Sep 2007 17:14:01 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/368416 Over night I have discovered that I must say a Catster goodbye to another of my besties, Bastian. T ... crying shame! I don't know what really happened; Mama says its best that I not know all the details because they aren't important. She says what is important for me to know is that some humans got in a hissing argument and seems like someone or everyone tattled on each other to the Big Cat @ HQ. Now Bastian and his family are "in the kennel" and are not coming out of it. This makes me furry sad. Bastian is another one of my besties that I met when I first got to Catster. He and I arrived about the same time and, seeing that he is orange and a kitten, I tried to show him the ropes of life. He's been my little cat brother, and I can't imagine what he or his mommy might have done to get in trouble. His mommy's been very nice to me, too. It just doesn't seem right that they will be gone.... but they aren't gone. Just not allowed to play with me here at Silly Sab Stories and play trivia games. Just last week the very same thing happened in another group that I like to hang out in and have fun. This time a cat and a dog traded insults and it got ugly really quick. I don't think HQ got involved, but so what? The point is that feelings got hurt very quickly over something trivial or misunderstood and the humans ended up walking off with bad manners. Catster is supposed to be fun, humans. Mama says that she and the rest of the humans in the world are way too quick to be offended when there is no offense to be taken, especially when it happens online, because you can't tell how the person is saying it and you can react immediately without much though. Still makes me sad. Takes the fun out of Catster. I don't like to watch friends get beat up. I want to hide in my carrier and not come out. Mama says that's not the way to solve problems, so here I am, just sighing about how nasty the world can be when you're behaving yourself, and thinking everyone else will, too. So wherever you are, Bassy, know that I still hold you in my heart as my little buddy - I'll still gladly share you with Jas. We will miss seeing your cheery face on Catster.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/368002 Sun, 23 Sep 2007 17:55:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/368002 It's been a very traumatic few days around here. Mama's not feeling well again, but I've never know ... Mackenzie was very smart in her words about the subject, so I won't bother to go into too many details. All I know is that Mama's been wobbly on her feet. She says its a wobbly in hear ears that makes her wobbly on her feet. Doesn't matter; she's been tripping over us. I'm tried of getting my paws and tail stepped on by her! If she's going to be dizzy on her feet, I wish she'd be dizzy on her butt instead. Or maybe, Mama should spend some time in bed if she doesn't feel good. When she's in bed, I can lay next to her and purr for her and then I'd know when she gets up. The other really bad part about Mama having wobbly problems is that she didn't change our litter box on the day she was supposed to change it. She usually does that on Friday, but that day came and went. Mama was sorry; she told me that if she bent over, she'd fall right onto the floor and get stuck and then we'd really be in a problem. So she waited till her medicine made her not so wobbly and she changed the litter box today. Just a slight problem. Mama forgot that she was supposed to get kitty litter on her way home on Thursday, but she ended up going to the emergency v*t place on Thursday instead and she didn't get the fresh litter. So now we have clean boxes but they have almost no litter in them. She promised me she'd get more litter tomorrow. I am wondering about this. How am I supposed to bury my stuff when there's hardly any litter to be used? I can't wait till Mama feels better! She says she hopes to get more answers when she visits her ordinary v*t on Wednesday. It's sure going to be a long week if Mama's wobbling all over the apartment! I don't think my paws and tail can take much more of this! Mama, if you're going to keep stepping on me, you could at least loose some weight and not be so heavy on me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/366735 Thu, 20 Sep 2007 06:28:35 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/366735 Mama wanted to call this title "Where did the week go?" but while she's been driving all over the wo ... being gone the entire week, I've been stuck in the window watching for her. Been so busy waiting that I totally forgot about my new sitting spot! Auntie Becky called Mama Friday morning. Said some really silly things that I still don't get. Her water broke? How do you break water? You can play with water; you can drink water; you can dump water; you can bathe in water; you can swim in water; but how do you break it? Apparently Mama knew what that meant because she got all upset and excited at the same time. She started carrying on to Kenzie and me that baby Megan was coming and it wasn't time and this wasn't a good thing because she's supposed to come on Pupah's birthday on October 16 and they had to take Auntie Becky to the bigger, better hospital with Nick U's in it and blah blah blah. Mama had been changing the sheets on her bed (a very fun thing to do, I might add) but when the phone rang, Mama stopped making the bed. She grabbed her purse and her camera, said "I'll see you later" and ... she was gone forever. Supper time came and went. Bedtime came and went. When Mama goes overnight somewhere, she always takes her pillows. She didn't take her pillows when she went out the door, but she wasn't home to sleep, either. That tells me that something baaaaaaaaaaaaaad had happened. I waited in the window all night. I was starving! Finally Mama's car showed up in the parking space. It was time for breakfast again! Mama had been gone all night! She hurried inside; pet us on the head; put food in our bowls. By the time I was finished inhaling my long-lost food, Mama was already sleeping in her bed. Mama took a nap. She scarfed down some food. She splashed in the water (that wasn't broke), put on some street clothes, grabbed her camera, and away she went. Again. Gone for hours. Came home long after supper time. Can you imagine.... Mama did the very same thing on Sunday? Okay, to be fair, she told us she'd be gone on Sunday, because it was the super-big fundraiser event for the shelter and she was working one of the tables. But after being gone almost 2 days, it didn't seem fair! The very same thing happened on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday, too. Mama got up, got ready for the day, she left, and she was gone forever. Came home way late. Ahem. Sebastian? Uh oh. Yes, Mama? I did tell you what was going on. Aren't you going to tell them, or are you looking for sympathy? Me? Nah, I wouldn't do that. How could anyone resist my charming face anyway? Okay, so here's the deal. Baby Megan arrived in the middle of the night on Saturday morning. The Nick U v*ts said she was okay so she didn't have to stay in their cage, but she's still going to be in hospital for a few days because she's having trouble eating. I told Mama to bring baby Megan here and I will teach her how to eat! Food is our bestest thing evah! Auntie Becky has to stay with her at the hospital so she can learn how to eat. Mama's also been babysitting baby Lucy, and visiting with Auntie Lisa and baby Emma, who came back from the Michigan place when they found out that baby Megan was coming. Waaaaaaaaaaaay too many babies for me to count. What's with the baby collection, Mama? Aren't cats enough for you? Ha! So today, Mama has a hard time standing up. She's been walking around with her arms sticking strait out. Says her head is spinning and she's going to fall over. She's talking about pressure being low or maybe her ears need a super cleaning or maybe its because she had a migraine last night. I don't understand all her babbling sometimes! Maybe that means she'll stay home and I can sleep next to her? That sure would be nice! It was bad Marty news, Mama says. Marty's new family hasn't come to pick him up yet. Made Mama cry for Marty.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/364393 Thu, 13 Sep 2007 19:42:32 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/364393 When Mama left this morning, she gave me a kiss on the head and told me that she'd be gone a while. ... Just don't pick my home as your new pad! Mama also says that the shelter just got 3 hamsters in. The male has only 1 eye; wasn't born with the other one. Says that didn't seem to cause him too much trouble, as his 2 girl buddies in the box with him both had babies yesterday! One of the shelter people wanted to know if Mama was interested in a baby hammy. Uh oh. I discovered this evening that Mama's been playing with my laser pointer. Guess what she's been doing with it? She's been shining it into Omar's bowl. Apparently he's been entertaining her with the zeal that he chases the red dot through the water. He tries to eat it, then he lunges at it. He'll try to attack it where it hits the water, and then he'll go to the bottom of the bowl, into the rocks, to attack it there. Mama says its very funny. The gold fish never did stuff like that. "Hey look, Sab, I'm playing with the fish!" she says with a tone of wonder in her mouth. Mama got a candle for her birthday. It looks like an ordinary candle to me. It has a pokey thing on it and it burns fire. What else does a candle need? Well, Mama keeps her burning candles on the bureau so we cats don't knock things over. Now that Omar is living on the bureau, the candle is now burning (at night, naturally) next to his bowl. Omar totally loves the candle light. He swims by and then circles around again. He even gets low to the rocks and hangs out there - as long he's near the candle. Mama pushed it closer to the bowl so he could enjoy it. Oh my; thinking about all this stuff to write has made me tired. I think I shall save my dissertation on my new favorite sitting spot for tomorrow. I shall take a nap and dream of how I will communicate this in a way that will leave you spellbound and aching to hear all about it.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/363619 Tue, 11 Sep 2007 17:34:30 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/363619 Man, it poured today. I can't remember the last time we had such rain for so long. I got to en ... solicited attention. I get grumpy if I get lovin' when I've not asked for it.) Mama says I was getting comfy and I got my "wise" look of being very content. I turned my chin up for Mama to scratch it some more. Oh I love it when Mama's giving out the love! I ended up purring so hard and loud I choked myself. Naturally, Mama had to stop giving me attention much sooner than I was ready to have it stop, but she didn't want to stand on her twisted ankle for too long so she went to sit back at her computer. I decided to join her, so I left the perch and got into the glider that's next to her desk. In the darkness of the rainy day, it was a lovely place for a bath and being with Mama.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/361128 Wed, 5 Sep 2007 15:05:22 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/361128 Mama thinks of me so often and just like me. Sometimes she scares me at how good she gets! It wa ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/360643 Tue, 4 Sep 2007 12:45:08 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/360643 Mama came home from the shelter today all upset and crying. She couldn't wait to pick me up and hug ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/359564 Sat, 1 Sep 2007 18:21:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/359564 I tried to be really nice for Mama today. I have wracked my brain, trying to figure out what I coul ... sleep. Mama loves to get her sleep. So, I convinced Mackenzie to not wake her up this morning. We let her sleep until she woke up. When she did wake up at 5:30, she was shocked to find out what time it was and that we were both sleeping next to her. And, like a wonderful Mama that she is, she got right up and fed us. Mama treated herself to a trip to the ocean for a little R&R, she called it. Then she tells me she's going to find a lovely spot of grass that overlooks the ocean, put her chair on the grass, and read a book. She says she went to one of her favorite places, Fort Williams Park, in Cape Elizabeth. This doesn't mean anything to me, but she says you might know about Portland Head Light (side view), Maine's most photographed lighthouse. I'm glad that while Mama was away getting some sun, she left the shades open so we could get some sun when it was afternoon time! Tonight, Mama was helping herself to ice cream when she dropped some on the floor. Never let it be said that I passed up an opportunity! I zipped right over to lick it up. Man, I don't know what she was eating, but its nothing like ice cream I've ever seen her eat before. It wasn't chocolate, and it wasn't vanilla either. It was purpleish color and smelt funny; not funny enough, though, because before Mama realized it was on the floor, I had already licked it up. Mama wasn't totally pleased by this, because she says there was chocolate in that ice cream, but don't worry - I didn't eat the chocolate chips in it!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/358921 Fri, 31 Aug 2007 07:35:39 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/358921 Mama puts me into such a panic sometimes. Last night she came home all excited about "picking out a ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/358447 Thu, 30 Aug 2007 05:53:00 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/358447 Just as Mama promised, she called the office yesterday morning and left a message for Dr. Shawn with ... Mama should really try to brush me more often! Mama reminded him that such an activity is a "claw and tooth event" for me so he recommended keeping me on Science Diet Hairball mix. Mama says she noticed a great change in our deposit habits after she put us on that. Dr. Shawn says that it could also be a combination of stress and heat, since on Tuesday we had both in the apartment. Above all, Mama has to keep track of me doing this and he'll want to do bad stuff to me if I do it more often. So its my job from now on: don't let Mama see me gag on fur. I am not going back to see Dr. Shawn, even if Mama thinks he's a great purson. He wants to listen to my lungs again if I do this, and he wants to take pictures of my lungs. Quite pursonal, don't you think? Isn't it bad enough that he looked up my wrecked 'em? Mama's also been so preoccupied with auntie Lisa being home that she's been forgetting about us cats. She didn't give us fresh water yesterday - can you imagine? This also means she didn't put more water in the bowl. So this morning, I go to get a drink, and there's almost no water in the bowl. I sat there, looking at my bowl, wondering what I was supposed to do about this. I tapped the bowl with my paw, trying to see if any water would wiggle. Thankfully Mama saw me do this and she was so sorry for not giving us water yesterday. Mama's smart enough to realize as soon as she saw our empty water bowl what she'd done. Then I got picked up and got hugs and kisses. Maybe having no water is actually a good thing....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/357907 Tue, 28 Aug 2007 20:47:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/357907 It happened again. I don't like it when this happens. Mama calls it an "asthma" attack but I just ... I haven't had an attack in over a year. I was just hanging out with Mama, not-so-patiently waiting for her to feed me. She was doing stuff at her desk; I was crouched near her desk, right in the path she'd have to walk if she were to go.... to the kitchen, for instance. Suddenly, it hits me. I can't breathe. I start gasping for air and making wheezing noises. I hear Mama get up out of her chair. She does what she always does; she pets my head and says "it's oaky Sebastian; Mama's here." Mama says she feels so helpless because she doesn't know what to do for me. She strokes my head until I can catch my breath again. Kenzie usually comes running, too, and today, she didn't have to move far, as she was right ahead of me in the doorway, begging for supper. She sits right in front of me and touches my nose with hers until I can breathe better. As soon as I could breathe again, though, I was back to giving Mama the eye about being fed. Can't miss a step - I'm a silly Sab and I've got a lot of mischievousness to get involved in! Mama's already asked the v*t about this problem of mine. She's supposed to pay attention to what I'm doing when it happens. That would only work if Mama had a cat camera on me. I wasn't doing any particularly strenuous at the time, unless you consider the stress I go through every afternoon waiting for a fresh batch of kibble to fall into my bowl! I'll have to be extra careful. Mama says she's going to call the vet tomorrow about this, since I naturally had my attack after the clinic was closed. I don't want to go to the v*t again, but I do want to be able to breathe without worrying about it.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/357361 Mon, 27 Aug 2007 18:19:21 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/357361 Mama came home the other day with a very mysterious bag. This one had water in it. I wondered to m ... in the water. It's dark blue and floating in the water. Then Mama pulls out the big bowl. Ah, the gold fish bowl! Mama brought them home one day, and they lived in this bowl for a while, until both of the gold fish jumped out of the bowl during the night and landed on the floor. Mama didn't find them, but I did. I carried them in my mouth and dropped them right on Mama, so she'd know where to find them and could take care of them. Mama wasn't pleased by my gift, though I still wonder why. I didn't hurt the fish. I left them alone! Then I wondered how Mama knew I didn't go after the fish... she says "you didn't make a mess of the bureau and drop water all over the place; I know you were a good boy. Just don't drop fish on my face anymore, okay?" So Mama says that the bowl was empty and looked like it needed some life. So she came home with a siamese fighting fish? Fish fight? And what is siamese? Isn't that a cat? Mama says "no no no, Sab; its a beta fish. it's other name is Siamese Fighting Fish because of how they attract their females." Wowsas. I am not going there. I haven't even gotten feline mating rituals down! I dunno. While I figure that out, Mama puts the bowl on her bureau and pours the dark blue fish in the bowl. She puts stuff in its water and away it swims. I don't like the bowl on the bureau. I cannot see it from the floor. I hafta get on the bed and cram my neck to see the bowl. I am not sure what else in there. Mama saw me staring at the bowl for quite a while on Friday, so she picked me up and let me sniff the bowl. The fish came over to the side of the bowl, where my nose was, and the fish was just there. What good is this? I wonder. I can't eat it; I can't play with it; I can't even touch it. What's the point? Then Mama tells me that the fish has a name. Okay, no problem with that, but where did she come up with "Omar"? Mama says she doesn't even know where she came up with that name, but its been stuck in her head ever since she saw him at the pet store and so that's his name. Ugh. All Omar does is float around the bowl and make bubbles. What a boring existence. I hafta have Mama explain to me why she had to have this fish that we're not gonna eat. I guess there is one good thing about having Omar around: I don't have to worry about him taking my toys or chasing me around the apartment! I'm just now on the prowl for suicidal fish.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/356921 Sun, 26 Aug 2007 19:08:17 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/356921 I am in mourning tonight. I cannot hardly stand it. My bestest buddy in the entire world, Sir ... Sir William of Orange, aka Chumley, DIED early this morning. I just catnot believe it. I know life isn't fair - I hear Mama talk about bad things all the time - but it shouldn't happen to me, a humble cat. I should be allowed to have a trauma-less life, right? So how come I've lost my best furiend? Chumley was the very first cat to say hello to me when I found Catster - he was new himself - and we've just been chillin' here ever since. He even helped me when I was really in a bad state about my wrecked 'em. He had to have a vitamin shot, and for some reason, poor Chumley just had a very bad reaction to it. He was always a sick kitty - not a rough and tumble sort of fellow - but that just meant he needed more love, I always thought. I didn't know he could actually DIE! Mama's been cuddling me and telling me its okay to be sad and even angry, but that Chumley's not suffering anymore and that his mommy needs all the love we can give her right now. So here's my love for Chumley's mom, and the big hole he's going to leave in our lives now that he's gone. Rest in peace, my dear furiend. I will never forget you.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/355322 Thu, 23 Aug 2007 06:16:34 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/355322 It was a very distressful overnight. Mama had a very hard time with her sleeping. I did? Yes, ... I did? Yes, Mama, that's what I found when I checked on you this morning. I also heard you tell Kenzie about it. You didn't come check me for my sleeping. You came to see if I was awake so you could possibly get a during-the-night snack. No, Mama, I was actually looking for breakfast. Get your story strait! Anyway, I began to call out to the darkness to see if anyone would respond. Mackenzie did; she woke up, climbed off the glider rocker and came to the kitchen to see me. I was glad for the company, but when I'm hungry, she can't help me! I gave my "hello" call. "Mama? You there?" I heard nothing. So I moved closer to the living room door. "Hello? Mama? Are you awake?" I meowed. Still nothing. So I got in the doorway to the living room. I called out again, but this time I used my low growl voice. "Is there a Mama in the house?" I meowed. Nope, still nothing. I did it again. Still nothing. This was going to require more serious intervention, I could tell. So I came into the living room and I climbed in the plastic bag (with handles) that Mama has clothes in. I rustled that bag and then I called her again in my low voice. "Sebastian to Mama: please respond to this message." That did it! I heard a sleepy "Saaaaaaaaaab?" coming from the bed! I trotted right over and dragged my nails down the side of the bed to let Mama know in the darkness that I had arrived. Mama looked rather dis-dressed. She seemed worried and uncomfortable. I hopped on the bed and walked to her head... or tried to, but somehow Mackenzie had gotten there before me, so I had to sit at Mama's shoulders. She rubbed my head anyway. I used my head to bump Mama's face. "I think I'm okay, Sab," she says. "I was just worried about you - where did you get such a low meow? Are you okay? I had a really bad dream about a baby dying and I don't know who the baby was but he belonged to Oliver's auntie and the baby was sitting on the side of the road and just shriveled up and died and no one could save the baby so Oliver's mommy got into a truck and tried to drive down the road by the prison but the front of the truck was going one way and the back of the truck was sliding off the front of the truck and it was going another way and then the truck stopped at the bottom of the hill and flipped over its front and Oliver's mommy fell out and oh it was just terrible. And Oliver's mommy picked the truck off her belly, looked at me, said 'I think I broke down' and she fell over and died with her arm all bent and crocked and stuck up in the air and I yelled for Oliver's auntie but she couldn't hear me because she was still at the table wondering how to make the baby not crinkled and I was so worried about Oliver's mommy's arm sticking out and broken like that." Finally Mama took a breath. I looked at Mama in the darkness - she couldn't see me looking at her, though - and I thought this was a most dis-dressing dream and how horrible and sad for Mama to be worried about her furiends and it woked her up. So I walked over her one leg and got on the other one and I - You remembered all of that, Sab? I don't remember telling you all that story. What do you mean, Mama? Of course you did - I climbed on top of you and I sat on your chest and I pressed my front paws right into your throat, which you weren't very happy about because you were trying to breathe, and .... I was thinking about the dream, Sab, but did I really tell you all of that? Well, um, okay, maybe you didn't. I'm a brilliant cat and can read your mind - sometimes, but not all the time. UGH Mama you're distracting me from my story! I did start to kneed on Mama's throat just ever so slightly. She said "ouch, Sab" and tried to move me and I gave her my teeth instead - I didn't bite her - so I moved further down her chest and I sat down and did some more kneading on her and I purred loudly to scare away the swamp monsters. Mama kept on with her story about "the swamp monsters came out and tried to swallow me and I didn't know where they were coming from so I ran into the road and a trash collector saw me and rescued me and put me in the back of his trash truck and tried to hide me by squishing me behind that big compactor crusher that's in the back of those trucks...." Swamp monsters, Sab? I did not dream about swamp monsters. If you're going to tell the story, you need to tell it right. Mama? This is my story, in my diary, and I'm going to tell it how ever I want to! Go back to reading the news. So anyway, Mama was all wound up about having dis dress on in the middle of the night so she pushed me off her chest and sat up. Oh boy - this is good stuff! Mama's going to get up! I leaped off the bed to follow Mama into the kitchen ... and she went to the bathroom instead. Sat right down on her litter box. She put up quite a stink in there, too. Sab! You were the one who climbed into the litter box and left the stink. You put your #2 in the #1 litter box. You know Mackenzie doesn't like that. Ahem, Mama? I can blame the stink on you. No one's going to know the difference because they weren't here and I was. Sab, I can flush my stink away. You... leave yours out to the open so it can smell. You don't even bury it. Hey! Mama, go write your own diary! This one is mine! I need more than a diary, Sab. I'm arguing with my cat online so everyone can see it. I think I truly am slightly unbalanced. I need to talk to humans more often! What EVER, Mama. The bottom line is this, dear readers. Mama got up at 3 in the morning, went on her computer, read some news articles, then went back to bed. At no time did she ever feed the starving and wasting away felines of the house. She made us wait until the sun started making the sky brighter before she got back up and fed us!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/355174 Wed, 22 Aug 2007 18:49:23 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/355174 Mama went to see her doctor today about her maybe die-ah-beet-ies. Mama took her little black kit w ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/353256 Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:22:18 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/353256 Mama ignored my litter box this week. She says she meant to do it yesterday. I'm not buying it ... ahem, totally unacceptable litter box. There was no way I was going to sit on that heaping pile of nastiness if I didn't have to. So I used the most available source of material I could find. Mama wasn't sure what was going on because her skirt was falling down. She went to pull it up and noticed that I was sitting on it! She was not pleased with my choice of material to sit on in the dirty litter box. She says I'm lucky that I didn't do my business on her skirt while she was wearing it! She also wasn't pleased that she had to change her outfit when she was already late for church!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/352293 Thu, 16 Aug 2007 08:56:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/352293 I have been alive for over 8 years now. I will never understand why Mackenzie still doesn't love my ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/348360 Tue, 7 Aug 2007 17:16:21 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/348360 Mama says I have a one-track mind. As soon as she came home late this afternoon, and she fed me, I ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/348047 Tue, 7 Aug 2007 03:03:09 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/348047 I guess I wrote a really GOOD story yesterday about scaring Mama. Catster made me a daily diary pic ... Thank you, Catster! I have been sniffing around the trash can, and Mama didn't throw away the deli turkey & cheese wrapper, so it must still be in the fridge. I shall have to beg for more! Mama is not happy that I woke her up extra early for breakfast, so I think that's why she's not happy that I'm inspecting the trash can this morning. She told me "no, Sab" and pushed me away. Isn't that just RUDE of her? Mama says "Sab, you were rude to wake me up so early for breakfast." Eeeesh, doesn't she have to get up and go to the shelter this morning? What is the problem? Yikes... Mama is going to the shelter again. Makes me nervous. She's been carrying on about how sad Marty looks, and I have it on good authority that Memere's been telling Mama "no, you can't afford another pet!"]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/347931 Mon, 6 Aug 2007 19:00:40 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/347931 It was awful, earlier today. Mama says a bad storm went by south of us, in the town where the peopl ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346958 Sat, 4 Aug 2007 18:53:32 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346958 I have a very good day. Mama was just about to sit down and open up Catster for me when I stopp ... very good day. Mama was just about to sit down and open up Catster for me when I stopped in the doorway and said "mrow?" She looked at me and said "its my Sab! How is my baby boy tonight?" I replied, "mrow rrrow meow". I dropped the white Rosie Rat on the floor in front of me, then spread out on my side on the floor. Mama got off her chair and got down on the floor in front of me. "I just love this baby boy," she says. "I just gotta love him to pieces!" I like it when Mama talks like that. That means attention is coming! Sure enough, Mama rubbed my head, and behind my ears, and under my chin. Then she did it all over again. She even kissed my head and rubbed under my chin again. Oooooooooooooo if felt so good. Earlier today, when Mama came home from church, she was very tired. She had left with a headache, and she came back with a headache. She sat on her litter box. When Mama's on her litter box, she can't run away. So I marched in and sat right in front of her. "mrow-row?" I said. "Hey Baby Boy! Wazup?" she asked. "mrow" I replied. "How is your Sabbath day going, Sab? Are you hot?" she asks me. "mrow row me-ow" I reply. To emphasize my point, I nod my head. "Come here baby boy. I just gotta hold my Sab!" So I come over closer, and she picks me up. She takes her glasses off and she rubs her chin and nose behind my ears. Oh that feels so good. Mama scratches my head and pats my head. I just love it when Mama's passing out the love. Mackenzie was on the window perch that Mama cleaned yesterday. I guess she got jealous, because when Kenzie saw Mama pick me up, she had to get down and come rub on Mama's leg, all the while crying "mrrow row row meow". Mama took the brown pills to help her head feel better, and she laid down on her bed. I waited long enough for her to sleep her headache away, then I decided it was time for her to get up and give me some kibble. I climbed on the bed and sat right in front of Mama's face. I was so close that I could have used my nose to touch Mama's nose. That's when Mama did a most unpleasant thing. Ah-CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO she went. Right in my face. All over my eyes and my nose and my orangeness. I got up to leave right away.... but before I left, I slapped her nose with my paw. How terrible of her nose to do that to me! Human germs! Mama said her head still hurt, but it was still funny enough to laugh. She didn't know I was there until she sneezed and I slapped her with my paw. So okay, I had a not-so-good thing happen to me, but all in all, for a hot day, it was a good day.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346956 Sat, 4 Aug 2007 18:41:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346956 Mrow Mama? Whatsa mata, mah baby boy? There is something wrong with the egg you put in my bowl ... Whatsa mata, mah baby boy? There is something wrong with the egg you put in my bowl. What do you mean there's something wrong with your egg? I cooked it special! Uh, Mama, I know you don't cook the best. Maybe that's why the egg is white. It smells like an egg. I heard you crack it like an egg, and I know I begged for it and I tapped your elbow while you were breaking it open, but this thing that you put in my bowl.... it doesn't look like an egg. It doesn't taste like an egg. Whatever did you do to my egg? It's just like the eggs I used to make for Henri. It's fine. Mrow row? Yes, baby boy? Mama I cannot bite this egg. It is flopping around in my bowl. I pushed it with my nose, and it slipped right out of my bowl. Now its on the floor. What am I supposed to do with it? Its for you to eat, Silly Sab! But Mama, isn't an egg supposed to be runny and clear and yellow? Or maybe when you cook it with cheese and milk it turns yellow? I am tapping it with my paw and nothing is happening. I mean, I want to eat it, but its just slipping around on the floor. Look it right here - it slid right off my placemat and across the floor! You silly Sab; you're supposed to eat the egg, not play with it. I had to boil the eggs for the pasta salad that's going to the church fellowship meal. I can't have runny eggs in with pasta. Are you sure Henri ate her eggs this way? I knew she was a very silly hammy! How could she possibly taste the stuff like this? Did you give some of this business to Mackenzie? I shall walk over and sniff things out. Sab! You stay away from Kenzie's bowl! I don't let her eat your food, so you aren't allowed to eat her food! Mrow, Mama? Yes, Sab? What is it? Kenzie can't eat her egg either. She flipped hers into our water bowl. Now what are we gonna do? I will get you fresh water, but you leave her egg alone. Mama, Kenzie doesn't like her egg. Can we have new ones?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346532 Fri, 3 Aug 2007 18:51:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/346532 My annifursary of moving in with Mama and Mackenzie, that is. It was yesterday. It's been a brilli ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/345302 Wed, 1 Aug 2007 07:33:48 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/345302 It's August. It's Wednesday. It's sunny outside and its not hoo-mid sticky so Mama turned off the ... not get all mushy over Marty and this horribly-treated guinea pig that came into the shelter on Monday that Mama says is in pretty bad shape. I get worried when Mama starts talking like this. I can't quite explain how she talks about it; its more like you'd have to hear her as she talks about this stuff. Marty came to stay with us twice after Mama started talking like this, and then Henri came to live with us. What is really worrying is me that Mama came home and has been saying how saaaaaaaaaaaaaaad Marty is looking. She says his eyes look different. She thinks that he's realizing that no one wants him. He was happy to have her scratch his nose but he just laid in his cage yesterday and was just "there". Mama's been talking about how "empty" the apartment is without having a cage in it. No guinea pigs, no hamster, no rabbit, its just us cats. I admit, Mackenzie has been looking around... she seems lost. She's getting better about not looking for Henrietta. I miss them - really! Milo was here when I came to live here. Then Milo died, and we didn't have guinea pigs for a while. Then Memere and Papah helped Mama get Paisley and Taffy for Christmas, and then Paisley died, then we got Henri, and then Taffy died, and then Henri died. Now its just Mama, Kenzie, and me. I suppose it could be lonely. Guinea pigs don't bother me. That makes me like them. But Marty..... Mama has to stop carrying on about Marty!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/344632 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 18:41:45 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/344632 Poor Mama. Today she had to visit TWO of her v*ts. She left right after breakfast and she was gone ... She planned on brushing me! I couldn't get out of her grasp. How could she betray me like this? I slapped her with my tail, but it was no use. At first Mama made a huge mess. The fan was blowing all my spare fur into Mama's face. She got up and turned it off and still I couldn't get away! I endured this injustice for only so long. Finally I got wise to where I was next to her, so I gave her some teeth on her left knee. This got me a swat across my nose and a "no teeth, Sab" for a scolding. Mama finally stopped. I got up and shook. More fur went flying. Then I turned around. I could not believe the huge clumps and piles of my brilliant, orange fur on the floor! I swear she must have stripped me naked! Mama balled it all up and had to make two trips to the trash can. When she was done, there was still a lot of fuzz on the carpet. She then took out the vacuum and the rest was gone. She's going to pay for this!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/343232 Fri, 27 Jul 2007 19:26:15 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/343232 Mama says today was a very important day; something about "closing" and "moving" and Uncle Tony and ... the big huge machines came back and started rumbling the house again! I couldn't believe it. They were here a long time ago and did all sorts of earth-shaking work but they haven't been back since. I watched them a little bit from the window. They were dumping this very black and very hot looking stuff onto the road and then they were squishing it with these huge rolling things. Mama came home for lunch, but I don't know how she got home because when I saw her, she didn't have her car. She said she had to park it across the street because the people with the big trucks were "paving" the road to finish up all the work they've been doing down the road. Mama says she can't wait till they are done because the road is so much better now and she won't need to have her car fixed as much because the bumps and holes will be gone. Yeah right. I think the holes are going to be in my head from all the banging and rumbling! It was really hot again today. Mama came home looking very limp and hot. Mama fed us supper and then left again, saying she was going to help Auntie Julia to clean Baby Squirmy's new room at the new house. Mama came back after dark but she didn't look good. I hardly noticed, as there is a HUGE bug in the bathroom and he's been trying to get out for hours now. Kenzie and I have been tripping over each other, trying to chase the dang thing. Mama says to capture it and kill it; she's had enough of bugs. Says she was vacuuming Baby Squirmy's room when she bent over and felt a pinch. A wasp fell out of her shorts. I had to sniff Mama out; she says "did you even understand all that, Sab?" Mama says the wasp stung her on her belly, close to her legs. Mama gets very, very sick when she gets stung and has to go visit the people v*ts when that happens. So I was worried. Mama says not to be, as she doesn't think the wasp really stung her hard and she didn't have a problem, but she came home and took little pink pills to help her not have a problem. So I'm going to have a really busy night after a day when I couldn't sleep. Between chasing the bug in the bathroom and making sure Mama is okay from the wasp sting, I'm going to be totally exhausted by morning!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/342225 Wed, 25 Jul 2007 17:26:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/342225 Mama came home yesterday with news about Henri and Marty. She says both of them are still at the sh ... Kenzie did a much better job about telling Henri's story so you'll have to head over to her page to hear all about it. Marty, though, was very unhappy with Mama yesterday because it had rained and the outside bunny cage area was too wet for him to hop around. She says she could only let him stay out of his cage for a few minutes while she cleaned his cage and he was very unhappy with her. He was unhappy enough that when she picked him up, he scratched her but good. Mama says its getting really, really hot outside again. She calls it "hoo-med" and Mama doesn't do "hoo-med" at all. She lays really low when its hot like this. She won't open the shades in the living room again, and she's got that cold box machine going all the time. I prefer to stay in the warmer and sunnier kitchen. That's where the window is that you see me sunning myself that is my primary photo right now. After supper Mama went outside and when she came back she had ice cream and milk. She didn't share the ice cream (she only gets chocolate ice cream - grrrrrrrrrr Mama!) but she did give each of us a little milk to help us cool down. I have preferred to spend the heat spell in my pet carrier. It's so cozy and comfy in there and now that Mama bought us a bigger one, I've got more space to spread out and hide when Mama's in the kitchen. Was almost disastrous, this morning. Mama came into the kitchen to use the telephone and I decided it was purfect time for some TLC. I walked right over to where she was and I laid down. I was trying to put my head on Mama's foot but she moved it at the last minute and almost stepped right on my throat. I'm so happy that Mama felt me there and didn't step down all the way - all I really felt were her toes scratching my throat, and aaaaaaaaaaah it felt so good. Mama was happy to see me, though, and I got a good, long chin rub and Mama carrying on about how much she loves her baby boy. Yup, life really is good. I think I'll stay a while longer.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341758 Tue, 24 Jul 2007 17:37:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341758 Mama came home yesterday with a bunch of canned food that someone gave her. Something about the fri ... she put the can and the food in a shopping bag! She didn't put any of that food in our bowls! She didn't even take out the little green saucers that she will put tuna in for us when she's going to spoil us. I was totally shocked at her lack of compassion and taunting us. How could Mama do this to us? I was not pleased, either. Mama then took the bag and put it on the counter. Leave it to Mackenzie, the family counter surfer. When Mama walked away from the counter, Kenzie was right on the case. Mama didn't go far; she was in the closet rustling around with the newspapers. Kenzie didn't care. She was on her way to get to the counter when Mama turned out. Kenzie get away from that poison! Mama shrieked at her. Eeesh Mama can be sooooooo dramatic these days. I don't think I've ever heard her use that type of voice before, either. Mama seemed rather panicked. As if that food is going to jump out and kill us! Kenzie was more worried that Mama was saying that she was going to kill her for being on the counter so she ran off to hide in the other room. Mama took the shopping bag and wrapped it with a bunch of newspaper. I was not pleased with this bizarre behavior. I've never seen Mama do this to food before - especially the food that I want to eat! I got up on my hind legs again and swatted at Mama. "NO, Sab," she said in a very .... well, it wasn't a happy voice, that's fur sure! She then took her foot and pushed me very far away from the counter. Oh the injustice! I was not pleased and I slapped Mama's passing foot with my paw and a claw sticking out. Mama didn't pay any attention to me. Instead, she took the wrapped up can-in-the-newspaper and then put it in another shopping bag. I was getting very impatient. What was with all the fuss? Still no kibble? I realized that it was too early for supper, but Mama was playing with cat food, so why should I be worried about the time? I had to endure stabbing, taunting hunger pains while I watched Mama clean my litter box (it's about time, Mama!) and then take the entire trash bag, with the succulently-smelling wet food, and the putrid-smelling litter, out to the dumpster behind the building. After Mama came back inside from her trash run, she pulled out our Meow Mix treats & gave each of us a few pieces to chew. That's when she pet me on the head and explained that she remembered, or thought she remembered, seeing "Special Kitty" brand on the pet food recall list back a few months ago. She said she wasn't going to take a chance that this can looked just old enough that it could be part of the recall that had rat poison in it and she didn't want me to get viciously sick like my furiend T C did and she didn't want either Kenzie or me to die before it was our time to go. That's why she emptied the can and threw it away, she said, because she didn't want to take a chance that a dumpster picker (who are they, anyway? Do we have those people around here?) to think someone threw out a good can of food, but she also didn't want the local vermin or feral cats to think they were a free meal, either. I'm still not pleased about this. Teasing me with that wonderful food. Now I get what Diogi and his mommy were so worried about. How could something so yummy be so deadly? Why would humans do that to us beautiful babies? I'm just glad I have a mama who loves me and looks out for me. Don't worry - when it was supper time, Mama gave us our regular kibble, which has never been on a recall list.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341478 Tue, 24 Jul 2007 02:33:17 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341478 After I inhaled my kibble this morning, I trot over to visit Catster. I was so pleased to see that ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341358 Mon, 23 Jul 2007 18:54:12 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/341358 Mama came home today with a bunch of new pictures. I can see I'm not going to like having squirm me ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/340022 Fri, 20 Jul 2007 18:18:04 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/340022 Mama gets horrible, horrible ideas in her mind sometimes and she then she makes me suffer. Like tod ... Mama had that silver metal scrape-your-skin-off brush in her hand! Oh how I can't stand being brushed! It was no use to fight, of course. Mama pinned me right down and, not knowing what else to do, I stuck my tail between my legs. I tried to be uncooperative, but Mama was too good at holding me down. Now I know what its like to be tortured. Again.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/339570 Thu, 19 Jul 2007 19:47:33 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/339570 Mama told me Henri was going to Hammy Heaven today. Then she takes Henri away. Mama comes back and ... visit Mackenzie's page]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/338986 Wed, 18 Jul 2007 19:45:38 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/338986 Mama's been so busy worrying about so many things lately. Now we have to worry about Henri, our ham ... Mackenzie is the Henri watcher of the family, so she's been telling the story much better than I could. Please visit Mackenzie's page and find out about Henri. I don't think Henri knows what a purr is, but she'd sure feel better if you could purr for her. Mama thinks that tonight is her last night. Henri also has her own page on a place called Hamsterster.com. I know she'd like it if you stopped by her page to say hi. Just don't eat her!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/338194 Tue, 17 Jul 2007 11:32:21 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/338194 I had a bunch of things that I might have said for today, but it is such a sad, terrible day for me ... Jules Vern is going to be making his trip to the Bridge tomorrow. Jules has a very horrible thing called VAS. I don't remember what that means, now, but Mama says its cancer caused by multiple vaccination shots all at once. I knew having those v*t shots were bad! Never again, I tell Mama. I will not let you do that to me because I will rule my kingdom until I am very, very old. Jules Vern is not old. He's been sick a long time. His humans are so upset and having a very, very sad time right now because they know Jules is going away forever. When Mama came home from the shelter today she helped me get on Catster and whoa there were two entire pages in my group mail box of a flurry of activity for all of Jule's buddies and buddies' friends who are purring for him and his family. I'm so glad to know that we can all be there for his family, even though it seems like we're just here, sitting at our pawrents' keyboards. Tomorrow is Jules Vern's day, and I'm going to be purring for him. If any kitty who is reading this would like to light a candle for Jules & his family, here's a place where you can let them know you're purring and thinking of them. Thank you in advance. *sigh* its soooooo hard to say goodbye.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/337118 Sun, 15 Jul 2007 03:43:28 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/337118 Today is the day! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! We've been on Catster an entire year now! Well, Mam ... entirely true, because Mama made our brand new Catster pages at night, so we've got a few hours left to go. But I don't care. It's our annifursary! Mama had better make sure we have something really good today to celebrate! I also want to say "happy annifursary" to my fellow Democats, Boogers and Hondo, who are also getting their one year cakes for their pages today! I'm already so proud of the cake and 1 candle that has appeared on my page - Kenzie got one too. I was hoping we'd get a "concats" from Catster, like I did on my birthday, but I guess I missed it. Mama says we didn't get one, but that's okay, because I'm getting great wishes from all my furiends! What did I ever do without Catster? Life was indeed so boring. I certainly had no idea the true extent of how brilliantly orange I was until BOCU. I didn't know it was natural to be a silly Sab and embrace it! Man, without Catster, I'd have never met my besties Chumley, or OWP, or Bastian, or Sparkman, or Jas, or fellow bunny watcher Mike, who lives way over on the other side of the .... where does he live again? Anyway, where would I go to alleviate my boredom and avoid Mama's wrath? Oh wait - I can't forget the parties. I'd never been to one before Catster, and I must say, Mama was holding out of me. With Catster, I get to be center stage. I have all these adoring fans (paw waving to all my readers!) who think I'm so great they put me in their corral. I've even got my very own group where cats join because they think I'm so cool and tell such grand stories. Man, I keep Mama so busy writing stories that she's run out of time to keep up with her regular writing and again she put aside that book she's been writing forever. Hmmm... now that we've got an entire year with Catster out of our way, I'll have to get Mama moving on finishing that dang book. Where else would I share my trauma with foster bunnies? Leo & his mom were so cool to make me a "no bunnies" sign. I took it away when Marty left, but I've saved it for safe keeping. Wait a minute... now that I think of it, maybe I should keep the sign up to keep the bunnies away! And... oh boy oh boy oh boy.... sharing football season with all the cats ... and unfortunately the slobbering dogs... here on Catster was a total blast! I simply cannot wait for the new pro season to start! Mama loves Catster because she says she can carry on about her cats and nobody tells her be quiet. Everyone knows what its like to be worried about the 4-legged babies and when she's needing help, everyone is there to offer 2 pieces of kibble and purrs and love. The only bad part that I know of, since being on Catster, is knowing so many friends that have gone to the Bridge since we met. I didn't know my heart could hurt so much... neither did Mama. She says that's the only bad thing about giving your heart to a cat. Saying goodbye is just the hardest thing to do. I'm not saying goodbye to anything ... oh ... wait ... maybe .... I think my sugar's dropped, because first I ate breakfast and now ...... oh .... where's my carrier? I might fall asleep before I get to my napping hollow.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/336953 Sat, 14 Jul 2007 16:51:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/336953 Mama came home from church today very upset. Kenzie and I wanted to know what was so upsetting abou ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/336729 Sat, 14 Jul 2007 05:04:15 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/336729 It was almost one of those "too good to be true" things that happen, yah know? I hear humans talk a ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/335364 Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:47:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/335364 Mama spent almost all day at her computer doing this and that. She said she was doing something she ... take a peek at Mama's website to remind them what babies are all about. Mama says she's had her picture taken more in the past few weeks than she has in the last 10 years, so you might see a picture or two of her in there with the babies.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/333657 Fri, 6 Jul 2007 19:12:38 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/333657 Memo to Mama: Hello. Remember me? I'm your baby orange boy. I'm the one you call Silly Sab, re ... Memo to Mama: Hello. Remember me? I'm your baby orange boy. I'm the one you call Silly Sab, remember? Yes, that's right. Over here. I'm calling you. Mrowl! Mrowl! Yes, I want attention, you silly human! You leave in the morning; you are gone all day; you barely come home in time to feed me; you drop yourself in bed and then start things all over again. Mrooooooooowl! No, I don't want to play with Rosie Rat. I don't even really care about my feather. I want you, over here, touching me. That is your primary responsibility, remember? Huh? Don't you dare try to touch my belly. I saw that dirty trick you tried to pull earlier today when I tried to rub on your legs while you sat on your litter box and you tried to scoop me up and flip me over onto my back. You know how much I absolutely loathe being on my back. That's only second to having belly rubs! I am turning my chin up in the air for a reason, Mama! You are supposed to rub my chin. Scratch the sides of my face. Rub between my ears. You usually do that anyway; why can't you keep doing that now? This going to Memere's to visit with the babies is getting really, really old. You make it seem like you've never seen a baby before. You should be staying here, with me. You've not even been home during the day to take a nap. How am I supposed to keep my nap time hours up to date if you're not h-e-a-r to curl up next to? How's a cat supposed to get shut eye while he has to stare out the window and watch for your car? So next time I go howling through the apartment, calling out to me is not the appropriate response. I expect you to get up and come see me. This is just how its going to go down: I will call; you will come. I will sprawl out on the little rug in front of the stove; you will bend over and rub my chin and my face and between my ears. I will purr; you will thank me for being so nice and kind to you. I will bask in the warmth of your attention and you will continue to provide it. Failure of you providing me with adoration & attention will result in my having to slap you with my tail, slap you with my paw & some claw, spit up a hairball right in your walking path, and leaving butt-drag marks on the floor. I'm glad we had time to clear this misunderstand up. Any more questions????? Mrooooooowl?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/332621 Wed, 4 Jul 2007 19:07:14 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/332621 Mama came home from the shelter yesterday with another box. I know what that means. Out came the b ... Pumpkin, and she's a newcomer to the shelter. She needs some special TLC and Mama offered to help her. Mama says that Pumpkin's breed is called "dwarf". I don't think that's a very nice thing to call a small bunny, but I'm assured that this is perfectly okay. I swear she's not much larger than Milo, Paisley & Taffy when they were healthy, fat, and happy. Mama has a policy that no bunny that comes to the house is allowed out of the cage for at least the first day, so that they can get used to being in a new place. This is a good thing for Pumpkin, because Mama's been gone just about every day this week - Auntie Lisa is home! I won't get to see her, and that's fine by me because I'm not sure I want to meet another human cousin, even if she is cute and all that. Tonight Mama came home and she opened the door to Pumpkin's cage. And the door stayed open a really long time. Pumpkin didn't even try to come out. She didn't seem to care the door was open. So maybe, if she spends all her time in that cage, I should be alright. Mama says that Pumpkin has a very sad story. Don't they all, Mama? She says this one is really hard, because Pumpkin thinks she's going to have babies. She's been preparing her nest at the shelter and trying to bite anyone who would dare come hear her. She's also been pulling the fur off her sisters for this nest. (All of them are white.) Now she's producing milk and is very full. Mama says there's just one small problem. Pumpkin can't have babies - she's been fixed! Right now she's driving all of us crazy because its like she just woke up and realized she doesn't have a nest. She's ripping all the sheets to pieces in there - totally trashing her cage. The shelter doesn't have enough sheets to keep replacing the ones she's been shredding. She's also very LOUD when she does this. It's quite fascinating to Mackenzie and me; we've both been watching all the goings on in there for a while now. Mama isn't quite so impressed by this. She waited away from the open cage, calling Pumpkin to come out and say hello. She wasn't buying it and decided to stay right where she was. Well as long as Pumpkin decides to stay in her space, her time here will be just fine with me!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/331661 Mon, 2 Jul 2007 18:29:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/331661 Man some days I just crack myself right up. When I'm really good at it, I get Mama laughing so hard ... the hidey house igloo that Mama still had on the floor, left over from Marty being here, and I knew it was the coolest thing to use for Rosie Rat. Even toys need to hide, right? I was having grand fun until I had the crazy thought buzz through my head: get under the hidey house myself! Didn't take me but a moment but I sure did get all of me under that igloo with nothing sticking out of the opening. I really liked it in there. I was, as Mama likes to say, "snug as a bug in a rug". (Whoa - did someone say bug?) I was happy to be there, even listening to Mama laugh hysterically at me hiding under the bunny house with just my the little tip of my tail waving back and forth in the doorway. I probably would have stayed there most of the night, too, if I hadn't heard Mama's camera turn on. YIKES photo op! I struggled but I was able to get my head out the door, despite all of Mama's protests of "not yet Sab I didn't get your picture!" D'oh Mama... of course you can't get my picture if you can't see me! She did manage to get a picture of my head sticking out of the hidey house, so I can't wait to see how that turns out. Mama looked at the shelter page today and Marty hasn't been adopted yet. She goes to the shelter tomorrow to see him - and take care of the other bunnies. As much as Mama misses him, she's been glad she's not had to watch him running around the past few days. She's been very tired and not feeling well. He would have been mad at her for making him stay in his crate all this time.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/330495 Fri, 29 Jun 2007 17:40:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/330495 Mama has been in a very bad mood this week. I don't like it when Mama gets this way. She gets grow ... here???? I did some sniffing but I only smelt Mama, Kenzie, Marty, and me. There was no Art in this place! What was that v*t talking about? No, says Mama, its something that sometimes lives in your foot. Now look. I know that I'm just a cat and that people say I'm only as smart as an 18 month old, but eeeeeeeeeesh - even I know that there's only one person living in each body. There's no room for this Art fellow in Mama's feet paws! Mama lives in Mama's feet! This is just the silliest thing evah, as we say here. Then I remembered about how Mama fell in the driveway once when it was wet. I saw the whole thing happen. Mama tripped and fell and bent her foot in a really bad place - not the place where human feet paws are supposed to bend. Mama couldn't stand on her foot at all and it turned funny colors and got really biiiiiiiiig and she had to have pictures taken of her foot. The v*t was worried that Mama broke her foot, but it was okay. Mama had to try to move around on these sticks that she stuck under her arms and they went right down to the floor. They were in the way here, and there was no way I could make toys of them. I tried. Mama says she wishes she had those sticks now so she could walk around without stepping on her bad foot. Between the bun-onion that sticks out on one side, and the hook on the other side, and now Art Itis that's moving in, I am not the least bit surprised that Mama's got pain in her foot! Mama took Marty back to the shelter today! Oh I was so pleased. It was not a pretty picture. Mama was so upset that she had to make Marty go away her eyes were leaking and Marty wasn't about to behave himself and go back in that box. Man he put up quite a fuss! When Mama came back she cleaned out his cage and folded it up. That was so much fun. I've got more space to lounge in now! I don't have to share the sun spots with that gray nose! By the time that Mama was done she couldn't stand on her foot at all. She stretched out on her bed to watch the news. I really tried to be helpful. I got right up on her chest and tried to knead that too, but Mama didn't want me using my claws. Huh? That's the best part of being kneaded! Its supposed to help the pain go away, Mama! I tried to knead her feet, but she was moving them around so much that I couldn't even catch them. How is Dr. Sab, the Medicinal Guru, supposed to help Mama get better if she doesn't cooperate? I'd better have a long talk with this Art person. I don't like him! Mama doesn't need any man other than ME in this place, I'll tell you right now!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/329316 Tue, 26 Jun 2007 19:16:51 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/329316 Mama says its for REAL this time! I am so excited! Kenzie is excited! We are so excited that we a ... Marty is leaving for good this time! I guess Mama talked with the shelter people today about what the plans were for Marty. He's not going to get adopted by hanging out here, and with all his chewing... he's wearing out his welcome. The shelter is waiving adoption fees right now for the rabbits because there are so many, so this is the best time for Marty to find a new home. The clincher was tonight, when Mama went to check her email to see if she got "the notice" for an interview.... and no internets. Mama investigated and found that Marty went through another phone cord. Mama didn't have any more, and this time he chewed the main cord. Oh she is so furious with him! She had to spend the last of her money just to get a cord so she could get online to look for a job. She said we could live without Catster (ahem? What did she just say?????) but she can't be without being able to look for a job. She thinks Marty will go back on Friday morning, when she's going into town again. Did I mention how excited I am??????]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/327511 Fri, 22 Jun 2007 11:15:31 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/327511 Mama says that's my new name. Don't you like it??? Mama says its been "one of those weeks". I d ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/325142 Sat, 16 Jun 2007 16:49:30 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/325142 After all the trauma that Mama went through to get to go to sleep last night, she didn't sleep very ... more trauma for Mama, who is now convinced that all us animals are out to get her. (Kenzie got to tell that story before I did.) This is the most silliest thing I have ever heard in my life. I'm not out to make Mama miserable! Maybe annoy her, but never try to hurt her! Where does she get these ideas? I feel like we're heading for deja-vu tonight. Marty's out and about, and he wants to be on the bed. Yeah right - that's not going to happen AGAIN! MOL]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324835 Fri, 15 Jun 2007 19:01:04 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324835 Remember I told you how upset Marty was when he came home? Mama says that rabbits have looooong mem ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324640 Fri, 15 Jun 2007 10:28:55 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324640 I thought that today just might be the day that I would have a purrrrfect day. After all my good wis ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324515 Fri, 15 Jun 2007 05:30:45 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324515 I was so astounded by that horrible dog abuse story that I totally forgot to tell you about my good ... brilliant! Before that, though, I was curled up on the window perch in the bathroom, with my chin in the air. I had no particular reason; it was just the middle of the day. (This is usually the best place to get attention from Mama in the morning while she's getting ready to go wherever she's going for the day. Kenzie & I fight over it, then.) Mama was job hunting on her computer, so no Catster for me just then. Mama got up to do something and she paused in the doorway. When she saw me, she came right to the bathroom and said "its my baby boy! Are you begging for a chin rub?" Well, the answer to that question is "of course I am!" I moved my head and turned my chin up higher so she would scratch it, and sure enough... she did! Ooooooooooooooooooooooh life is good when neck and chin scratches are being given.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324272 Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:17:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/324272 Mama's not been feeling well today, so she's been overreacting to most everything. But I don't thin ... can overreact over this story we heard on the news tonight. It's about a dog, actually, but when it comes to animals and torturing them, it doesn't matter who the story's about, does it? Last Friday a man went to a bar about an hour from our house. He's a regular there. He brought his pup with him, thought to be a Jack Russel terrier, but left him in the truck. This monster, also incorrectly identified as a man, who was offended because the dog's human had offended a friend of his, decided to take revenge for the offense by breaking into the guy's truck, attacking the dog, beating him senseless, slitting its throat, beating it again, and left the dog in the parking lot for the owner to find. The good news is that the bar's owners were horrified and helped the cops find the monster. The bad news is that the cops didn't charge him, they gave him a summons!!!!!! Thankfully the animal people here in Maine are hissing & howling furious. The animal shelters and other pet owners are working on petitions to get the monster actually charged with a crime. The monster has a court date in August. How can a human do that to an animal and we still call him a human? EVIL just EVIL I tell you! I am feeling sick just thinking about what this poor pooch had to endure in his last moments of life, and I don't even like dogs that much! *note from Mama: I know we posted this in a group, but we learned more details since we posted so this story is slightly different & more accurate.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/323333 Tue, 12 Jun 2007 09:57:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/323333 I guess learning a language goes both ways. You'd think that, after all these years of living with ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/322703 Sun, 10 Jun 2007 18:43:23 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/322703 I don't understand human language sometimes. It's not that I'm dumb when it comes to English; I'm a ... pow! there's this noise. Today when I heard it, I leapt onto Mama's desk to investigate. I got in her way - she says I make a better door than a window - and I sniffed things out. I didn't see anything happen, but when Mama pulled it away from her finger, it was bleeding! I touched it with my paw, and I got that red dot on my paw. YIKES! I LOVE to chase the red dot - but not this red dot! Mama said "Sab! I needed that blood!" and she had to do it all over again. Can you believe this? Mama has to poke herself and make herself bleed? Why didn't she say something? I could do that for her. I'm really good at drawing blood, she says, so I don't know why I couldn't help her do this. She puts the red dot of blood on this little strip that she sticks into a little machine and the machine goes BEEP; its a very cute beep. It passed the sniff test, so I'm not too worried about it. It reminds me of something that explodes, though. It goes "15...14...13...12....11....10...9..." well, I'm sure you know how that goes. I was worried that it would explode and hurt Mama, so I knocked it off her desk. Apparently it doesn't explode. When it gets down to "1" it goes BEEP again and then comes out with this really weird number. It's a pretty dumb machine, if you ask me. It can't even count! Even I can tell you that when you count backwards from 15, you don't get "120". I think Mama should throw it away and get a new one! Mama wiped her finger and put the machine and the funky thing back in the case and zzzzzzzzzzzip wen the dangley thing and she was all done. Then - and this was bestest part - she closes this little container. This container has those pointy things and the little strips she sticks in the machine. She brought it to the kitchen and when she put it down, she shook it. It made the most wonderful noises and my eyes got super big. Mama calls them my saucers when my eyes get really wide. I wanted to chase that noise! I leaned against the counter and reached with my paw. "Mama's silly boy," she says, and gives me a head rub. Aaaaah it feels good! But she doesn't let me play with her little container toy. It is my goal to open that black case open and play with the machine and the funky thing. I bet that if I can made red blood drops like that funky thing, I can make Mama a lot of money. That way, I can buy oodles of zealies (we're almost out, Mama!) and then I can get into a pet carrier and fly to see my best buddies Jason & Bastian & Sparkman & Chumley!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/321783 Fri, 8 Jun 2007 20:48:46 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/321783 Wow can you believe it? Mama says today is my birthday. Says that I was born to Honey & Elmo on th ... What Mama? I can't hear you over the funky music on your computer! Oh - she wants to be sure that I mention she ALMOST stepped on my tail - she felt it in time and she didn't put her entire weight on my tail. I didn't have to pull my tail out, yell, holler, and run away. She also says she didn't do that for my birthday; it just happened to be my birthday. Whatever. For supper I got my ordinary kibble, but later Mama made hamburgers to use up the leftovers that hadn't been cooked and she gave us one! Oh it was sooooo yummy. I'm not too sure if I like garlic & onions, but mmmm it was still good. It was also still warm. Mama gave me 1 piece more than Kenzie (so Kenzie says) so after she inhaled her helping she came and stared at me while I guarded my bowl and ate in piece. Sab, watch your English - you're getting sloppy! UGH Mama needs to get a job and use her proofing skills again.... ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I guess I mean peace! I also got a bunch of ball rosettes (and a special tree, 2 blue ribbons, a white ribbon to match my fur, and a rainbow from two very special Rainbow buddies) today! I'm gonna have so much fun this weekend! I got rosettes from Simba, Aedan, Chloe, Grover, Sock & troop, Buddha Mittens, Mocha & Wally, Garfied Morris LA, Toffy, Hugo, Mike, Pepper & her family. I even got a rainbow from Spotty & T C from over at the Bridge! They even got Diogi and Zippie to sign it, and they are still very much here on terra firma. Annie, Alfie & Wally, and Jefke even left me fancy rosettes with cute "happy birthdays" in them! And of course, I got birthday wishes from two of my besties, Jas & Bastian. A birthday couldn't be more purfect! Look at all those balls on my page! I know I'm spoiled, because I'm having a birthday party on Sunday and Kenzie didn't have one when she had her birthday! I'm sharing a party with my best buddies Bastian, who turns one year old today and Jason Hopper. He's so cool we don't mention his age. How cool can that be? My party is on Sunday. It starts at 12pm Catster time. Efurry cat is invited! Come join us here!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320980 Wed, 6 Jun 2007 16:34:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320980 Mama was home all day today. She was busy, so I was busy too. She was feeling rather lazy today; s ... KENZIE! with her "cat-is-in-trouble" voice so Kenzie went to hide under the table. Mama started putting clean dishes away. She had a lot of dishes to put in the cupboard that was over the counter where the step ladder is. Every time Mama stood on the bottom step to reach over my head, I bit & played with the draw string on her shorts. Mama couldn't figure out why her shorts were pulling down! She called me "silly sab" and rubbed the top of my head. Aw, that felt good. She washed the dirty, smelly dishes, and I got splashed. She even sloshed some suds onto the counter, so I had to play with them. I thought they'd run around on the counter, but when I slapped them, they vanished! I picked up my paw and looked at the bottom of it, just to be sure they weren't hiding behind my pads. So I slapped some more bubbles, but they disappeared too. This wasn't a fun game! When Mama finished washing the dishes, she wiped her hands with the towel that's on the fridge handle. That looked interesting, so I got off the ladder and tried to grab the towel from Mama. She hit me over the head with it, and I did my best to catch it. I was a winner! Phew! Mama let me have it. Then she went to the counter and moved the ladder. Whoa! Then she opened the door behind the ladder! I stuck my head in the opening to see what big bowl Mama might take out of there. She didn't go for the bowl, but she did pull out that really cute pan that has the cord hanging from it and that she plugs in to the wall and it cooks things really slowly. I love that pot! Mama pulled it out, shut the door, and put the ladder back in place. I was much too distracted by the hanging cord. I love chasing it! I swooped down and jumped up and crashing into Mama's leg and I scratched her. She wasn't very pleased about that, but she didn't scold me. She said it was okay. But she still didn't let me have that cord! That's okay - because then she started playing with the beef! I plunked myself down on the stove carpet and watched with rapt attention. Mama might need help with that beef! Unfortunate for me, she didn't drop anything, but she did make meatballs. Mmmmmm I sat in the kitchen for all afternoon, staring at the spot on the counter where the pot was plugged into the wall and cooking the meatballs. Mama says I was there for hours. Didn't seem like it to me! Then Mama got a very BAD phone call. The shelter called, asking her to come in tomorrow to help with the cleaning because the lady who does it on Thursday couldn't come in. The baby bunnies are doing better; there are 3 left. There were 7 bunnies in the Bunny Room yesterday - and now the 7 bunnies who were rumored to be dropped off showed up today. The regular shelter people weren't going to have enough time to clean all those bunnies - there's now 20 of them and they don't all fit in the Bunny Room! Mama thinks she'll end up bringing home a guinea pig tomorrow just to help get a cage out of the room. I don't mind guinea pigs. They stay in their cages and don't try to run me over. Listen to me Mama: no bunnies can come here!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320516 Tue, 5 Jun 2007 15:16:54 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320516 New friends - or are they old friends I don't hear from often? - have tagged me again! The very dig ... Mike and Bill have tagged me recently so Mama says that I should do 7 more random facts about me. The first time I did this was back a couple weeks ago. You can read that one here 1. I came to live with Mama & Mackenzie when I was 8 weeks old. 2. My 8th birthday is in just a couple of days, on June 8. 3. I know what Mama's car looks like, so I start greeting her from the window before she's even parked it and gotten out. 4. I am the family guard cat. I sniff out the perimeter several times a day. 5. If Mama doesn't say goodnight to me before turning out the lights, I will meow out and cry until she responds and gets up to see me. 6. I don't like where Mama puts my food bowl. I must push it all around the kitchen; she never knows where to find it. I also bury it with my placemat. 7. My favorite place to beg for attention is when Mama starts cooking. I throw myself on the carpet in front of the stove and turn my chin up. If she doesn't start to rub my chin, I will reach out and touch her. Since I've already tagged a bunch of cats, I'm going to do it this way. If you read this, then consider yourself tagged! Now you need to put 7 facts about yourself in your diary, then tag 7 cats. Thanks for stopping by!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320049 Mon, 4 Jun 2007 15:38:56 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/320049 I cannot believe how evil the world is right now. I mean, Mama is so UNFAIR. If I tried to do the ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/318940 Sat, 2 Jun 2007 06:05:39 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/318940 Mama went to bed Thursday night, but by the time I realized she went to bed, she'd gotten awake alre ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/318267 Thu, 31 May 2007 17:40:27 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/318267 I am so excited. Mama gave me fantastic news today. Marty is going back to the shelter tomorrow mo ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/316253 Sun, 27 May 2007 18:50:03 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/316253 I am so proud of myself. Mama called me "angelic" today. Personally, I think it has everything to ... blankets to dig and plow through and pillows to push around with his nose. There's normally also a cat on the bed, and when Marty leaps up there with one of us on the bed... yeah, its bad news for Marty. So now Mama has to really keep an eye on him when he's out of the cage because he thinks that he can go from the bed to the top of his cage and steal the hammy food that's in front of Henri's cage, which is on top of the bunny cage. Bad Marty! So Mama had to scold Marty. You've never seen anything so funny as watching him trying to race out from under the blanket and he's forgotten which way is out. He makes Mama laugh when he does that. Mama shoos him off the bed. "Sab, you're being so angelic today! Can't you watch Marty for me?" Mama asked as she took the bowl of cream cheese back to the kitchen, but Mackenzie was still on the counter - she found a fork with cream cheese to lick. Back and forth Mama had to go - checking on Marty, checking on Mackenzie, trying to make cream cheese and olive sandwiches for the Babies R Us place. Or for the place that that Babies R Us bag had to go. I wonder if that bag went to the same place where that box full of little clothes went. Mama had a box that she put all these interesting small clothes in last night, and then she put tape on the box so we couldn't get into it! I tried to paw at the box, and Mama said I was being a silly Sab again. Then she took paper that had human feet all over it in different colors and she wrapped the box in the paper and then she taped the paper onto the box. I guess I'll never get in THAT box again! Mama finished the sandwiches. She pulled out her camera, but she didn't take my picture this time. She was getting ready to go somewhere. She called it a "baby shower" and said that Auntie Julia was getting the presents. Maybe she was going to watch Auntie Julia take the baby out of her tummy and clean it? I will have to think about this some more; it doesn't make much sense to me! Before Mama left, she had to catch Marty and chase him into his cage. This is always a funny thing to watch, because Marty hates being touched. He hates being held even more than being touched. So if he thinks he's going to be touched, he runs. Boy does he run but he won't run to his cage so he'll run here and there to different corners where he likes to hide and eventually he gets tired of having Mama calling to him *deep breath* and chasing him so he'll run into his cage because Mama says that's his "safe" place and she won't touch him while he's in there and then she closes the door and phew we're safe from the bunny for a little while. *deep breath* Mama doesn't have to chase me. She knows I'm a good boy. She doesn't have to worry about me licking the dishes. She doesn't worry about me eating the food she's making for the people. She doesn't have to worry about me biting the clothes and pushing pillows off the bed. Nope, I don't do any of that stuff. I'm the angelic one. *grin*]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/312152 Wed, 23 May 2007 06:14:56 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/312152 Whoa this is a fantabulous game - you learn who your friends are with this game! After I did my t ... Cody tagged me first. Then I got a pmail from my brother in the "Misery of the Cone", Opie, who sent me a tag. After that I got a pmail from my Rainbow Bridge bud, Spotty, saying that he tagged me from up above. I can only imagine what a tag game looks like when you're on the Bridge! I heard from my buddy Stinker's sister, Kate, the Shrew all the way from the Bridge. I'm thinking that the Bridge has a free telephone hot line strait to Earth in order to be making all these calls! To top it all off, my bestest buddy ever, Chumbley Chumbley Chumblekins, got tagged so many times that he tagged me and every else in my Silly Sab Stories group. It was a fantastic day. Since I don't see sun in my window today, I shall spend this morning thinking of 7 more things to tell you about me, so don't fear my orange friends!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/311411 Tue, 22 May 2007 03:47:47 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/311411 Playing gotcha - the meme game I have been tagged! I didn't know anything about this game until I ... Sparkman! to participate in "Kazumi Joy's meme". Here are The Rules: Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary. I had to do a lot of scratching about these fact, but here they are!: 1) I must supervise the cleaning of the litter boxes. If they are not clean enough to my specifications, I will howl until Mama fixes them. 2) I love to sleep & hide in my pet carrier. 3) I don't like my toys in their basket. I must flip the basket over as soon as Mama puts everything inside it. 4) I can't stand things on Mama's nightstand. If she puts something other than her clock up there, I will knock it off. Just because. 5) I followed Mama into the hallway one evening when she fed the guinea pigs and she didn't know it. I spent the night out in the cold stairway to the outside. I was not pleased. 6) I love raw spaghetti. 7) Mama and I play hide and seek. When she finds me, I always purr my loudest. Okay! I had to really scratch my brain to come up with ONLY 7 cats to tag, but I came up with a list of good buds. It's your turn! the lovely Pooter's, fantabulous Siouxsie, bestest buds Jason Hopper, and Chumley, and Bastian, handsome Julius, and the terrific hunter, Aedan]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/310189 Fri, 18 May 2007 17:31:10 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/310189 Yesterday was the first day that Mama didn't go to the hospital and she didn't go to work. She just ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/309402 Wed, 16 May 2007 12:25:29 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/309402 Mama came home early this afternoon. That was very cool. I was so happy to see her that I purred a ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/308018 Sat, 12 May 2007 19:25:17 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/308018 Mama was home all afternoon today, so Marty got to spend a lot of time out of his cage. His favorit ... all the foster buns like to hide there. Marty, however, also loves to dig and shred. So I guess its a handy thing that Mama's box of paper-to-be-shredded is between the feet of the glider. Marty spends a lot of time digging and shredding that paper. Mama says he's a very helpful bunny! However, Marty hasn't learned how to tell the difference between junk paper and "very important paper" that Mama has set aside to put away. He also likes to be up high so he can look things over. So occasionally Marty starts chewing and ripping papers he shouldn't have in the first place. Thus, when Marty is out, Mama has to watch him carefully. Kenzie and I help with the watching party. She pretended to nap, but kept her eye on him from where she lay on the edge. I, however, decided to protect the kitchen. Mama doesn't want him biting her shoes, which go on a rack that's next to the door to go outside and the door to go from kitchen to living room. Marty likes to sit on the foot-wiping carpet. I plunked myself right in the middle of the doorway so Marty couldn't get through. Sure enough, he eventually hopped over. When he saw me, he stopped. He looked at me with that dumb look of his, then he moved his ears a little bit. Eventually he hopped closer and leaned forward to sniff. I didn't budget one inch. I stared that bunny down. He wasn't getting past me! Mama could tell I wasn't pleased about the face off - I made sure my ears were back and my tail was twitching. I'm glad to say, though, that I won the star-down! Marty hopped off without trying to get any closer. Mama was so proud of me for not hissing at him or trying to slap him. I got hugs and kisses and chin rubs. I should try this more often!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/305694 Sun, 6 May 2007 17:06:36 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/305694 Mama's feeling better but is not fine. I tried to help her with her cleaning. She's been moaning a ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/305216 Sat, 5 May 2007 06:55:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/305216 I don't look at my page very often, so I was very surprised to see that I've been "corralled" 31 tim ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/304382 Wed, 2 May 2007 18:51:49 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/304382 Mama's feeling better; I can tell. She's able to catch me being "delinquent" again! Mama can be ... should have been. This is how I know Mama is feeling better: she showed up right after my first lick! "SAB! Not you too!" she yelled. "Get off the counter!" Busted. It didn't help that I left the print shape of my tongue on the cream cheese. Mama looked at it, shook her head, and laughed. I watched from a saaaaaaaaafe distance. Mama cut my tongue print out of the cream cheese, threw it away, and put the rest of the cream cheese back in the fridge. Now all I can do is wait till breakfast. *sigh*]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/302893 Sat, 28 Apr 2007 20:28:19 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/302893 Maybe I'm feeling RED as in ANGRY. Blue? Well, that too. Black? Yes, I feel very dark. I don't ... T C. She's a very sweet girl and nice to me. Spotty & T C have a mom who love them very, very much and wouldn't do anything to hurt them. She does everything she can to take good care of them. So when their mom realized that she'd been feeding T C and non-orange brother Diogi contaminated pet food, their mom did what any reasonable mommy would do: get very, very, VERY angry. She was also very, very scared. She rushed Diogi and T C to the vet. T C is older than Diogi, and I guess that might be why the poison in the pet food hurt her more? T C had to be rushed to the overnight vet last night. Today T C left for the Bridge. All because her mommy loved her so much she couldn't stand to see T C suffer anymore. All because her mommy loved her so much that she gave T C food when T C was hungry. All T C wanted was something to eat. She didn't want to die. She was still full of life and had plenty of things still left to go. But now she's gone. She's gone to the Bridge now because of greedy people who only thought about making money and apparently thinking that the humans who are owned by animals wouldn't care too much if their animal babies started dying; that the humans would just think it was natural. Mama and I have been reading about the pet food recalls, but we've been fortunate that all the pets we know were spared getting sick. Now we know someone who wasn't spared. Man, it really HURTS I tell you. It's not FAIR. Memere says that if humans were fearful and distrustful of everything out there then the world would stop; that sometimes we just have to trust. So what are we supposed to do when our trust is so rabidly violated? It's enough to make my brilliant brain go insane. It's just plain evil. Mistakes are one thing. Knowingly letting the food be poisoned.... that is unforgivable. Now I understand why Mama hasn't gotten us more cat food. She says that she was given a lot of food that was pre-recall and that's what we've been eating. Now we're out of kibble and she needs to buy us more. Now she's nervous. I think I'll stick to the deli meat, thank you very much! Now, if you will forgive me, I need to go purr for TC's family. I know they are really hurting tonight.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/301421 Tue, 24 Apr 2007 19:41:08 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/301421 that sleep makes a body well. She's been doing lots of sleeping and not going to work. I've been s ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/299812 Fri, 20 Apr 2007 17:26:11 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/299812 Was that really the SUN? Could it really be????? I cannot believe my eyes! It really was! Oh m ... Happy birthday today, Memere! Did I tell you that Memere came to see us last night? Oh I was soooo glad to have company. Memere picked me right up; called me and asked me how I was. I was so happy I started to purr and I got really comfy. Marty hopped over to sniff Memere's shoes; Memere says he's a very handsome bunny, but not as handsome as I ever could. My memere is so smart! Then the strangest thing happened: Mackenzie came over when Memere called her! Mackenzie not ONLY came out of her hiding spot BUT she let Memere PET her! Mama was shocked. Memere was shocked. I wasn't pleased that suddenly Mackenzie was getting all the attention so I climbed onto my step ladder and started talking and trilling. Memere meowed right along with me, and then asked Mama what on ear she was saying to me! Eeesh Memere... 20 years with Aunt Missy and 11 years with Uncle Boogie and you STILL don't know how to speak cat? It was really cool for her to come, even though she didn't stay long. At least I got an extra hug!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/299055 Wed, 18 Apr 2007 18:12:26 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/299055 I was so hoping I had put that wrecked 'em business.... well, behind me. Hasn't Mama ever heard of ... news flash to Mama! We cats have that problem, too. I didn't think anything about it: I had an itch, so I started dragging my butt across the floor in the kitchen. Next thing I know, Mama's right there saying "Stop Sab!" So I did. (Please mark this in your calendar: I actually did what I was supposed to do today when Mama told me. It won't happen again for a long time.) When I stood up, Mama stopped me and picked up my tail to look at my wrecked 'em! I meowed and tried to turn around, but she had my tail strait up. "I don't like this, Sab," she says. Mama thinks my surgery spot looks "angry". Don't look at me - I don't know what that means, either. Mama thinks its looks red and unhappy. I have decided that, because of this, when Mama is asleep tonight, I will climb under the blankets and look under her nightie so I can see HER wrecked 'em. That's the only revenge I can think of that would be appropriate. I sleep down in that direction anyway, so what's the big deal?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/298194 Mon, 16 Apr 2007 17:29:19 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/298194 Mama says that most of the storm is over now. We're still home. We still have power, though I thin ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/297932 Mon, 16 Apr 2007 05:24:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/297932 Sebastian's Mama here... If your humans have been watching the news, you probably know that the U ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/297825 Sun, 15 Apr 2007 18:47:58 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/297825 Mama was busy today sorting papers. You know what that means. Time to be helpful! Except that ... Time to be helpful! Except that Mama didn't want me or Mackenzie to be helpful. Every time either of us would get on the bed, she would say "HEY! You GET DOWN!" This is how I see it. Mama KNOWS that if she puts papers on the bed, we're going to need to help her. It's just the way it is. It is as much THE RULE as it is that dogs chase cats, cats chase dogs, rain comes from the sky, and that food tastes good. If she doesn't want us messing around with her piles, then I have a very simple question: why make them? What's the point of house cleaning if we can't help? Just suppose a breeze comes through and tries to take the paper away? Who's going to hold it down, huh? And what if that new resident, aka bunny, wants to come on the bed and try to eat them like the papers he already ate? (He found my rabies papers, is what he found. And he autographed them for me. How quaint.) By the time that Mama let me on the bed, there were no more papers left. Not any that I could lay on, so what good was that? I don't know how Mama got anything done today without my help. That's why I went to the kitchen and licked the dirty bowls. She'll be so happy that I cleaned them for her. No more oil, grease, or fish on those plates!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/296509 Thu, 12 Apr 2007 15:29:25 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/296509 I have been trying to squeeze into Mama's computer chair while she sits on the edge of her seat. It ... not happy about maybe spending the night at the airport. Maggie's not happy about it either; she's been waiting for her mommy for days now. Well, with nothing better to do, I'm going to watch the snow fall down. I've got stuff to do. See ya! ~Snow Sab]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/296153 Wed, 11 Apr 2007 18:42:28 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/296153 Right now I am crouched under Mama's desk, hiding behind her dangling feet. Why, you might ask? Th ... That dang bunny, Marty, seems to think that today's the day we're going to become friends. Yeah, right. I don't know if bunnies dream, but if they do, Marty will need to keep dreaming. Doesn't he know you can't have everything you want in life? Or maybe he doesn't know this because he hasn't lived long enough in any one place to be taught this very important lesson. See, there's no way I can call Marty a dumb bunny. He certainly is smart. Take food, for instance. I suppose that, if we have anything in common, it is that we bot LOVE to eat. Marty's always looking for food. He's also figured out that when Mama walks into the kitchen followed (or following) crying, carrying on cats, food is sure to follow. He's also learned that when Mama comes into the living room from the kitchen, sometimes she's got food for him. Tonight, like every night, Marty is begging to get out of his cage when Mama comes home. I don't blame him; I wouldn't want to be stuck in there all day. So Mama opens the door and he comes hopping out as if its time to explore the grand themes of life. He saunters out and goes right to his outside-the-cage litter box, where he perches on the hay Mama uses as box litter. Mama was getting herself some supper. Kenzie raced behind her so she could be first in line to get some. What a brown nose she is! Not to be outdown, I followed. You just never know when Mama might put something worth your time and attention in your food bowl. Next thing I know, I turn around and GUESS WHO is behind me. Marty decided to follow us into the kitchen! Mama started laughing. She thought it was so funny to see two cats and a bunny lined up at the fridge for a snack! I'm glad to know I'm not the only person in this place that loathes being brushed. Marty had furr hanging off his butt near his tail. Mama decided it was time to brush him. I guess that Marty was neither consulted or pleased with this idea, and he fought Mama something fierce. He was NOT about to be held, much less held DOWN and have his butt scraped with that rake Mama calls a brush. Man, his feet were going so fast I couldn't keep up with them. Mama won, of course, and as soon as she let go, Marty booked it out of Dodge. I have no idea where Dodge is, but Mama says that's where he was going. I decided, though, while this was going on, that it was time to inspect the grooming. I tried to sniff, but all I ended up getting was a puff of gray fuzz that Mama was brushing off his butt and tail. I shook my face and sneezed. The fuzz didn't go away. I rubbed my face on the side of the bed; it just made the bunny fuzz roll into a ball. Now I was ticked. That dang bunny! I started pawing my face with my paws. Thankfully, I knocked Mama with one of my paws, and she noticed my distress. When she finished brushing/torturing Marty, she grabbed the fuzz off my face. Phew. I don't feel so bad, though. Mama had so much fuzz on her she had to use that sticky rolly thing on herself and the bedsheets. She only uses it when she's got lots of cat furr on her good clothes, so that's how I know it was a lot of fuzz! Back to waiting at the fridge in the kitchen.... I tell you what's not fair about this deal. Mama says "what a cute bahnie! He's a goooood Mahdy!" and he gets a (blech) carrot. I get nothing but a pat on the head. Kenzie gets a "how's Mama's behbie?" Mama, get your priorities strait! If I lay here under the desk long enough, and I slap you with my tail, will you notice and rub behind my ears again?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/295471 Tue, 10 Apr 2007 09:13:53 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/295471 I got a congratulations from my buddy Alfie today for being a Diary pick. I couldn't believe my eye ... Silly Sab Stories. I do trivia questions on Tuesdays, and you'll get more stories from my paws just by joining up. If you want to join, just send me a request!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/293173 Wed, 4 Apr 2007 19:04:27 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/293173 Oh man - I knew that bunnies on my page was a bad thing! What is this nonsense of Mama telling e ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/291331 Sat, 31 Mar 2007 13:45:50 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/291331 I simply cannot believe this. I am Cat of the Day? I rubbed my eyes just to be sure I wasn't seein ... pausing to consider what to say Way a minute.... Mackenzie has never been COTD. I've got something she doesn't have. Time to celebrate! Okay Mama, since I AM Cat of the Day..... I'm demanding supper RIGHT NOW!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/291033 Fri, 30 Mar 2007 17:08:18 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/291033 Mama came home tonight and she wasn't happy. She looked like she was gonna cry is what she looked l ... You can see pictures of Marty on Mama's website. Click here.]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/290221 Wed, 28 Mar 2007 18:49:15 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/290221 Mama came home about supper time tonight. She dumped food in our bowls. Kenzie moved quick and stu ... stay home and spend time with me? She's not given me as much attention now that my cone and stitches are gone. Mama came home after it was dark. I forgot it was the night she goes to a group she calls "prayer meeting." I don't understand; what's wrong with praying by her bed like she does in the morning? I sit on one side; Kenzie's on the other. The angels come to listen, too. Mama talks to Jesus; we purr because we're happy to be by Mama AND Jesus AND angels. So I don't get this prayer meeting stuff that she has to go to church for. When Mama came home, she went right to the fridge and pulled out the ice cream. She'd left an empty bowl on the counter when she went to prayer meeting. Kenzie found that it had had ice cream in it, so she knocked the bowl off the counter and we both cleaned the bowl spotless for Mama. I know she was so impressed. I wanted more of that ice cream. I also knew Mama would be going to her computer to read on the computer and type and probaby break into my Catster stuff again! So I decided to stick close. I climbed in a new spot. Mama didn't know I was there till she went to put her foot on it, and instead of putting her foot on top of the paper-goes-in-and-strips-come-out machine, she kicked me right in the chest. UGH. I coughed and got down. Now, don't pity me. I wasn't pleased about being kicked until Mama stopped what she was doing so that she could be a silly human. "SAB! I didn't know you were there, Baby Boy! Are you okay? I hope that didn't hurt too much. I wouldn't have put my foot there! Let me see" and she picks me up and hugs me and kisses me and rubs my head and my chin and behind my ears. Dang, if I'd thought about it harder, I'd have gotten on that noisy paper funky thingy a long time ago!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/289737 Tue, 27 Mar 2007 19:35:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/289737 Uh oh - Mama's doing it again! She's taking over my diary entries! Don't you have your own diary o ... You know You're a Catsterholic When: 1. You constantly refer to yourself in 3rd person. 2. You start saying really silly things, like yelling out "pawesome!" when your boss asks your opinion on a work project. 3. You ask your family to vote "democatic" and your family all votes Republican't. 4. You are writing emails to family and friends and end up MOLing instead of just plain LOLing. 5. You don't "lmao"; you laugh your tail off. 6. You've stopped swearing and instead yell "Oh my cat!" when something surprises you. 7. You wake up dreaming about the latest party held in one of the groups' forum sections. 8. You turn on the computer during the night JUST to check you paw mail. 9. You'd never waste money on silly things, but think nothing of spending money for zealies and "plus". 10. You find yourself wondering what would happen if all your cat's buddies and your cat(s) were stuck in a room together for an hour. Would the room still be standing? How many cats would still be alive? Would the "besties" actually be mortal enemies? 11. You catch yourself thinking that no one's as brilliant as an orange cat. 12. You spend hours on Catster, decorating your cats' pages. 13. Your only source of news is what other cats tell you in your Group Mail. 14. You actually went out to buy a digital camera JUST so you could take pictures of the cats for their pages. 15. You realize that when your cat tells all the other cats in the group that his mommy is MEAN and the cats should send her pmail to change her mind about something (ie: not being fed at the proper time).... such a conversation on a street corner would get you committed in the insane asylem. 16. You never dressed your cat in anything until you decided to join the Holiday party, or the Halloween party picture strolls. 17. You "attend" the "wedding" of two Catsters who live thousands of miles from each other. 18. Your cat has his/her own blog outside of Catster. 19. You spend as much money on holiday gifts for someone else's cats as you do for your own cats, but more money than you'd spend on a human relative. 20. You read all of this and are still thinking "there's something wrong with all these things?" 21. You think you need to join Catsters Annonymous and go through a 12-step program, and then realize, why would I want to give up a great thing?]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/287637 Fri, 23 Mar 2007 18:43:37 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/287637 I have been spending my evening on the window perch in the bathroom. This is the perch where Mama s ... should be in her exercise ball, but she finally nibbled the last part of the lid that was keeping it on the ball, and off fell the lid. Out came the hamster. I saw all of this from my perch way up high. I don't think Henri knew I was even there. Henri climbed out of that ball and matter-of-factly began to waddle across the bathroom carpet. As if she had somewhere to go? I leaned over to get a better view. I was debating on whether to get down and alert Mama about Henri's misdeeds, or if I should just stay still and keep my eye on her. Very tough decisions. I didn't need to worry, as Mama saw Henri going across the carpet. "Henri! It's about time you get through that lid. You've been working on it all evening," Mama says, and gets up from the computer. She comes over, and I can tell from where I'm still crouched that Henri knows she's in the litter box. (Where do hamsters go when they get punished?) Henri turns around and tries to run in the other direction. Silly hammy; that's a dead end. She should have just made a hamster-line for the open door. Mama came over and scooped Henri into her hand. She gave Henri kisses and told her she was a good hammy. Hello? What did I just see and hear? They certainly didn't seem like they should go together. Runaway hamster and "good"? Anyway, Henri had already been out in the ball ealier today. After I got home from the vet place, Mama washed Henri's cage and I supervised her putting more of that white litter stuff in it. So I guess Henri decided that it was time to run out in the open. Except that now Henri's back in her cage and having a grand time throwing bedding out of her nest and down the tunnel into her food bowl. That's the report I get from Mackenzie, who is supervising. I see Mama yawning; she looks like she's getting ready for bed. Time for me to leave the window perch and instead perch on the pillow behind Mama so we can sleep together. I have good reasons to purr Mama to sleep tonight!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/287628 Fri, 23 Mar 2007 18:30:48 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/287628 (Originally posted on the Group "Silly Sab Stories" but thought the rest of Casterdom (and my Memer ... "Set me free of the chains holding me; Is anybody out there hearing me? Set me free" Oh oops... sorry... I forgot I was writing another silly story. That's a song that's playing a lot on Christian radio, and Mama's been humming it all day. I hafta agree with the song... considering my wrecked 'em business and the cone. THE CONE! That's right! I came to tell you that the cone has been removed!!!! Oh I feel soooo much better. Mama came home from work today (its the only day she comes home in time to feed us ON TIME) and she rushed inside and put her work bag down. "Baby Boy! Let's go!" she says. I yawned. What could she be babbling about now? She just got here! I met her at the door, as usual, so when she went to the kitchen, I followed. That's when she pulled the pet carrier out and, like the curious George who got too curious, I had to investigate the moving of the furniture. I knew it was bad news as soon as I felt Mama's hand on my butt, pushing me TOWARDS the carrier. It means I'm going for a ride! Lately my car rides have been taking me to not-so-happy places. Besides, I still had that cone on my head, and it didn't exactly fit inside there with my head between. Didn't matter. Mama shut the door and hauled me outside. At least it was so nice and warm today that Mama wasn't even wearing a jacket. In fact, she was wearing her summer sandal shoes I like to sleep on when she's not wearing them. No time to think about the shoes. Mama put me in the front seat and away we went. I laid my head down, knowing it was useless to protest. Sure enough, we were at my favorite place to not like: Dr. Shawn's and Dr. Carol's place! I howled. Can you believe that the girls at the counter laughed? "Sebastian's here!" they said. I'm not sure if having them know my name is a good or bad thing. Mama sits us down on the bench. I got to salivate over the love birds in the corner for all of 2 seconds before Rene called us into one of the rooms. Silly Rene. She called me to come out of the carrier. Apparently she was born yesterday and doesn't know a thing about cats who are scared and don't like to have their wrecked 'ems picked at. So, Rene did her magic and pulled me out. She had the gall to say "I can't find my special scissors" and she walked out that door that Dr. Shawn hides behind. I turned and looked at Mama. I couldn't believe my eyes.... she had that stupid joke of a digital camera in her hands and she was taking my picture - me hunched down on the table! Then Rene and my buddy Linda came in. (Linda loves my white-tipped ears. Says I'm "soooo handsome".) She always rubs behind my ears - expect today. She held me down while Rene took cold things to my wrecked 'em! At least she said it lo0ked beautiful. I might have to ask her to raise her standards if she thinks a cat's butt hole is beautiful. Thankfully Rene wasn't down there long. When she was done, she pulled the bow apart and took off the cone! Said I didn't have to wear it anymore and she kissed my head. Mama took out that joke again and took my picture. I wasn't about to look at her. I do have my dignity, you know. She brought the carrier back to the table. I was more than happy to walk in and curl up on the blanket inside. Then she shut the door and carried me outside to the desk. That's when things got interesting. There were dogs out there. I didn't know Mama knew dogs other than Oliver but I guess she does. She called them "Lab" and "Mutt". They were big and wiggling and SNIFFING ME OUT. Naturally, I was quite offended by such gestures so I hissed at them to show them who was boss. Their humans and my human all giggled. Pardon me while I diss on humans a moment. They can be soooooooooo infurriating! Mama rewarded my trip to the vet's by feeding me as soon as we got home, even though it wasn't 5 yet. Mackenzie was also very happy about this. Mama snapped my picture when I was in the bathroom window. I guess Spring must be here, because Mama had windows open. Man, that air felt so good. I had to sit there a while and breathe deep. Yum, I smell the robins!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/286721 Wed, 21 Mar 2007 18:22:50 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/286721 *evil laugh* I got Mama back for all the trips to the vet and the business with my wrecked 'em. ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/285828 Mon, 19 Mar 2007 17:03:00 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/285828 Oh, woeisme! I just don't know about life right now. I think I shall simply DIE before I recover f ... my dear Opie, who bravely wore the cone before me and gave me courage to not go insane the moment Mama put it on me. I give all my rosettes to my bestest little orange brother, Sparkman, who has been a delight to watch grow up. I guess you'll have to take my place! To my newer little orange bro, Manna, currently known as Manna Mahoney McOrangepaw, I bequethe my new trivia book so that he may make his new group, Orange Kitties ROCK, the most rocking, coolest place on Catster - after my Silly Sab Stories group goes down. I divide my leftover zealies between the bestest buds a dude could ever have: Jas and Chum-Chum so they can give them away to the most deserving and needy cats here on Catster. To my great orange girlfriends Pooter's and Siouxsie, I give my bestest and most prized toys: my white and my black Rosie Rats. To dear Chloe, I give her my prized Christmas toy: Dr. Pussum's Feline Elixer catnip bag. I shall now lay down and wait for the end to come, for I certainly can't chase after the grim reaper with this cone on. I'll just climb onto the recliner and.... wait. What is that smell. Do I detect catnip in the air? Has Mama put some fresh nip on the floor so that I won't feel so down in the dumps? Forget everything I just gave away - if there's nip on the floor, I have something left to live for!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/285449 Sun, 18 Mar 2007 19:44:11 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/285449 It's a good day for me when Mama ends it by shaking her head and saying "what am I supposed to do wi ... do with you, Baby Boy?" Did I tell you that Mama's been shoving pills down my throat since I came home from having my wrecked 'em wrecked? I have decided I will not settle for such disrespect. Mama cleaned the litter boxes today (its about time, Ma!) and she found the cute, brown pile I've been making with my pills. I was sure she wouldn't find them behind her white litter box, but no such luck for me. After she gave me that 3rd pill, I figured out how to fake swallowing them so I could hide them behind her litter box (the one with the water in it) and she wouldn't notice. I should have known I was in for it when she marched into the living room yelling "Saaaaaaab!" She picked me up, carried me .... wait. "Carry" is such a tame word. She slung me over her arm and had my legs dangling as if I were a sack of Aroostook County potatos. She stomped into the bathroom, put my fours on the floor, and shoved my nose into the pile. Uh-oh. Busted. This happened just after she had to rescue me from my latest ecapade to the litter box. Quite frankly, I was stuck, if you catch my drift. I tried to do what I always do: scrape my butt on the floor until it get disconnected. Next thing I know, Mama's in front of me going "Saaaaaaaaaaab what are you doing???? As if she'd never seen me do this before? Ugh that Mama of mine is such a pain in my butt sometimes! She whisked me right off the floor - right in mid scrape - and hauled me back to the bathroom. Next thing I know, she's picking at my wrecked 'em! I was not about to allow her to do this to me, so I started shaking my paws and managed to grab a good chunk of her arm, which I striped quite nicely, I might add. Mama yelled "OUCH" but that didn't stop her from cleaning my butt till there was nothing to get excitd about. Then she used water. Oh you have got to be kidding me! That made me squirm even more. To add insult to my injury, Mackenzie arrived on the scene just in time to walk by and slap me on the head. And about my collar... today, I carried it to the open trash bag that Mama was filling and I dropped it inside. Mama wanted to know if I was trying to send her a message about the collar. Well, YEAH.... I think that when Mama puked in her litter box last week, she puked her brains out, too. At least all her smart cells. I have to train her all over again! It was nice enough today for Mama to open a window for a few hours. Oh I so enjoyed sitting in an open window, in the sun!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/283807 Wed, 14 Mar 2007 20:01:51 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/283807 Thank you to my Mama for letting all of you know how I was doing last night. I was rather out of it ... lunged at me a couple of times. I have no idea whatever got into her. I haven't even tried to pick on her. Honestly, I've got other things on my mind... er, neck. As soon as Mama was awake this morning (I was still zonked, I guess, because I actually let her sleep until 5:30!) Mackenzie started back up on howling and hissing at me. After two shouts of "SAAAAAAA... oops KENZZZZZZZIE!" Mama had enough and put Kenzie in the pet carrier. She and I then got ready for work. (Yup, Mama felt well enough to go to work today!) The pawsome part was that when Mama let Kenzie out, she went after me again and - get this - Mama put her in the pet carrier and went to work. That's right! That bratty calico got to spend the entire day in there! She was so happy to get out when Mama came home that she ate her supper to fast and it prompty made a repeat performance. I'm sure that my trying to eat out of her bowl had nothing to do with her nervousness and coughing up her supper.... The only part of this collar I don''t like was when Mama pulled my mouth open to give me a PILL! Can you imagine? I certainly hope I don't have to take any more of those! After, though, she gave me lots of kisses and head rubs and scratches behind the collar and ears. How could I be mad for too long? I'm still worried about my food, though. I've been inhaling my food and Mama says I'm being agressive with eating and taking Kenzie's bowl. All I have to say is this: listen, Mama. If you had to go an entire DAY without eating, wouldn't you be worried that you'd never get to eat again? I thought so. I let Mama look at my stitches today; she says they look good. Personally, I think she needs to raise her standards a bit. My wrecked 'em looks GOOD? I dare say she needs to replace those glasses on her nose if she thinks under my tail is GOOD. *rolling eyes* I know I am super special: Mama came home tonight with this funky pink toy she calls a digital camera. You could have fooled me. I can hawk up a hairball bigger than this camera. She says it goes on a key chain and its just for taking pictures of me for Catster. She tested it by having me pose with my collar. What do you think? I say she needs lots of practice on the silly camera - if you can call it that. I can't believe that my camera fanatic mama bought such a cheap little thing. She says its okay to have a point and shoot digital camera because her "real" camera is fancy. Whatever, Mama. Doesn't make sense to me, but at least I can model the latest in post-surgical fashions for all of you! Mama says I don't hafta wear the collar when she's home and awake. I think that's a cool idea! Mama says I shouldn't wear it down, like I am in the picture, but it's just enough to keep me from being able to reach as many places as I normally can, so I'm okay. I'm still pretty tired. Just writing this has made me yawn and yearn for my chair for a snooze. Thank you to everyone for your kind thoughts and words! I'm really piling on the collection of rosettes here! Mama helped me read every one and I think they're all cool. I even got a "blue ribbon" kitty mention from "Anon Y Mous" and wishes from Buddie's gang. I feel so honored!]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/283257 Tue, 13 Mar 2007 15:03:05 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/283257 Hello all Sebastian's Friends; This is his mama writing for him tonight. He's still a little fre ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/282610 Mon, 12 Mar 2007 00:12:44 PDT Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/282610 We have had a busy night. Mama went to a meeting all day on Sunday and came home not feeling well. ... http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/281699 Fri, 9 Mar 2007 17:33:30 PST Sebastian ~ writing at catster.com http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_stories/281699 I always wait patiently in the window for Mama to come home. Most times she comes home after dark. ... supposed to feed us: 5 pm. Today was no different. (It's Friday today, cats & people!) When I saw her backing up into her spot in the driveway, I got up and started pawing the window, trying to get close to her and telling her to stop standing there, waving at me, and saying things I can't hear you say when the window is closed! Mama seems to laugh and giggle, then she goes out of my view. That's my cue to race off the window perch and beat Mackenzie to the numero uno spot at the door and wait for her to open it. When she finally does, Mackenzie will meow and carry on and do her twirls, while I march myself out the door, into the hallway, circle behind Mama, then walk back inside. Mama doesn't understand why I do this, but gracious! Do I hafta spell it out? I'm trying to push her inside! I do this routine every day when Mama comes home, but on THIS day, I was just plain starving. I don't mean starving as in very hungry, I mean stah-vin as if I might faint and die if Mama takes off her jacket before opening up a can of cat food. Mama remembered to feed us a CAN of food instead of DRY kibbles, and I was very pleased. Oh my .... I thought I'd died and gone to the Bridge. The smells coming from that can were simply more than I could resist. As usual, Mama put half the can in Kenzie's bowl first, because Kenzie will eat my food until Mama puts food in her bowl. Today, though, I was through being nice and LAST. Mama dumped that spoonful in Kenzie's bowl and there I was, pushing myself and my agenda through and shoving my face in her meal. "Sab, that's Kenzie's!" Mama said at least more than once, and Kenzie, for her part, growled and hissed at me. I was not about to deterred. I was eating that succulent Science Diet Seafood Light for Indoor Cats! Mama wasn't pleased; this time she knocked me on the head with her hand. I decided the most dignified thing to do was ignore her. And I did. That was, until Mama did something evil and hideous: she grabbed my tail and pulled me away from the bowl! By my tail! Mama says that she couldn't reach me to pick me up because that blasted, @#$%^ large pet carrier she bought is between our food stations. I say, it doesn't matter WHAT her twisted reasoning was to pulling my tail: there is simply NO justification for it! Now, if it had been an ordinary day, at an ordinary time, I would have reached around and swatted at Mama faster than she could yell "BAD BABY BOY". However, I must confess that I was more concerned about the Science Diet. Now I understand why they call it "science" diet. They needed science to make it so dang good you HAD to put it in your diet plan! Mama went right over and spooned the rest of the can into my bowl, and I promptly inhaled it. Then Mama went to do whatever it is that Mamas do after they put food in the cat bowls. After I licked the last possible morsel from my bowl, I still wasn't satisfied. I could still smell that fantastic seafood smell. I inspected the kitchen to discover the scent was coming from the trash can. I hopped onto the wooden bench that's in the kitchen, next to the trash can. A-HA! Mama hadn't closed the lid click shut on the trash can, and I could see it! Right there.... just out of my reach, was the empty can of cat food. And, smack in the middle of it.... well, there wasn't anything except this hair-brained thought that I hadn't licked every last tidbit off the can. So, I stretched over and managed to lean on the trash can without falling over or knocking it over. I had to really stretch to get past the paper towels, smelly banana peel, and something else I have no idea what it is, but I found the can! Oh yum yum yum! The bestest part about this story? Mama heard me clinking the can.... and instead of investigating the noise, she automatically yelled "KENZIE! GET OFF THE COUNTER!" Mama says I was the dumb one, because I didn't stop my bad behavior. She says I should have known that she'd get up and investigate, like she does when she hears Kenzie on the counter. But no; how could I think such rational thoughts when crumbs of seafood light were taunting me from the depths of the trash can? When I wasn't paying attention, Mama came around the corner. "SAAAAAAAB!" she cried out, and I think she was more surprised than upset. "You bad baby boy!" she said again. Yeah, I wasn't intimidated either. Not with such decadence at stake. Mama came over and whacked me on the top of my head. "Get out of there!" she said. UGH she bumped my head and pushed my neck into the rim of the can. Ouch. I jumped down and tried to nonchalantly stumble away from the kitchen. But wait a minute.... that was MY SNACK. I wasn't about to be deterred. I turned around and sauntered back to where Mama stood, watching me. I could see it right in her mind: another Catster story in the making! I sat on my haunches and looked at her down my nose to make sure she knew how disdainful I found her behavior. That's when the unthinkable happened. In lightening speed, Mama came to me and swept me off my paws and upside down so I laid in her arms on my back. Mama knows that I absolutely loathe being on my back! I put my paws on her chin and pushed as far away from her as I could. That didn't work, so I extended my claws. Mama kneeded my head and said that since I was a bad boy she had permission to tick me off. I slapped Mama's nose as a warning shot. She got the hint; she put me down. Dummy me... I didn't back down. I headed for the trash can... I could hear the can meowing my name with perfect clarity! This time Mama stood over me and kneeded my head from behind. "You are just a wiley and crafty baby boy!" she said in her most let-me-love-my-cat voice. Then she picked me up by the front paws and gave me smooshed kisses. I stalked off and have been avoiding her ever since. I don't plan on speaking to her for the rest of my current life. I'm on #6 of 9 lives.... so when its time to start using #7, I'll make nice with Mama. Either that, or the next time mealtime comes up....]]> http://www.catster.com/cats/347194/diary/Silly_sab_sto