Likes: My favorite thing in the whole world is daddy. I can't relax if he leaves the room. I must follow him wherever he goes. Dad is my hero. I also like chasing bottle caps, eating, and sleeping.
Pet-Peeves: Sometimes mom puts a blanket on me or pets me for too long. It annoys me. I strongly dislike car rides, primarily because they're always a journey to my least favorite place, the vet.
Favorite Toy: I love chasing bottle caps.
Favorite Nap Spot: Mom's tummy, futon chair.
Favorite Food: Dr. Weil's Pet Promise
Skills: I'm smart. I can get the ice cube out of the refrigerator door. My silent meow melts people like butter. Whenever people say "Hi" to me, I reply with a silent meow. They eat it up! Then I get pats on the head and the tummy.
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: It was a hard Spring storm and I didn't know what was going on. Don't know where my mom was. I was only about eight weeks old, and on my own. I was scared, shivering, and soaked. I ended up at this house and this lady came outside and scooped me up and took me inside, gave me a bath and dried me off. There was another kitty here but he was nice. Just talked a lot, non-stop, but he taught me about sleeping at people's heads.
Bio: My mom thinks I'm the sweetest, most intuitive kitty she ever met. She tells me every day how sweet I am and how much she loves me incessantly.
I like hunting harmless moles and mice.
I'm sorry I've been so out of touch. (I seem to meow that a lot lately.) I have no excuse other than that I've become lazy. Lately, I haven't been interested in the computer. All I want to do is eat and sleep.
Mom and dad have been home a lot the last couple weeks and it's sort of thrown me off. I don't know when it's time to eat. Naturally, I start bugging dad at 2:30. I sit on the coffee table and stare at him and he stares back. Then he returns to tapping away on his computer, so I tap him a couple of times. He looks up and then ignores me. So I tap him again and give him the fail-proof silent meow. Still he does not feed me.
Very disconcerting, folks. Very disconcerting.
As a last resort, I wander into the kitchen and get the cork (see my video) and that is the trick to get dad to feed me. He always thinks I'm too fat to get the cork, but then he doesn't realize the strength of my desire to eat.
That's about all that's happened lately. Except that I've left a couple of poopy trails on the carpet. That was funny.
Heavens to Rosettes! I just logged in today to check mail, take care of some business, that kind of thing, and saw that I have all kinds of gifts from sweet, precious kitties! I don't feel worthy, but it just made my day!!
I needed it too because today a man came to the house and mom said, "Maggie, this is Pete. He'll be taking care of you while we're gone."
While we're gone? While we're gone? Seriously! Are they seriously abandoning me again? Ugh. Sometimes they disgust me. See if I cuddle with them tonight. I will, of course. But then my motto is to be nice to others not because of who they are but because of who I am.
Gotta go. Need to enjoy some extra cuddle time before mom and dad take off again!
I love mom and dad. Love them, love them, love them!
Well, let me be completely honest. I didn't love them so much this weekend when they took off for Cooperstown and left me lonely and sad by myself. I expressed my displeasure in a way that I'm quite sure was obvious when they entered the house. In fact, I made sure to eat and drink a little extra, just to fully express my extra displeasure on the kitchen floor. But I said what I needed to say, in my way, and once it's said, you move on.
Last night, mom peered her face around the door at me and cooed, "Maggie!! We missed you!" I cooed right back and didn't stop purring all night. I slept with them all night, trying every possible position and location on the bed, enjoying them all and mom and dad's snoring and rhythmic breathing.
Thing is I'm stumped. I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong that they keep leaving on these weekend vacations. I'm just as cute, soft and fluffy as always, yet something isn't working the way it used to.
It's a topic to think about another time. Right now the game is on and the Orioles are showing the Yankees who is boss. It puts mom and me in such a good mood. I can't miss this...