So I'm trying to figure this out.
Everyone says it's six but I'M five and it used to be five
when I wasn't five yet. I think it's because everyone is
talking about years, not months. Guess they don't write
blogs as much as me.
So Happy New Year to everyone who
celebrates years! And Happy five months old to...ME!
Mommy and Papa have been cleaning
everything and they took down my climbing tree. I never did
get all the way up to that angel! NEXT year! For 2006 the
Astros win the World Series and I get the Angel. Mommy says
it's good to have goals to start the new year. Those ones
are mine. I know Mommy had a list for me, but I like my
goals better. Who wants to stop biting and leave the birds
I'm not growing so much now. I'm still
growing, just not as fast as I was, but I'm getting stronger
and better at everything! I can jump to the top of all the
furniture in Mommy's office where she keeps all the really
shiny stuff! That stuff goes boom and crash if you knock it
off. Sometimes things fall when I walk by them. I found out
I can jump down really far and run even faster too!
Mommy and I are having some issues. She
calls my precious, favorite toy, the yellow ball, my "mangy
old used to be yellow ball!" She tried to take it away last
week! She picked up my wonderful yellow ball and put a dorky
green one with no marks or anything to personalize it, on
the floor. Did she really think she was going to fool me? I
snuck up on the bed where she had MY ball next to her and I
took it back and ran out of the room! Then she did it again
only this time she put them next to each other to try and
trick me! As if! She's given up on trying to trick me into
giving up my yellow ball now!
Grammy wasn't feeling good for a while
and Mommy went to her house for a really long time! I stayed
home with Aunt Azzie and Papa. It's okay to stay with Papa,
because he gives me good canned food and lets me stay up
until 3 or 4 in the morning! But I miss Mommy when she's
gone. Grammy got better and Mommy came home and boy was I
glad to see her!! I ran to her and she held me and I purred
and cuddled and didn't want to get down! Now the last couple
days I've gotten to see Mommy AND Daddy! Mommy gives me
treats and Daddy plays with me a lot. It's the best of both
worlds. They should both stay here with me full time!
I have to go back to the doctor soon.
Mommy and Daddy keep saying "Kaline's surgey" when they talk
about the vet. I don't know what surgey is, but I'm sure I'm
not surgey. I'm energetic and curious, but definitely not
surgey! They also say I don't have to go to the vet right
away, but soon, for my surgey! I guess it's not serious if
I'm surgey, but I am NOT surgey! I think my parents worry
too much! I'll let everyone know how much I weigh and how
much Dr. Colossi laughed at them worrying that I was surgey
after I go see her next time!
For now, I need to do some web surfing to
find out 'zactly what surgey is!