Can you believe it? I am 9 months old
now! In three months, I'll be a cat! But that's nothing
compared to how old Mommy and Daddy are! I'll tell you what
I've found out about them in the last month.
Every girl needs a big brother or two to
look out for her. Last month, Mommy was gone at Daddy's for
a few weeks. I don't like it when she goes away! Not that
it's bad staying with Papa and Aunt Azzie, but I miss Mommy
a lot! I miss my Daddy too when he isn't here, but he's not
here every night, so it's not as bad. Mommy keeps me warm
when I cuddle up with her in bed and she plays with me when
Daddy isn't here. (That's Daddy's job when he is here!) She
gives me Feline Greenies, which Papa doesn't do, and she
scoops. Papa doesn't scoop as good as Mommy does. I like my
box scooped every 2 days.
Anyway, when Mommy was gone, I got an
email from Ohio. My brother Baggle reads my Photoblog. He
was worried after my last blog. He thinks I might have
pubity too! I guess even house cats can get it. He had it
when he was a kitween and then he got surgey too! I guess
it's not uncommon for young cats to get it and it usually
ends up being surgey. I think surgey is advanced pubity or
something. Well, Baggle told me girls get it worse than boys
do. I'm a little scared. Baggle tells me it's dumb to be
scared because lots of cats get it, but I just wished my
Mommy was home after he told me.
I think he was trying to cheer me up by
telling me the secret. Well, it's not a secret anymore
because Baggle told me and now I'm telling the world about
it in my Photoblog. Mommy and Daddy are REALLY OLD! I
thought Aunt Azzie was an old lady. She's 17. Baggle said
Daddy is going to be FORTY next month and then Mommy the
month after. Can you imagine parents so old? No wonder they
don't understand me! Jeez!
Well, when Mommy FINALLY came home to
stay instead of to visit, she brought me flowers! She said
Daddy sent them because they had a new year. (I guess when
you get old you have new years later) So anyway, Daddy sent
me flowers for their holiday. Flowers are pretty and smell
nice for a while, but they are hard to take care of! Our
plants in the window grow and are yummy. Mommy waters the
flowers and they die. I think she gives them too much water.
I can't even see the dirt!
Grammy is over visiting and she's
teaching me about crochet. She's making another afghan and I
sit on her lap and make sure the yarn doesn't move too fast.
Aunt Azzie sits on the couch too, but she just lays next to
Grammy. She's no help at all! Lucky for Grammy that she has
her great-grandkitten assistant!
Well, I need to go make sure all my stuff
in my house is still okay and then I'll help Grammy crochet