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| Thursday, July 12th, 2007 | | 6:46 pm |
DO NOT WANT Man, the humiliation! I go to the V-E-T, and I get all tired and sleepy, they pull out 4 of my teeth, take chunks of skin out of my tummy, and then put me in this thing. I keep bumping into things with it. It's demeaning. What am I, some sort of animal? | | Friday, July 6th, 2007 | | 8:28 pm |
Long time no post
Stupid humans made me go to the V-E-T yesterday, and she was all in my face about my belly--apparently she's concerned it's all red and irritated. They then took me to this room where they cut my claws, gave me a shot, and drew my blood! What's that about? She also said my teeth are in bad shape--well, they eat kibble just fine! Anyway, apparently the humans say I have to go back next week to get my teeth cleaned, and they want to find out what's up with me so I can get either new food or something to fix my belly. I'm looking forward to that--I think I heard her say I might get to eat a kangaroo! Well, I showed them and ochoball on the way home--I peed in the cat jail! They had to take it out back and hose it out! You know I don't like the V-E-T (and yes, I know what that means!) so why do you insist on taking me? | | Monday, March 20th, 2006 | | 8:52 pm |
| | Sunday, April 17th, 2005 | | 5:29 pm |
Basement
Locked in the basement yesterday evening. ochoball kept getting in my face. Jerk. Current Mood: happy | | Saturday, February 12th, 2005 | | 8:55 pm |
Hunger
I'm starving. Like, all the time. They're not feeding me as much. Sure, I'm thinner and can do things like jump and run around, but I'm hungry. I guess the v-e-t said I needed to lose more weight. I'd call her a bitch but she's a v-e-t and knows what that means. Probably should update my userpic. 'Cause I look pretty darn good too. Oh, and the little human can walk now. On two legs like the other ones. So far he still can't catch me, but they say he will soon. Great. At least they tell me I can scratch him if he goes too far. | | Saturday, August 28th, 2004 | | 10:42 pm |
Man
They keep putting crap in my ears. They say there's an infection or something. Sure, I don't scratch my ears as much anymore, but the drops suck. They also are slipping something else into my food. I think it's supposed to keep me from licking my belly. Hah. Oh, and about my food, they're feeding me less. I'm wasting away. The baby's heavier than me now. And about him. Why won't he leave me alone? I should be able to sit right next to him, and not have him tackle me like he's some sort of junior high linebacker. I still don't understand what the fascination is. But today, at least mrfantasy let me cuddle with him while he napped. Just like old times | | Thursday, May 20th, 2004 | | 9:47 pm |
Muahahahaa
It was just sitting there, and I new they were distracted. A smooth, silent, fluid motion, and the garlic bread was mine. mrfantasy makes great garlic bread, it's the butter, you know. Then they took it away from me! I sat there and let the kid pull and twist my fur and this is the thanks I get! Geez. And they were all mad and stuff, like I wasn't just taking what was rightfully mine. They get to eat garlic bread, after all. Oh well, I guess I'll just throw up on something later. That will show them. | | Friday, December 12th, 2003 | | 10:56 pm |
What were they thinking?
So, a couple of months ago, my stupid humans throw me in the car, and dump me in this new building. WTF? It's all scary and empty and stuff. Then they just stay here, day after day. New litterbox location, new food locations, everything's all mixed up. Turns out they apparently bought the place and moved into it. Didn't ask me, didn't tell me, just sprung it on us one afternoon. How's that work? That's not all of it. Then a few weeks later they go away for a few days and bring this thing back. It's like them but smaller--much smaller than me. It makes a lot of noise, all day and all night. They spend all their time with it. Do they play with string with me? Rub my tummy? I'm lucky they remember to feed me, spending all their time with this thing--which, again, I was not consulted about before it was brought into this strange new house. So that last few months have been odd. The small thing is bigger now but still smaller than me. It's quieter and seems to be less trouble. I'll even get near it now, and it's not so bad. I don't see what all the fuss is about, though. Perhaps it will become clear in the future. And the new place isn't bad--sometimes I can be by myself somewhere far away from the people and ochoball so that's good. Sorry I haven't posted in so long. I can never get the computer in this house. | | Saturday, May 24th, 2003 | | 5:02 pm |
Meow
My grandparents are here. They make lots of noise. But, they feed me, so they're okay. I'm gonna go play with my string now. | | Thursday, May 15th, 2003 | | 9:12 pm |
Test
Just seeing if my paws can make this work. The first time I typed on a keyboard, I said bvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvp. My humans still tease me about it. |
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