Wednesday, November 5, 2008

It's Getting Wet and Windy

It has been raining and when it rains, it really does pour. The days are getting shorter too and by the time I woke up from my nap, it's already getting dark. I wanted to watch birds but none are to be seen. I wonder if they too, have a nice napping place to go to when they wanted to catch some zzzz. And I wonder if they also have a nice mommy like mine (oh, did I not say I love mommy again..) She was afraid that I might catch a cold so while I was sleeping, she quietly place a soft and warm blankie on me. It felt really good, not because of the blankie, but because mommy planted a warm kiss on my head and whispered that she loves me. I pretended to be asleep but I know mommy loves me lots!

Mommy said that since the weather is changing, she won't be opening the windows for me anymore. Like today, the windows are close shut. Although I still manage to peek outside, nothing feels better than the breeze blowing on my face and tickling my whiskers. But I wouldn't want to get wet too so although I can no longer feel the breeze, I am happy to just sit and keep watch. I won't be seeing much of my birdie friends anymore and I will miss them. Hopefully, soon, they will come fly by my window again.

On another note, I wonder how Sweet-T is doing? Remember the red collar that mommy bought so daddy could put it on him. Hmm..he didn't like it one bit and daddy gave up. He still comes by daddy's work place. He use to come by once or twice a day but now, he seems to be coming more often. Daddy said that Sweet-T is always hungry and daddy's been feeding him lots. Mommy said that we have to get more nom nom for him since we are running low on supplies. Sweet-T is an outside cat so on a day like today, we are very worried about him. Do you think he will be ok outside all by himself? I wonder where is his mommy and daddy..and also if he has a safe place to go to? I feel sorry for him but I know that daddy will take very good care of him. Sweet-T, I am sending you lots of purrs, hoping that you will be safe and warm. We all love you a lot and I really hope that one day, you can come here and live with us.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Mad at Mommy

I am so mad at mommy!! She doesn't trust me, she doesn't think I do a good job at keeping myself clean. Mphh!! I am a cat, grooming myself and making sure I am impeccabaly clean is my nature. Mommy doubted my ability and I felt so betrayed. Just yesterday, as I was busy playing, I spilled mommy's cup of orange juice. Not that I did it on purpose anyway. And I didn't even like OJ! Smelled like dog pee to me. As I was trying to escape that nose pinching smell, I made a dash and *accidently* kicked her glass. I was scared too! She wasn't fuming mad because I spilled her juice but because I got the dog pee all over my fur.

So, I spent the next hour licking and grooming myself frantically. If it were you, you'd do the same too would'nt you? You wouldn't want dog pee on your fur too would you? I tried hard to get rid of the smell but still, it follows me everywhere.

And then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw mommy preparing something. She was so sweet to me, extra sugar and spice. She called me and told me she has yummy treats for me. I hesitated at first but my appetite was aroused and I headed over. HUGE MISTAKE!! After savoring the treat, I felt a mist all over me. Psst! Psst! Psst! And to my horror, I was all wet! She proceeded to massage me and this white foam starting appearing out of nowhere, all over my body, my leg and oh... even my tail! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I screamed and tried to claw my way out, but mommy was too smart for me. She had protective gear! She wore thick gloves, those that are no match for my claws. Miaowwwwww! I screetched, hoping to scare her away. But she was adamant to finish her job! Rub, rub, rub and I was covered in foam. My pride got hurt terribly bad, I felt like a fish out of water. I can't breath, I can't escape, I am trapped!

Surprisingly enough, the foam did get rid of the dog pee (okay, orange juice) smell and leave me smelling pleasant again. She proceeded to dry me off with a very soft towel, combed and brushed me. She even let me have some extra treats. But .. but ... I am still hurt! I vowed not to talk to mommy again.

She came over to say sorry to me this morning but I just walked away. I knew she felt terrible, my ignoring her this way. I am not going to back down. NO! I am so mad at you mommy, you should go sit in a corner and think what you've done wrong.

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