Oh you know what? Today the Mom an the Dad stuck me inside a not very nice box and then took me outside, which would have been a lot more fun if I had a stroller like Skeezix, and then they put me and Max inside the box with the rolling wheels and they took us to the stabby place! I don't know why Max didn't warn me that was going to happen but a little before we went there the Mom shoved something in his mouth and said "OK, go to your happy place" and you know what he did? He got inside his plastic tomb without anyone making him and he was all sleepy and said "Doooooood...Ohhhhhhh...niiiiiiice" and the next thing I know we're going for a ride. We didn't get to see the bald guy even though Max said that's the stabby person that always shoves things up his butt, but we got to see a very nice lady who said I was a pretty boy and she loved my long tail and my pretty green eyes and I was thinking this was a nice place to go, but then she stabbed me. That was a disappointment, finding out she was a stabby person, too. After she was done stabbing me she said I was a very good boy, and I think I was because I didn't bite anyone even though I could have, and she told the Mom and the Dad that she wanted to leave Max in his tomb because she was going to need help with him and when the other lady picked up Max's tomb he said "Dooooood....I'm gonna pooooooop!" and he did! He pooped so they had to clean it up and then the lady stabbed him THREE times and looked in his ears and stuff the same way she did me, but the good thing all around was nothing got shoved up anyone's butt today. And she said I'm a very big boy, fifteen whole pounds, but I'm not fat and Max is 16 pounds but he is really fat and I thought that was funny but he must have been insulted because he peed in his tomb and I don't think he thought that one through because they didn't take him out of the tomb after he did that so he had to sit in his own pee until we got back into the box with the rolling wheels when the Mom put a towel in there so he wouldn't have to sit in pee. It wasn't all that bad but I'm glad we don't have to go back for a whole year. Well, Max might if his zits don't clear up, but I'm good for the year!
It's My Birthday!!!
I'm three years old!
The Mom and the Dad made me a kitty crack toy! You know the cartoom "Mutts" and the little pink sock that the mkitty on it ikes so much? I have one of my very own! Well, I really have TWO, but I'm going to let Max play with one on account of he's a crackhead and the socks are filled with really good nip!
This is what Max got for me! It's a sack and it goes crinkle, crinkle, crinkle when you get in it. I think it's going to be at least 15 kinds of fun, especially if we can figure out how to get it upstairs so we can play with it right by the Mom when she's sleeping.
Oh And there's going to be more! The Dad has SHRIMPS for us! I like shrimp a little bit so I'll eat a piece to be polite, but Max really like shrimp so it'll be really special for him.
Now that I'm 3, I think I'm a mancat. Right? Max says I'm a medium mancat but I think I'm all mancat now. Maybe he means I'm medium because he's so much fatter than me...? That must be it.
There are more pictures at the Mom's Flickr thingy. They didn't upload in order but she made a set and they're in order there. Go see!
Oh wow, I don't think Max has been this mad since the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad brought me home...
We fixed the Mom! She felt really really bad and was trying to get her toenails to come up through her stomach and out her mouth so we took turns sitting on her and a little while ago I was sitting on her and Max came up and hit me in the head with his mighty paw and she said "You know what, guys, I feel much better now" so it worked! I'm glad it worked because I saw what she was doing to get her toenails to do that and it didn't look like any kind of fun, and it didn't even work! Her toenails are still on her toes! I don't know why she wanted to try that but Max says not to think about it to hard because it's a people thing and we'll never understand why they sometimes try to puke their toenails up. I still might purr on top of her tonight while she's asleep, just in case.
