We had sunspots today! I waked up this morning and went downstairs, and there they were, all over the room that has the floor I like to slide on and the couch the Mom says I've ruined with my claws! She opened cans of Stinky Goodness for me and Max, and then I stretched out in a sunspot and let it make my tummy all warm.
Later on the Mom and the Dad were outside where we could see them and the back door was open but the screen thingy was there, and I tried and tried to push it open so I could go out with them but I couldn't get it to move. The Mom said I was a smart kitty because she knew what I was trying to do. And she said she wants to see how much a kitty catwalk is so we can come out and not worry about the rude outside kitties. the Dad said just get harnessessessess and leashes but she thinks the other kitties would attack us.
I hope they can find them because that would be fun.
Looky!
Max and me got presents today from a kitty named Abby! He said she was our Secret Paw! That was lots and lots of fun and a lot like Christmas AND a birthday!
One more of me!
You can see my new neck thingy!
And Max says there's more pictures on his bloggy thingy.
Thank you Abby and all your brothers and sisters!
First the Mom took my neck thingy off and then rubbed my neck and that felt good and then she went somewhere with the Dad and I was running around the house thinking I was free and I would never have neck itchies again and I was all happy and then you know what? She came back and had a NEW neck thingy and made me wear it even though I kept saying "Nooooo!" and kept trying to get away from it but she didn't give up and since she's bigger than me she made me have it on. She says it's a very pretty blue color but I don't care, I don't want it and now I'm just MAD at her.
Yesterday, I had a bug to play with, and I was having a lot of fun playing with the bug, and I batted it around and pinned it against the wall and then let it down and then hit it some more and pinned it on the wall again and you know what? The Other Dad took it away and he killed it! Then he putted it in the trash can and took the trash outside! Before I was done playing with it!
The Mom thought it was a good thing! He told her it was a yellow jacket and she was all happy that he took it away from me because it might have bited me back, but it wasn't very big so it couldn't have very big teeth. I was really really mad and I wanted my bug back, but then Max said that was a bug that would make the Mom sick if it bited her, and he said he doesn't know for sure but he thinks it has a thing in its butt that would hurt me if I got poked with it.
But I was having lots of fun until the Other Dad took it away.
I was gonna write all about how the Mom just went out and got us a new water fountain thingy because she said the old one was gross and it was never going to get clean enough for her to feel okay about us drinking out of it again because the water here makes things gross and the new one is all bright and sparkly and the water tastes better, but I'm not.
No, when I was downstairs thinking about the new water fountain thingy, a kitty came to the back door and I chased it away! I made my fur all big and I stood up on my back legs and pounded my front paws on the window and made so much noise that the Mom came running down to see what was wrong because she thought I'd hurted myself or something. Then she looked out the window and said, "That was a nice kitty, Buddah. She just wanted to come see you." But Max said the outside kitties are rude kitties and now I'm big enough to scare them away! Then the Mom said "You know, that's a girl kitty. Maybe she wants to be your girlfriend." Well I don't know about that. But maybe next time I'll let her say something before I get all GO AWAY on her.
The Mom asked "Why can't I got into the bathroom without you?" and then the Dad told her that I tried to get in there with him, too. So the Mom asked again, "Is there a reason we can't go potty without your help?" so I said "You can go without me I just want to watch the water go swirl swirl swirl and then gurgle." I don't think that mattered though because a little while ago she went in and closed the door and I didn't get to watch it go swirl swirl swirl and I heard it gurgle without me. I'm not hurting anything when I'm in there so why can't I go in every time?
We got sunspots today! And some of the windows are open so I'm running from one room to the other and feeling the breeze and then running down the stairs as loud as I can and then back up the stairs as loud as I can and then jumping on the climbing tower and pushing Max off, and then running to the windows again! Oh! And the Mom moved our climbing tower so it's right in front of the window so we can sit on it and see outside side and we can watch the woofy next door. He doesn't like us there. He can see us so he goes WOOF WOOF WOOF and doesn't stop and it really makes the Mom uh noid because she can't think with WOF WOOF WOOF all the time, but she says it's not his fault it's just how woofies are.
Oh! Oh! Oh! I hadded a birthday today! No one told me I was having a birthday, and then when Max said "It's your birthday!" I said "Yay!" and then "What's a birthday?" He said it's the most amazing day a kitty can have, next to Christmas. And that I was probably too little to remember how we let the Mom sleep late on her birthday. And THEN he said "You're going to get a special dinner tonight! And PRESENTS!" and then I said "YAY!" really loud.
Then the Dad gotted up to feed us and he said Happy Birthday. And then when the Mom gotted up she gave me kisses and said I was the birthday boy! And she mumbled something about how she thinks she's insane, but Max said that's ok, we already knew that about her.
Max was nice to me ALL DAY. And he was right, there was a special dinner and he got some too. It was meat that the Dad cooked outside (but it's ok, he didn't let any birdies poop on it) and shrimp. I ated it ALL and I wanted a little more shrimp but Max said No, be cool, because shrimp is like kitty crack to the Dad and he would have some later, and if we were good we'd get more and we can't be too greedy even on our birthday, plus if I had too much I'd throw up.
After dinner I got presents! I got 4 of them! The Mom and the Dad played with us for a long time, and Max played a lot, too! And he played all nice, we took turns trying to catch the flying thingy toy I gotted, and sometimes we tried to catch it together. Oh and Max said he couldn't go shopping because the Mom is hogging all his money again plus he doesn't know how to make the car go, so he said my present from him was a secret. He whispered "For a great big pain in the butt, you make a pretty good little brother and I'm mostly glad you're here." But it's a secret! As soon as I find out what a secret is, I'll tell you!
I had the best birthday ever. And there are lots of picture, just click on the one below and it will take you to a page the Mom made. She said to click on the little pictures to see the big ones, cause the little ones are all squished to load faster.
Thank you everyone for saying Happy Birthday to me! I don't comment on a lot of blogs but I read them over Max's shoulder and he says that's ok, he talks enough for two kitties. Having so many kitty friends is pretty cool, too!
Heh that's dinner!
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This morning I wanted to get into the Other Dad's room but the door was closed because he was sleeping so I meowed lot and when it didn't open I tried to open it all by myself. I gotted both paws on the round turning thingy and tried to make it turn like the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad can do but I couldn't get a grip on it. The Mom came and said "No, Buddah, he's sleeping," and she said I could come in with her because she wasn't ready to be out of bed just yet but I didn't want to, I wanted to go into the Other Dad's room because he has the best window to look out of so I went to the litter box instead. Then I decided that the fuzzy blanket would be nice to curl up on so I went into the room with the Mom and she petted me and let me curl up on top of her and she said, "You really are a clever little boy, and pretty soon I bet you'll be able to open a door." But you know what? She's not happy about that because she's afraid I'll open the wrong door and go outside.
Tonight, we gotted our snack a little early, and after we eated it I went upstairs, and you know what? The Mom was digging in our litter box! I sat there and watched her and she said "What?" but I was so surprised to see her playing with poop that I didn't say anything, so she dug around some more and said "I'm looking for hidden treasure. I keep hoping one of you will start pooping gold."
Can we really do that???
You know what? When there are no sun spots to nap in, and outside it looks all icky, and the rain is coming out of the sky, sleeping right in the middle of the big bed with the fuzzy blanket is really, really nice.
Max said I had to say this 'cause he said I wasn't being an honest kitty. But honest, I is a kitty! Okay.
The Other Dad never ever chases me with the broom. And the Other Dad does not hit me with the broom. I was just embarrassed 'cause I didn't remember the broom. But I never get hit with anything, not even hands.
Okay.
Now we know.
Max says I hafta take a bath now.
I think I'm being punished.
Everybody is laughing 'cause they think I'm ascared of the broom, 'cause I used to play with it and bite it, but what they don't know, is when no one else is home, the Other Dad chases me and hits me with it!
The Mom and the Dad went to the place where they have toys, I know they were there because the bag they brought back said PETCO and that means TOYS. But all they had in it was a fishy, and they won't let me play with the fishies. All I get to do is look at them. The Mom says I have enough new toys but I don't think a kitty can ever have enough new toys. But she did says she wanted to buy more toys but thought she should wait until I kill another one.
And this morning, there was a ride kitty in the back yard, and I chased him away all by myself! I did just like Max showed me. I made myself really puffy and big and I slapped the windows with my paws really loud, and I even GROWLED! The Dad said he never heard me growl before. I don't think I ever have, not like that. But it worked, 'cause the rude kitty went away. Max said "Well done, grasshopper." What's a grasshopper?
Tonight, I sitted on the Mom's lap, and then I laid down, and Max wanted in her lap but I was there first, so he got really mad. The Dad said "Come sit in my lap, Max" so Max did but he was still really mad and kept looking at the Mom with his eyes all slitty which means "Die die die!" I stayed there a long time just to make him madder. Later I got down and he coulda gotten up but he was off in the litter box, so when he came back and saw her lap was empty I ran and got back in it. He was all mad and I was all HA HA HA! He got to sit on her lap ater, but after he was there for a little bit she had to get up. Max is not a happy kitty tonight but it's kind of funny.
Looky! We gotted a new toy!
clicky to biggify
I gotted to it first, and Max wasn't happy so he tried to squishy me. And there was a toy INSIDE the toy! So I played with it and turned the new toy upside down to try to pull it out. Then Max wanted to try to get in it but he's so long that he couldn't get his whole body in it to turn around. And it wasn't even because he's fat! Even though he is fat. He got mad and walked away and when he turned around he said GIVE ME SOME TREATS CUZ I AM MAD! There was kitty crack all over the floor but that wasn't enough, he wanted crunchy treats. So the Dad got some. And then he sitted on another toy and pretended like he didn't care even though he did. I can get inside and turn around and lie down. I likes it! I feel bad for Max, though, because he really wants to fit in it, too. And he said I need to play with it lots because before I know it I'll be too tall, too.
If I get to tall, too, he says the Dad might make us a bigger one. 'cause the Dad knows how to make stuff like that.
There haven't been any sun spots to nap in the last couplea days and I miss them a lot. I think Max misses them, too. Today we both took naps on top of the Mom because she was nice and warm and she said we made her nice and warm, too. Last night I wasn't looking for sun spots but I got cold so I slept on top on the Mom until she got up to make the chirping thingy in the ceiling be quiet. I kind of wanted her to get back in bed and be warm for me again, but Max decided it was time to eat and he wouldn't stop talking until she fed us. And he can be really loud so there's no sleeping when Max is busy demanding. It was ok since I got to sleep on her later and we got beef Stinky Goodness for breakfast. But I am going to sleep on her tonight, I think. Maybe she'll let me under the blanket.
You know what? When it's nice outside and the Mom and the Dad have some windows open, there are a lot of woofies outside! I went to look out one window, and there was a little woofy in the back yard next door. He was just playing so he was fun to watch. But there's another woofy behind us, and he's bigger, and all he does is woof and woof and woof and woof, and we all really just want him to be quiet!
The Mom was sitting here a little while go and asked the Other Dad if it would be mean to buy a Barker Breaker and stick it in the back yard cause she's tired of hearing Woof Woof Woof alla the time. The Other Dad thinks the woofy won't shut up because he can see me and Max in the window, but the Mom says he woofs all the freaking time and she's not happy.
I don't like that woofy very much because he hurts my ears.
And Max isn't happy because he saw some Sticky Little People out the window, but he says they're the wrong Sticky Little People. I dunno, they look okay to me. And they were nice to their little woofy. I bet they would be nice to a kitty, too.
Looky!
Hahahahahaha!
I took one of the nice kitty crack toys we gotted, and I took it into the bathroom, and I got it open and gotted it all over the floor! I even ate some of it! It was lots of fun and I didn't even get in trouble 'cause I didn't rip the shiny bag open! And I shared it with Max. He likes to lick it up sometimes too.
Tonight when we gotted our snack, he couldn't finish it! I ate all of mine and still wante a little bit, so I sneaked up to see if I could stick my face into his plte and get a bite, but I was afraid he was going to bite me, but he didn't. He scooched over and let me have some! he sighed really hard and sat up to stretch and he wanted to try to finish it because it was his favorite Stinky Goodness of All time, forever and forever, but then the Mom picked the plate up and said she didn't want Max to make himself sick. So she threw it out and then let me lick all the crumbs off the plate.
Now Max is all sleepy and I think I am going to go find a place to curl up too. I need rest so I can kill another toy tomorrow.
The Mom asked me why she's not allowed unsoopervised visits to the bathroom. I don't know! I don't even know what that means! All I know is that when she's in a room and the door is closed I have to stick my paws under it and say "Hey! Let me in!" and if I can get there before the door closes, then she pets me and says how cute I am. But I can't answer her question, and it's confusing because I thought the Mom and the Dad were allowed anything they wanted.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Did you see it? Did you see it? There were woofies on the picture box today! Max says they were baby woofies and all they were doing was playing together all day on the Puppy Bowl! And even though they're woofies, it was funny to see and don't tell anyone but I kinda wanted to play with them. They rolled around and jumped on each other and no one got mad when they bit a little bit. It looked like lots of fun. I tried to get Max to play like that but he said not now, maybe we will on the second Tuesday of next week. I better rest up so that I can win!
Ohhhh...Max is really mad cause the Mom said that he's fat! He thinks he's just got big bones. I don't wanna say so, but I'm pretty sure he's just fat.
He's really worried that the Mom and the Dad are going to take away his favorite food. I won't like that either. I really like his favorite food. It's squishy and stinky and tastes like fish! I think. I've never had a real fish I don't think. Does it taste like chicken? I don't really like chicken very much, but the otehr night the Mom and the Dad had some chicken and they gave us each a tiny taste and Max thought he was going to get mine, so I ate it instead!
Maybe if Max doesn't get to eat so much it won't hurt when he sits on me. Last night he sitted on me and it hurt so much I had to cry out for the Mom. She shook a finger at him and said "Stop sitting on Buddah!" but he didn't care. I hope when I'm bigger I make him cry when I sit on him. Just so he knows how it feels. He says it's fair because my teeth and claws hurt, but it's not my fault he doesn't have claws and he doesn't bite.
Today, after we had dinner and were almost sleepy, the Mom started moving more stuff around! I waked myself up and went in there and asked "What are you doing?" but she didn't hear me I think because she didn't answer, so I jumped up on top of the bookcase she was trying to move and said "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" and she laughed and said "you're not really helping me, Buddah." But I wasn't TRYING to help I was TRYING to get her to tell me what she was doing! Then Max came in and said, "It's a human thing, you wouldn't understand" so I decided to just run around like my butt was on fire, and she noticed because she said, "Are you going to just run around like your butt is on fire or are you going to help me?" I kept running so I guess she had her answer.
She moved everything from one room into another room and everything from the other room into the first room! The table with the rolly balls is in a whole new place! But I wasn't worried this time because I knew we weren't moving. Max says she just has to move things around sometimes because she has no life.
I like the way things are now because I can slide all the way across the floor! I can run down the stairs really fast and stop at the bottom and I just slide and slide! It's like FIVE kinds of fun! I'll have to ask Max to count them all for me.
Today I walked up to the Mom and said, "Pick me up!" and she looked down at me and said, "Say please," so I did! I made a tiny meow and she knew what it meant and she picked me up and carried me around the kitchen with her until Max came in and said, "Get off my Woman!" so I wiggled so the Mom would put me down but not because Max said to get down, I did it because I wanted to chase him, so I did! He runned and everything! He also chased me around and then up the stairs where the Mom went to get on her computer and I ran into a bedroom but Max didn't follow me, so I turned around to see where he was and I didn't see him so I went out of the bedroom and you know where he was? He was hiding behind a box and when he heared me coming he jumped out and went "BOO!" and I jumped REALLY high. That made the Mom laugh a lot. I bet she wouldn't have laughed if I had peed all over the rug! Or maybe she would cause it was really funny. And then I chased Max some more.
Oh! I remembered to play with the Dad! He got my favorite toy and throwed it for me, and I brought it back so he could throw it again, and I brought it back again and we did that for a long long time, like 5 minutes! He throwed it maybe a million times! He still says I'm like a woofy, but he thinks that's a good thing even though I don't. Maybe it's just the name of the game! It's the Woofy Game! The Mom was watching and laughing and said I am way too cute. She might be right!
Tonight, I was playing with the Dad, and he was throwing toys for me and I was chasing them and I was having a really good time, but then he said he had to go to work so he stopped playing with me, but I wasn't done! I have to wait until tomorrow to play with him some more but I think I might forget about it by then and he'll go to bed and sleep without playing with me some more and then I'll remember but I won't be able to get into the bedroom to remind him we weren't done playing! I don't want to go play with Max, because sometimes Max bites back.
I spended all day long sleeping on the bed with the fuzzy blanket, 'cause the Mom was there all day sleeping, too. When she waked up she picked me up and told me what a good boy I was for keeping an eye on her. Should I tell her I was just sleeping there 'cause she made the bed super warm and the rest of the house was cold? I'da been a good boy if I knew I was supposed to. Max says to stop being a suck up. But really I woulda been good and watched her if someone had told me I needed to.
I am not having a very good day. Well it was good until tonight when there was a new kitty crack toy and Max got it first and I wanted it and was going to try to get it, but the Mom said no and when I tried to get it anyway she picked me up and made me stay in a room with the Other Dad for FIVE whole minutes!
And then later the Mom and the Dad moved stuff around in a room so it doesn't look the same and I was all confused and thought maybe we were moving again and I don't want to move because I like this place but then they were done and we were still here but I still don't like it because now I can't lie on the fuzzy blanket and look out the door down the hall! I want them to put it back but they just walked away and didn't hear me say so.
Max said I could have the toy now but then he said he spit all over it. I hope tomorrow is more fun.
It looks like Max is choking me, doesn't it?
But really, he's giivng me a bath.
See? But I'm not happy about it, not at all.
I tried to lick back, but that's when he let me go...so I RUNNED!
Tonight the Dad had a hamguber and saved some for me and Max. But you know what? I don't like hamguber. I sniffed it but walked away and the Mom said "If you walk away Max is going to eat it" but I figured someone might as well have it because I wasn't going to eat it. I was disappointed because it was supposed to be like a treat. Maybe I'll get a better treat later. Something that stinks better than hamguber.
Looky. I tried to wrap myself up so I could give myself to the Mom and the Dad as a present. I was even gonna give them my favorite toy! But I couldn't get the paper to stick in one place and then I was afraid I'd never get to play with my favorite toy again. Max said I needed tape, but I'm not allowed to play with the tape. And then he said to spit on the paper and it would stick, but I couldn't get enough spit to come out. I asked him to spit on the paper for me, but then the Mom and the Dad were sitting down at the table to have dinner, and we really needed to go see what they were eating and if we could have some. They were eating pork chops and I wanted to try it but Max said those taste like butt, and I wanted to know who's butt, but he said it didn't matter, a butt's a butt and they all taste nasty. So we didn't get any of their dinner and I didn't get myself all wrapped up, but I did get to play with my toy!
I don't think the Dad likes me very much. He thinks I'm a woofy! When he throws toys I chase them and bring them back so he can throw them again, and he said I was just like a woofy! He picks me up and pets me and tells me I'm a good boy, and he plays with me and sneaks me treats when no one is looking, and he lets me crawl under the blankets when he's in bed so I can get all warmed, but calling me a woofy can't be a good thing.
The Mom can growl! She was putting stuff on the bed, and Max tried to help by jumping on it every time she put one thing down, and she kept picking him up and putting him on the floor, and when she wanted to put the fuzzy blanket that Max says is his on it and he jumped up, she growled! She went Rrrrrrrrrrrr just like a mad kitty, and picked him up and said "You are not helping, Max!" Max said she was just being stoopid, but I wasn't taking any chances, so I ran.
I've got so many new toys from Santa, and sun spots to sleep in, and Max to chase, that I just don't have enough time to write things! Really, there's so much to do and not enough kitty time to do it all!
Oh, and if you poke Max on the forehead with your paw, then back away, then poke him again, he gets really mad! And it's funny! I just have to say "I'm touching you, I'm touching you!" and poke him and then the fun starts. Well, fun for me...
Ok, so the Mom says it's a new year. I wanted to know what that was and I asked, but all she did was reach down and pet my head, and I liked that, but it didn't help any. So later on when she was in bed I asked Max, and Max said "It's just a way that People measure time."
I didn't get it so he also said, "It's like today is a birthday. And next year this day will be another birthday. So a year has gone by. It's a new year."
So then I asked "Does that mean I'm a year old now?" and Max said "No, it's just a People thing. You turn a year old on your birthday and I think that's in about 3 months."
Then the Mom said "Will you two please be quiet?" because we were in the room and right next to the bed.
I asked Max how long 3 months is and he said it's a little longer than how much time it was from when we moved into here until Santa came. And when I asked how many sleeps that was, he didn't know! He said that's probably higher than any kitty can count! Maybe two bajrillion!
Then the Mom said, "Seriously. Be quiet before I lock both of you out of here."
Then Max said, "She's too lazy to get out of bed to do it."
Then I asked what happens on my birthday and you know what Max said? There will be presents! Just like from Santa, only from the Mom and the Dad! Then he said, "Go play with the window. If she's going to be mad, she might as well have something to be mad about."
So I did!
Then I ran before she could get out of bed because I don't think she was very happy.
Looky!
The Mom made my blog look dfferent!
I got a time out today! Max and I were playing, and we were being really loud, and he was growling, and I was trying to ride him, and the Mom got mad and then made me go stay in a room with the Dad until we calmed our asses down! I tried and tried but since no one told me what an asses is I couldn't calm it down, so I took a nap instead.
Oh. I got locked in a closet today. I was in there for a long, long time--the Mom said it was for FIFTEEN minutes! It was dark and I didn't like it at all, so I tried to open the door myself, but I couldn't do it so then I tried to jump and knock the door open, but all that did was be very noisy and the Mom could hear it but she thought I was in another room scratching the wall and kept saying "Stop doing that, Buddah. Don't make me come in there, Buddah." Well I didn't stop it so she came to look, and didn't see me in the other room. So I did it again and she realized she locked me in the closet! She said she was sorry and then maybe I'd learn to not go in there. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. But I bet I do.
Santa camed! He brought us lots of toys, too! There was a BIG box of Max's favorite crunchy treats and a new octopus toy and a blue thingy with feathers on it and a mousie that goes WHIRRRRRR when the Mom or the Dad or the Other Dad pulls its tail and that was just in the great big sock! After we gotted our toys and treats the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad ripped paper off stuff that was under the tree and made balls and threw it for us to chase! I didn't know what I wanted to play with the most. At first I had to play with my new octopus toy because I just HAD to, but then I started playing with the paper and it was LOTS of fun! Max played too!
Max and I were real good last night waiting for Santa. Well, mostly we were good. At 4 in the morning, and I know it was 4 because the Mom said "Max, it's four in the morning!" Max stood on the stairs and started singing really really loud. Then after the Dad was awake but he wasn't going downstairs so we couldn't either to see what Santa left, I got all excited and started running up and down the hall. I ran so fast and so hard that I kind of threw the bedroom door open and sailed onto the bed and waked the Mom up. But she wasn't mad! She just grumbled "You're not excited, are you?" and then got up! And that's when we got to go down and see what Santa left!
We gotted so tired after running around and playing this morning that we had to take a nap, and the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad went out for a while to see a movie whatever a movie is and then when they came home I ran around a whole bunch more, and then I gotted to eat HAM. I gotted turkey too but I liked the ham better.
Max says it's a good thing Christmas is only once a year because if it were more I would explode all over the place.
I hope everyone else had a Merry Christmas. And Happy Hannukah, cause today is day 1 and Max says that's EIGHT days of fun!
SANTA COMES TONIGHT!!! SANTA COMES TONIGHT!!! SANTA COMES TONIGHT!!!
This morning, I waked the Mom up by trying to get the thingy on the window open, and she picked me up and put me outside the door, but I went back in and did it again, so she picked me up and put me out the door and then she shutted it! I couldn't get back in! So she went to bed, and you know what? Max was in there and then HE got up and tried to open the thingy on the window! So she gave up and got out of bed and got dressed and said we were both little poops but she used another word but I don't think she was really mad.
Then when she was downstairs Max said to me "Guess what?" and I said "What?" and he said "Tomorrow is Christmas, so Santa will come tonight while everyone is asleep!"
Well I got so excited I thought I was going to pop so I had to run. I ran down the hall and into a bedroom and I turned around and ran back down the hall and then down the stairs and through the room with the table that has balls on it and into another room and then the kitchen and then the room where the tree is, and then I had to do it all over again! But the next time I went from the room with the table that has balls into another room I knocked over a footstool thingy and a lamp, so the Mom said "Buddah, stop!" I had to run back upstairs because I was still going to pop, but I ran into the room where the Dad was playing with his computer and sat in the window. She camed up the stairs to tell him that I'm insane but that I did't break the lamp. But I can't help it because SANTA COMES TONIGHT!!!
Max says there's only three days until Santa brings us presents! And you know what? He's going to bring something for the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad, too! And what's funny? Santa's going to stick their presents inside socks! I asked him if we needed to get some socks out of the dirty clothes basket after they all go to sleep because they don't just leave their socks lying around unless one of them sees I want to play with one, but Max said no and then showed me these giant socks they hung up on a door. Those are the biggest socks I have ever seen! I think Max and I could both get into one of them together! I tried to reach up and play with the biggest sock but the Mom saw and said "No no Buddah, we don't play with that." Max turned around and said "well we do" but I don't think she heard him. Then later on she was wrapping a present for some people I never seen before and I helped her! I tried to bite the paper and I touched it with my paw and it stuck to me, and she said "You are such a big help, Little Man." And then she wrapped a present for someone I meeted a while back and was a little scared of, but she still let me help. Then later she made Max take a medicine for his bad tummy and gave us really good Stinky Goodness, and Max said that today is almost over, so tomorrow it will only be TWO days til Santa comes, and that's only about 20 sleeps! But one thing he doesn't know, do I have to take a bath for Christmas?
I was on the bed with the Mom and I saw Max in his bed and jumped down to give him a hug and you know what he did? He threw his paw around my neck and made me stay there while he licked my head ALL OVER! I kept trying to wiggle away but he wouldnt let go and licked and licked and nibbled until my head was all wet! The Mom didn't even stop him! She just laughed and said "You just got kitty noogies, Little Man." I didn't think it was funny at all.
Oh! Oh! Oh! We gotted presents! Looky! Max maked a whole page for everyone to see!
THANK YOU SECRET SANTA PAWS!
It's really hard to get behind the tree now. There are all kinds of shiny boxes under it and they block my way. I'd like to get back there but I'd have to climb on the shiny boxes and Max says that would really get me in trouble because my claws might rip them open, and they're presents for the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad and they want them to stay unripped open until Christmas. Max says none of them are for us but that's ok because Santa will bring us presents. I wanted to know why the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad gotted presents already and Max says they like to get stuff for each other but they're too old for Santa to bring them anything more than a teethy cleaning thingy and maybe some candy. He says we get Santa presents because we're still young. I asked him when we would be too old for Santa to bring us stuff and he said not to worry about it because to the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad we'll always be young enough and that's what Santa goes by. He said there used to be a dog who got stuff from Santa right up until he went to the Rainbow Bridge. I wanted to know where that was but Max says that's not for little kitties to worry about, all I have to think about is what Santa might bring me. I think about that but I'm really thinking about how I can get behind the tree again!
Max was really nice to me while he was esplaining stuff, but then he jumped on me and bit me on the neck. I said "Santa can see you do that!" and he said "Santa will appreciate it." That's when I cried really loud for the Mom to hear and Max gotted in trouble! She said "No biting!" and Max meowed right back at her, he said, "Kiss my furry black butt!" but she just turned around and walked away!
I don't think she listens to Max very much.
I bited the tree.
I couldn't help it.
But it doesnt taste very good.
Max is mad because I won't climb the tree. I want to, but the Mom and the Dad both said "No!" and I don't want them to be mad at me. I don't want Max to be mad at me either, but they're bigger than both of us.
I like to get under the tree look up because it's a sparkly. But I don't like to get in trouble so I'm trying hard to not play with it.
The hanging thingies on it are very pretty, though, and I don't know how long I can go without taking one off and batting it around. I hope if I do the Mom and Dad won't get too mad.
Looky!
We gotted the tree!
There's thingies on it to bat around, and it does sparkly things at night. Its fun to loo at and sit under, but I haven't tried to climb up it yet. Max says to wait to do that. First I have to make the Mom and the Dad think I don't want to.
There's other pictures of us too. Max showded the link of his blog but if you didn't see it the pictures are right here. I like the new table because it has balls I can play with, but you better not get on it when the Mom or the Dad are playing with the balls or you get owies. We don't get yeled at for getting on the table because the Mom says it's a cheap assed table and we can't hurt it. Max says Oh Yes We Can!
Max and I are trying to count how many sleeps there are until Santa comes. He thinks it's a bajrillion, but I think it's only 52.
There were new people in the house today! I wanted to meet them better, but honestly, I was a little afraid. Max says they're the Dad's parents and I should be nice to them, but I wasn't sure so I kept running away from them. Max likes them and he went into the living room to say hi and rub on their legs. The Dad's dad brought this really big thingy that makes noise sometimes. There's a picture of it here. I'm not allowed to get near it. I got to sniff it once but that was it. I would like to explore it some more but if I do the Mom is going to reach down my throat and grab my tail from the inside and turn me inside out! I don't think I would like that very much. And oh! She said they're going to bring the tree inside soon! Max says I can have fun playing with it instead of the big noise thingy!
Today the Mom and the Dad moved stuff around, so it's like a whole new place again! There are lots more places to jump and run and it's at least 5 kinds of fun. I tried to count them but I can only count to 3 but I'm pretty sure it's at least 5. Max wasn't happy about it but I bet he's going to like it later. When the Mom was trying to go up the stairs he plopped right down in front of her on a stair and wouldn't move. She called him a little poop but she used a bad word and not poop, but she was laughing so I don't think she was mad. Max says he's going to poop on her pillow but I don't believe him. I think he's going to make it all toothy instead!
Oh Oh Oh Max telled me about SANTA CLAWS today! He said he learned about Santa from Timmy last year and that Timmy was right! There's this old guy that goes into kitty's houses on Chrisymas and gives them presents if they've been good! He said we've been as good as kitties who like to bite each other can be so we'll get a new toy! I asked when Chrisymas was and he said a few weeks, and that's a million and a half sleeps!
Oh oh oh! And we might get a tree INSIDE the house! He says we're not SUPPOSED to climb on it or play with it or chew on it but the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad can't watch it all the time, so we'll get to. I can't wait to see a tree inside the house! And And And he says there will be THINGIES on the tree to bat around and play with! If we di it right we can get them off the tree and bat them around on the floor!
I'm so exicted I have to go to the litterbox before I pee right here!
If Max ever asks if you want to play Dracula, SAY NO!!!
I made Max happy! Today the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad went somewhere and when they came back they had a special food treat for us, and Max was all excited because he wanted this treat really badly and didn't think he was going to get it so when the Mom gave it to us I took a couple of bites and thinked it was okay but not so good that I wanted it as bad as Max did so I letted him have mine and then he was super happy!
I hope this doesn't mean Max is going to try to give me a bath tonight because I taked one all by myself earlier but he has this thing about making me take a bath and using his tongue to do it to be sure I get the stinkies off my head.
But I made Max happy and he says Santa Claus saw it. And I don't know who that is but Max says he'll esplain it to me and that it will make me really happy and excited too!
Guess what? 'Cause I don't always finish my Stinky Goodness, and I keep tryin' to lick Max's plate, the Mom decided I didn't like my kitten food anymore, and she was right because I think I'm a big boy now, so tonight I got to have MAX'S kind of Stinky Goodness! And it was really, really, really good! I eated it faster than Max eated his! Now my tummy is all full and I'm happy and sleepy and we're going to go take a nap! But I wasn't sick or nothing, I just wasn't finishing my food because I didn't like it very much anymore.
The Mom and the Dad said they have lots of cans of kitten food still but there's no point in making me try to eat it so they're gonan take it to the Espeeseeay, the place they gotted me from! They think other kitties will like it lots. I don't remember a lot about it but I know I woulda eated anything then because I was always hungry and I bet those kitties are too.
Looky!
This was the new toy the Mom said was waiting in the new place for us. And it was! It's right by a window so if we don't feel like playing with it we can sit on it and watch stuff outside. The balls make a funny crunchy sound when I hit them. Max doesn't seem to want to play with it, he just likes to see out the window.
And then yesterday, the Mom brought me a NEW toy!
It's a fuzzy! And it makes a tinkle tinkle sound when I play with it. This is my favorite toy of all time! 
See? It's tons of fun on the stairs. I hope I don't kill it because it's the best toy EVER!
Oh! Last night, there was a kitty that came to the back door! He sat out there and looked inside and stared at me! I didn't know what to do because I never saw that kitty before so I just stood there and got really scared because he didn't seem like a nice kitty, not at all. Then his ears went back and he started hissing and snarling at me and I got really scared and really didn't know what to do, so I backed up a little, and then Max was there! Max got right up to the door and put his ears back, and then he made his fur get all puffy, and he started hissing and spitting and making funny grunting sounds and he got right in between me and the bad kitty! When the bad kitty didn't go away Max took both his front paws and banged on the door and made a loud GO AWAY noise, and the bad kitty runned away!
The Mom was watching and she said Max was a very good boy for making the bad kitty go away, and said she could have helped but Max did a better job than she would. I was still scared so she picked me up and said it was okay because even though I'm a big boy I don't know a lot about other kitties and someday I would. Max let her pet his head but he stayed by the door to make sure the other kitty wouldn't come back. The Mom was very proud that he protected me.
Max says I'm HIS kitty to be mean to and no one else gets to. I think that means I have to let him sit on me again. But that's ok because then we can play!
Max pushed me down the stairs. I rolled and rolled and then he ran after me and jumped on me, so we rolled around on the floor and then he chased me all around the house. It was fun!
I founded the mousie!!! The Mom and the Dad said they made him move out before we got here, but the other morning, I founded him! He wasn't what I expected, though. He was under the hot box in the kitchen so I pulled him out, and he was just laying there. I think he was sleeping. The Dad saw and said I couldn't play with him, then he gotted a bunch of paper towels and scooped him up and putted him in the trash, then took him outside. Max says mousies like trash and there was lots of food in the trash, so the mousie has plenty to eat in his new outside home.
The Mom and the Dad both say I'm a good boy for finding him. The Dad says it's really good that I found him before the Mom did.
This new place is really big and don't tell anyone, but I'm a little scared here. There's lots of noises I don't know and things that smell funny. Max says one of the smells is from a woofy! He also said not to worry because the woofy moved away. Even though I can hear a bunch of them outside, they can't come in. And there are lots of other kitties outside. We watched two of them fight this morning, and boy can they holler loud!
Max is being really nice to me and helping me and everything. When I get scared he lets me curl up on a bed with him, and he even rubbed his head against mine when I was feeling really upset. But we're not supposed to tell the Mom and the Dad about that. He doesn't want them to think he's a nice kitty.
When I'm used to all the new things here, Max is going to teach me all about singing in the stairwell! He says it's lots of fun, and even better than singing in the bathroom!
We move tomorrow!
I've been busy all week helping the Mom and the Dad fill boxes and move them around. I know they like it because they keep saying, "You're such a big help, Buddah."
I want to help move the big stuff, too, but Max says that he's pretty sure we're going to spend all day locked in the bathroom. When all the big stuff is gone we'll get out so we can explore the rooms without anything in them, and then we get to go see the new place!
Max says he heard the Mom and the Dad talking and there's only 6 more days until we get to move to the place with stairs! That's only about one hunderd sixty two sleeps! I'm a little scared about going to a new place but I want to run up and down stairs. Max says it's FIFTEEN kinds of fun! I hope he means better fun than getting nootered. That was supposed to be ten kinds of fun but I only counted three. He doesn't want to go because he's tired of moving and said last time he had to spend FOUR DAYS in the car. The Mom says no it's only 10 minutes, but he doesn't believe her. I do. AND she says there's a new toy at the new place for us!
Stuff camed out of the sky today! I had to watch it for a long time to be sure it wasn't gonna hurt anything. Max looked at it for about 2 seconds and said "Bleh. I hate rain." If it comes out tomorrow I'm gonna have to watch it again, just because.
I keep getting too big for everything. I tried to curl up on the Mom's shoulder to sleep but I kept falling off, and she said I was getting too big to do that. I tried to jump on Max's back and ride him down the hall, but she picked me up and said I was too big for that now. And then I tried to get into my fvorite box but I could only get my head in, and she said she was sorry but I was too big for that box now. I feel really sad right now because I think I'm too big for anything fun!
Oh! I heard the Mom day that in the new place we're going to go live, she saw a MOUSIE!!! They're going to make the mousie move out before we get there, though. I keep asking her to leave the mousie there for me, but she won't listen. I could catch it for her and we could play with it together! It could stay there for a couple more weeks couldn't it?
There were BIRDIES outside the window today! I got to watch them hop around on the ground and then fly. AND I got to watch another kitty watching the birdies! The Mom says he was hunting and if he coulda catched one he probaby woulda eaten it. I didn't know that was an option!
I tried to push the screen thingy out of the window so I could go outside and play too, but the Mom said "No, no, Buddah, leave the screen alone." Then she kneeled on the floor and watched the birdies with me for a little while. I'd still like to go outside.
Max got all mad because we gotted a new toy and I got it first and it didn't last very long. I didn't mean to make it dead but it didn't put up much of a fight and before knew it I had ripped it open and pulled out its guts. I didn't want him to be mad at me so when we had dinner the Mom walked out of the kitchen for a minute so I let him have some of my food. He likes it because it tastes different than his. And I got some of the food on his plate. I like his food a lot. So now he's not so mad at me and the Mom said there's more new toys and we can have them later and we each get a new one at the same time.
He says we're gonna have a new place to live and the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad will come live there, too. And there will be things to see out the windows and stairs to run on. I don't know what stairs are but he says I will love them. He told me all about it so I wont be scared when we go. They gave him a new place to live once and he was very scared because he didn't know what was happening. I think it sounds fun, but he says it is going to be a while. Maybe 20 whole days and night. I asked how many sleeps that was, and he said A BAJRILLION!!!
I can't wait!
Theres boxes all over the place! Not all of them are folded right so that I can get into them, but I've had lots of boxes fun the last couple of days. Last night the Dad kept trying to put other things in boxes, and I kept jumping in. He said I wasn't being much help, but I wasn't trying to help! I was trying to make him stop putting stuff in those boxes 'cause I want to play in them!
Max keeps saying this is all bad news, but they're boxes! How can boxes be bad news?
I have a new fun place to sit and nap if I want! I can jump on the counter, then jump on the figerater, and then on top of the cubberds! Max said I could go up there if I wanted but first i didn't believe him because sometimes he just wants me to get in trouble, but it looked like so much fun I decided to try anyway. And you know what, he was right! The Mom saw me and said "Look where you got to!" and she wasn't mad at all. She worried that I didn't know how to get down, so she put treats on top of the figerater and I jumped down to eat them, so she said "Ok, you know the way down. You can go up there."
Later I went back up there and I found this bag of different treats on top of the figerater, so I grabbed them and jumped to the floor, but the Dad found me before I could rip the bag open with my teeths and eat them. He didn't get mad he just said I couldn't have them.
Max also says that if I get up there and lay down, they won't be able to see me, and I can listen to them running around crying "Where's Buddah? I can't find Buddah!" He says it's really funny. So I might do that later.
This morning, the Dad took Max outside for a long time, and while he was gone I jumped up on the counter and got the lid off Max's can of Stinky Goodness, and I ate it! well not all of it but most of it! It was really good, it tastes better than the food I get. Max thinks my food tastes better but we're not allowed to trade. The Mom caught me before I could lick the last bit out of the can and said that wasn't very nice of me, but I think it was nice to me! And Max will get another can later.
I am leaving Max alone today because when he came home he sure didn't act like he was all there. His eyes looked all big and funny and he can't make up his mind where to sit, so I'm going to go take a nap while he gets over it and maybe he'll want to play later.
Wherever the Dad took him he musta been good because we got treats when he got home! Even though he pooped on someone!
Max sat on me. He said we were gonna have fun, but I didn't like that at all. He's fat!
Oh, I had a scaredy thing happen to me today. I was playing, and I ran through the tunnel toy, and it got caught on my head, and that scared me, so I ran even faster into the room where the Dad was, and I didn't know what to do so I jumped on the bed and that made it hurt more, so I jumped to the other side and it hurt more again, but then it fell off. I was really scared so I hid in this tiny place between the wall and the back of the bed, and the Dad couldn't find me, and he was afraid I was really hurt, so the Mom came to look, too, and they decided I was in that place behind the bed, so that had to pull it apart to get me! Then the Mom took me and holded me, and she took me and Max to the other bedroom so she could look to see if I was hurt on the outside, and the Other Dad helped the Dad put the bed back together. Then the Dad took the tunnel toy and cut off the thingy that my head got caught on. I didn't want the Mom to put me down until I saw the Dad put the tunnel toy back on the floor so I could play in it again without getting hurted. And Max sniffed at me to see if I was ok! He said he was looking to see if I was dead so he could have my snack tonight, but I know he got scared too when the Mom and the Dad had to hep me get out from behind the bed.
Tonight Max was sleepin' so when it was time for dinner *I* got to go tell the Mom! She was surprised and said, "You're learning to tell time, Little Man!" and then she started to get our food. She also told me to go get Max, but I didn't. I sitted on the floor and waited because Max says If You Snooze You Lose, and if he was snoozing he was losing! But he heard her and waked up and came out to eat anyway. Later he got mad because the Mom let me lick her yogurt cup but she shook her head and said "You don't like yogurt, Max. I'd give you some if you did." When she left the room he called her a bad word and said liking it wasn't the point. I asked Max what the point was and he said it's that place on the top of my head. I keep trying to look for it, but I can't see it!
Max taked a nap with me!
I got kind of scared this morning. The Mom put Max into this big plastic thingy and took him outside, and the Dad was asleep (Max says he stays out all night farting, that's why he sleeps during the day), so I was all alone and I wanted to know where Max was going and I was afraid he wasn't coming back. So I waited by the door for a long, long time. Just when I was sure Max was never coming back, the Mom opened the door and there he was! She took him to the bathroom because he had to get a bath with a wet washcloth, but then he came out and said his life sucks. He also said he pooped on the mom!
Later on I was sleeping on the bed and the Mom shut the door. I heard her open a can of food, but I couldn't get out to get to it! I howled as loud as I could but she still didn't hear me. Max said he got to have a snack because when he was outside someone stabbed him. I wanted a snack too but I didn't want to get stabbed.
The Mom said she was sorry but Max had to have a special snack to help his head and tummy not feel bad and I can't have any of that because I'm not sick, so she let me lick her yogurt to make me feel better. Max hates yogurt, so when she has it I get to lick the spoon all I want when she's done!
I'm not scared now, so I think I'll go take a nap on the Mom's fuzzy blanket. Well, Max says it's his blanket and he just lets the Mom use it. But I get to use it too!
The Mom let me curl up in her lap last night, and she said what a good boy I am for leaving the Big Kitty alone when she said to. Since all he does is growl at me I don't have much choice, but I like curling up in her lap and having my head and tummy rubbed. And later on when she had her snack, we both got a tiny taste! It was good, it was chicken pieces, and I got a big kitty size piece, 'cause she says I'm a big kitty now! I was so happy, I went in and pooped really big, and she said "Oh, Buddah, I can't take too many presents like that." Max said to keep trying, the bigger the better!
Every time I try to play with Max today he growls at me. One time he was on the Mom's lap and I swatted at his tail, and not only did he growl but the Mom pointed her finger at me and said "No. Leave him alone." I just want to play with someone and the Other Dad isn't home!
I don't think Max feels good. All he wants to do is sleep and he never want to play. The Mom says he's just in a bad mood because she put his collar back on and is punishing the rest of us by ingoring us. But I want to play! I even tried to ride him into the kitchen, but he threw me off and growled. So either he doesn't feel good or he doesn't like me anymore. And everyone likes me so it must be his tummy or something.
Yesterday I helped the Mom clean the kitchen. She said I'm a good supervisor. So today she was cleaning the bathroom so I figured she needed my help there, too. Max said that I could be a bigger help if I picked up the paper towels after she dropped them on the floor. So I did that, she used one and wadded it up and dropped it on the floor, so I picked it up and she said "Oh no baby that's not good for you" and she took it away. I was happy she took it away because it didn't taste good at all.
Then when she was bent over cleaning the toilet I jumped on her back to watch over her shoulder. She said "You are SUCH a big help!" And then when she was sweeping I chased the broom and bit it so it would know it had to get everything off the floor and she said "Buddahkins, I couldn't do this without you."
And you know what Max said? He said when I grow up, I can be a maid because I like cleaning!
I learned a new trick! If I put my paw on the thingy covering the window when the Mom can see, she gets up and opens it for me! This morning I wanted to look out the bedroom window, and I was just touching it to see if I could move it, but she saw and she did it for me!
Max says that if she doesn't see me, I need to hit it so it makes noise, and then she'll come and open it even if she's in another room. He says it's called "power" but I think it's just neat!
I haven't had time to blog because I still have BOXES!!!!
We got new boxes! I can jump from one to the other to the other and back again! And I can do it as fast as I want! The Mom said so!
I saw another woofy today! It was outside this morning when the Dad was reading the paper and Max and I were sitting by the window so we could feel the breeze. I wanted to go outside and play with it, but the man who had the woofy took it away. And Max said I was insane anyway, that we don't play with woofies. We hiss at them. But I really think I'd like to play with a woofy, even if Max doesn't like them. I think he's just mad because he used to have a woofy of his own and he misses it.
See? I got to play with the balled up paper! I was going to share it with Max, but he wasn't interested. The Mom says I look almost small in this picture. But...
Here I am asking for a new box. I really need a new box to play in.
Looky. I need a new box 'cause I'm getting kind of long and it don't fit me anymore!
Max says that tonight we're going to sing! We're going to do it because today is the Mom's birthday. I don't know what that means, but if we get to sing I'm all for it! And there's balled up paper that I get to play with. Max says to leave it in the living room for now and we'll play with it after the Mom goes to sleep. We might even take it back there and play with it on the bed so she can have fun too!
You know what Max did to me? When I was running up and down the hall as fast as I could, trying to catch the red buggy the Dad makes run from me, he hid in the entry way to the Other Dad's room, and when I went by, he jumped out to scare me! And it did! He jumped out with his paws up and said BOO! and I almost peed right there in the hall! But I wasn't mad, it was funny. But I keep looking before I walk by there just to make sure he's not there again!
I tried to be really cute for the Mom last night, but Max says sitting on her face isn't being cute. He says it's really funny, but not cute and not helpful when she's sad. So I asked him what to do, and he said "Take a bath!" so I did. I took a long long bath and I let Max help me get behind my ears, and then I curled up on top of her just before she went to sleep.
I purred really hard and rubbed my cheek on her face, and that made her happy. So now I'm all nice and clean and the Mom doesn't seem so sad today. Maybe I won't have to take a bath for a wole week now!
The Mom is very sad tonight because she losted a friend. I was going to help her look because I think her friend is with the green mousey I lost, but Max said not to, and to just do the cute thing and rub my face on hers and meow real soft. She needs to sit down so I can do that. Max already did, he got in her lap and rubbed his face all over hers, and he even purred. Then he said I didn't see that and if I did he's going to throw me off the climbing thingy, so I didn't see that. But it made the Mom smile so I don't know what his problem is.
Max likes to give me baths, but boy, if you try to give him one! He growled at me and hit me on my little head! But that's ok, because when he was asleep on top of the climbing thingy, I snuck up there, curled up, and used his butt as a pillow!
Can you see me in there?
Max was in the basket and I wanted to get in with him, but he got mad and jumped out.
So I got to have to all to myself! The Dad pointed the flashy thing at me, but the thingy in the basket is as black as I am!
I'm not sure what the thingy in the basket is, but the Mom says it's a good thing it was already dirty...
All I wanted to do was sleep, but the Mom had the flashy thing and pointed it at me. She likes it when I look at the flashy thing, so I looked up.
I was kind of sleepy, but she made it go flash and then she laughed. Max was on the other side of the room and told me to act like I was stuck up, so I did.
She said I was a handsome boy, and she tried to flash it at Max, but all he would let her flash it at was his butt.
The Mom wants to know who lit my butt on fire...the Big Kitty thinks that's funny, but I keep looking and there's nothing on my butt! So the only thing I can do is keeping running around as fast as I can, and maybe I'll find the fire. I musta dropped it somewhere.
I teethed the Mom's funny hat!
Clicky and see the whole picture!
Guess what? The Mom and the Dad found out that I'm 2 weeks older than they thought I was! Since I got nootered, the place they got me from gave them a piece of paper that says I'm their kitty forever and forever, and says I was born in the middle of March, not the beginning of April like they had figured. So that means I'm TWO WEEKS bigger, and TWO WEEKS smarter!
I tried to tell the Big Kitty that I was 2 whole weeks smarter, but I don't think he heard me, because he pushed me off the climbing tower.
I got to see a WOOFY today! I was looking out the window and there he was, on a balcony in the other building! Max says he's smaller than me, and he just goes woof woof woof all the time. And Max says he's tried to get the woofy to jump, but it won't listen to him. I'd like to go play with the woofy, but I don't think he likes us very much. Maybe if he jumps we can go outside and meet him.
Looky! I got to hug the Big Kitty!
Oh. Max was not quite right. Getting nootered is NOT ten kinds of fun.
I only counted like 3 kinds of fun. First I got to go outside with the Mom and she took me to the place with the nice people. That was kind of fun. Then the nice people let me take a long nap, and they petted me while I went to sleep. That was kind of fun. And later on they played with me because I didn't want to be in the plastic thingy anymore. That was kind of fun.
But after my nap, my butt hurt. I can't sit very well and I can't jump very well. And I was REALLY hungry. The Mom closed the bedroom door last night and I think she forgot that she put all the food back there, and she forgot to feed me before she took me outside. I just got to eat, but my butt still hurts.
All in all, I don't think I want to get nootered again. It was only 3 kinds of fun, and those weren't even really good kinds of fun. Just little kinds of fun. I can get people to play with me any day.
Just so you know, if they say you get to get nootered, it's not worth the excitement. Especially since your butt hurt after.
Lookit the buggy!
I tried and tried and tried, but I couldn't catch it.
It's just too fast!
Guess what? I'm 4 months old now, and because I'm such a big boy, I'm gonna get NOOTERED! Max says that's TEN kinds of fun, and that I should make sure I take lots of baths this week to be all nice and clean, because I'm going to get to go someplace on Friday to get nootered! Everyone is all excited about it, especially the Mom. In fact, when she was asleep last night I jumped on her head and rubbed my dangly stuff on her cheek, and she said "I can't wait for you to get nootered!" Me either!
If I'm not supposed to chew on the Dad's things, why does he leave them right there for me to play with? I didn't know I wasn't allowed to chew up his special ear thingies or the little worms that hang off the back of his speakers. Chewing is my most favorite playing thing. If it's there, I'm gonna chew on it!
