Max is gonna give me money! He said so! He said a promise is a promise and when we're in our new house he'll tell the Mom to take some of his book money to buy new glasses! And I believe him, I really do.
And the Mom moved our climbing thingy from the place where the compouter is to a bedroom. Max says that's Bad News because they also took all the other stuff out of that bedroom. He thinks they're going to lock us up in there all day tomorrow. I think they just wanted to let us have a new view.
There has been alot of stuff disappearing the last couple of days. I don't like that at all. Yesterday I was in a bedroom and they closed the door, and when they opened it the table with the rolly balls was gone! Max said some strange people showed up and took it! I liked that table!
Max says all the rest of the stuff is probably at the new place, but just in case they're throwing it all away, I've been sleeping on top of the Mom and being extra cute, so she doesn't let someone take me, too. He says she won't because she likes tormenting him and I do that the best of all, but I wanna be sure.
Looky! Looky! A nice lady named Sandi emailed me this for proof!
Max hasta give me money, 'cause Satan is ALREADY ice skating!!!
Hahahahahahaha! He's gonna be really mad!
Ohhh. I was snoopervisin' while the Mom put stuff into boxes and I thought I better help, but when I went to look in the box to see what we were putting in it I knocked it over, and now the Mom says I have to buy the whole family a set of new glasses to drink out of. And you know what? For an old lady she can move pretty fast because I jumped away from it when it started to fall but she caught me in midair and said "DON'T FALL ON THE BROKEN GLASS!" I wasn't planning on it but it was fun that she caught me. Do you think Max will give me money for the new glasses? He said he would when Satan went ice skating, but I think the Mom wants them before it gets that cold out.
Please, Can I Have A Bigger Box???
There are a bajrillion boxes in the house, but this is the one I get. I would like to have one of the bigger boxes, I really would. It doesn't have to be too much bigger, just big enough I can get my head there too...
I gotta learn to do this!
Max said, "Buddah, you have to write in your bog more often." But I've been so busy lately. There are lots and lots of boxes to play with right now. And the Mom plays mousie fetch with me. And I have to run around like my butt is on fire. I want to write more but I don't always have time! Oh and the Mom says I'm a nice boy because I let Max have my chicken tonight. I hope that means maybe she'll give me a crunchy treat later.
Hahahahahahaha part deux
There's a kitty in there that climbs his Mom the way I used to climb mine! She's very glad I stopped doing that...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
The Mom and the Dad have been gone a lot lately so I haven't had anyone to really play with much but today they were home this morning so I took my mousie and I dropped it at the Mom's feet and she said "You're not subtle, are you?" but I didn't know what that meant so I just looked up at her with my cute face. She threw the mousie for me over and over and over! And then later she was upstairs and I brought the mousie up and she throwed it some more, and the Dad did too. Then they went somewhere and when they came back they said they found us a new place to live and we'll go live there in less than a month and I wanted to know how long that was and Max said "Not enough sleeps, I'm sure." So I took the mousie and I dropped it at the Mom's feet again and she said "Don't you ever get tired of this?" and I said NOPE so she threw the mousie again and I fetched it. Oh! Oh! Oh! She said there are more stairs in the new place and they don't have carpet so me and Max can make LOTS of noise!!!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Tonight I wanted someone to play with me so I sat on the stairs and said "please will you play with me? Please? Please?" but I didn't know if anyone was listening, but then the Mom came and stood by the rail and said if I would go get a mousie she would throw it for me but I didn't want to go back down the stairs so she went and gotted BUBBLES! She blew on a stick and made bubbles come out and they were kitty crack bubbles and she kept blowing until the air was filled with bubbles! Some of them popped on my nose and I popped lots of them with my paw but some just went away all by themselves. It was almost as much fun as playing mousie fetch!
Break time.
Just for a bit.
Yay! I got tagged! By Kimo & Sabe and The Meezers!
Five Weird Things About Me
1. My butt is on fire every day but I never feel it get hot, I just run around like it is
2. I love to play fetch. The Dad says that means I'm a woofy!
3. I am afraid of the Other Dad's shoes and no one knows why
4. I don't like people food as much as Max
5. I like to sniff Max's butt, but even I can't figure that one out.
Oh I am not happy right now because I am really hungry and the Mom won't get up and get me something to eat. Every day I get hungry right in the middle of the day and I go stand on the stairs and say "Please, I am hungry, can I have something to eat?" and the Mom comes over and asks what the racket is all about and I say again "I am really really really hungry can I have a snack?" and she comes down the stairs and follows me into the kitchen and when I sit in front of the door that hides all the food she says "Oh! You're hungry!" so Max and I get a little snack.
So today I said I was hungry and she looked at me and said "One, you're starting an hour early and two, I'm onto you, Little Man, and I can't let you start begging the way Max does. If you go play nicely, I'll sneak you something to eat in a little while." But I'm hungry NOW! The number thingy on the computer says 1130AM and that means Buddah gets a snack! I'm not begging I am asking vey nicely!
Oh and you know what? The other day there were people heads outside our window! Max and I saw them, popping up and down behind the fence that keeps us from seeing what's going on in the other people's yard. It was a bunch of sticky little people heads, they were going up and down and up and down and up and down. Max thinks there were bodies attached to the heads and they were jumping on some tramp named Orlean, but I never saw any bodies, just heads. And I think it's really rude to jump on a tramp. It's rude to call someone a tramp! If I were Orlean I think I would bite someone.
We gotted presents today! Max says they're from Ayla, who's not as grumpy as she wants everyone to believe cause if she was really grumpy she wouldn't have sent such a nice Secret Paws package!
There were mousies, and they're the really fun kind that go rattle rattle rattle and have long tails for me to chew off! And there were these little yarny balls of catnip that are fun to carry around in my mouth. And there was a bag of kitty crack in a special bag thingy that Max wanted for his own so bad that I don't mind if I don't get to play with it.
The mom says there are lots of pictures of us with our package and presents at FLickr.
Thank you Ayla!
This morning I sat at the bottom of the stairs and called out because the Mom was upstairs, and I said "I can't find a mousie to play with. Will you come find one for me?" I had to say it three or four times before she leaned over the stair rail thingy and said, "I can't come play right now, sweetie, I'm busy," so I cocked my head and thinked for a second and said "I just want a mousie. PLEASE?" and she said "Can't you play by yourself?" so I went up the stairs halfway and said "I can play by myself but I need a mousie!" so she started to come down the stairs. I ran for the kitchen because that's the last place I saw a mousie and she followed me and said "Oh! Do you want a treat?" and because I'm not stupid I said "Yes, please." So me and Max got a treat! And then the Mom said "I'm going back upstairs" and I was about to be all sad because I still didn't know where one of my mousies was, but she turned the corner and I heard her rattle one and she said "Here, can you play with this for a while by yourself?" and I said "yes!" and she threw it for me and I chased it. Max says sometimes People have to think an idea is all their own before they do it and it doesn't matter because not only did I finally get a mousie to play with, I got treats for both of us.
The Mom came home today but I don't know where she had been but when she opened the door I came running to see her and she said "Buddah! What have you been doing, Little Man?" and then she closed the door and reached down to give me head skritches.
That's when she saw that there was a big clump of Max-fur sticking out of my mouth. And then she said "What did you do...?" and she sighed real hard and went to find Max, mumbling something about he probably had a huge clump of fur missing but then she fouund him and he was ok. I didn't pull out a giuant clump of Max's fur. Just lots of littles ones, all at once.
I don't think she was very happy with me. I don't think Max was, either.
I was just playin', honest!
The Mom and the Dad keep saying it's too hot but it feels just right to me. Max says they mean outside, so why don't they stay inside? He says that's because People are confusing things and we'll hurt our brains if we try too hard to understand them so I think I'll just go sit on the climbing thing and wait for snack time.
Looky! I was the very first picture that the Mom took with her new camera!
I helped her take it out of the box and then upload all the stuffs she needed to onto the computer and then I helped her figure out how to get pictures out of the camera. I helped with that by sitting on the back of the chair and saying "Uhoh" every time she said a bad word.
She and the Dad took a lot of pictures when they went outside today. I wish we could see stuff like that from the window. I think it's all hidden by the fence.
Oh! This morning I was really really really hungry and when the Mom fed us I scarfed my food down so fast that Max wasn't even halfway done with his. And Max likes his food so that says how hungry I was. The Mom was watching and she said, "You're a hungry boy today," and I looked at her and said "yes I am!" so she said I must need more to eat, and she got out some crunchy food and gave me a whole handful!
Max looked up from his Stinky Goodness so she put just a couple of crunchies on his plate and that made him happy. He wasn't really really really hungry like I was but he thinks it's only fair if he gets a little crunchy if I do. And I was still so hungry that I ate the crunchy food really fast, and was done before Max was!
I was still hungry but the Mom said "Let that sit in your stomach a little bit and if you're still hungry in an hour, I'll sneak you a treat." So I waited and waited and you know what? I wasn't hungry later. I still hope she sneaks me a treat, though. When Max is sleeping this afternoon if I ask her really nice she'll get me something to eat. She'd give Max a treat, too, but she says he really doesn't need it and if he gets one early in the day then he can't have a bite of their dinner and he really likes to get a tiny bite of dinner if they have something good, like last night they had chicken and it was really good and he was a good boy while they ate so he got a bite. I got a bite too but I wasn't good boy. I was just asleep when they ate.
Looky! This is what you get when you're clever and take your collar off! Well, you get this plus a new collar, which wasn't what I wanted but I still got this!
It's a giant mousie! It's the biggest mousie I've ever seen!
After I looked and sniffed and bited it a little the Dad hanged it for me so I could really get at it. It didn't bite back or anything. And I got tired of it, so the Mom had this envelope and she had more mousies! Lots and lots and lots of mousies! I love little mousies, especially the mousies that go rattle rattle rattle and all the mousies go rattle rattle rattle! I got to sniff them and bat at them, then the Mom put most of them away for later but left 3 of them out for me. And Max got to try to play with the big mousie, but he wasn't much interested. He didn't even seem interested in the little mousies so they're all mine!
I winned a game I didn't even know I was playing! I kept pulling on my collar and getting it stuck on my teeths, and the Mom kept getting it off for me and then she would tighten it up but I'd get it with my paw and then pull it out over my teeths again, and after I did it like five times she took the collar off and said "Ok, you win."
YAY!
Do I get a prize for that? I think when you win you're supposed to get a prize. Or a treat. Maybe I'll get some crunchy treats tonight for being a clever boy. The Mom likes it when I'm clever or silly. And I don't have a collar on, but Max does!
Looky!
Click image to biggify
Another roll of paper towels got a toothy death! They were on the counter and I carried them into the living room and I killed them! The Dad took my picture with my kill, and the mom said "ohhhhh you're anaughty boy, Buddah" but she didn't get mad or anything. Max says if they don't want me to kill things they should put them where I can't get to them.
There's a box of cheesy crackers on the counter and I think I want to try to kill that next. That will taste better than the paper towels. I like cheesy crackers a lot, and last night I tried to stick my head in the box but the Mom said, "No, Buddah, that's not cat food" but I said, "anything is cat food if I eat it" and she said I was cute so she broke a cracker in half and let me lick the cheese off and then nibble it a little.
I can't wait until the Mom and the Dad are both upstairs so I can hunt!
This morning I wanted in the Other Dad's room, but the door was closed, so I sat there and meowed and meowed and the Mom said "Buddah, be quiet, he's asleep" but I still wanted in the room so I didn't be quiet. I meowed and meowed and when that didn't work I tried to open the door by myself and it made a lot of noise and then the Other Dad opened the door. All that work and the door was open and I could go in and see him and sleep on his bed or look out his window! But I ran away instead. Because that's what kitties do.
Hahahahaha know what I just did? I was on the very top of the climbing thingy, and I stood there, and I threw up and it went everywhere! The Mom said Oh gross and then said it was worth a gold medal in projectile hariball hurling! And I think it bothered her even more cause the Dad wasn't here to clean it up so she had to! I'm not sick I just had hair in my tummy and it wanted out. It came out with dinner, too! Now it smells all beefy in here!
I gave Max the best thing I could think of for a late birthday present. We had shrimp as a treat last night and he loves shrimp more than anything in the world so I let him have half of mine. And tonight the Mom gave us each a little bite of chicken from their dinner, and I let Max have half of that too. He says he's not mad at me because I didn't even know it was his birthday and I can't go to the store anyway, but he was really happy to have the shrimp and the chicken, so he won't growl at me tonight if I get too close.
Oh. I feel bad. Yesterday was Max's birthday and we all forgetted. I don't think he forgetted but he didn't say anything. But he was in a really bad mood last night so I bet that's why. I hope the Mom and the Dad get him something special today to make him feel better. How can anyone forget Max's birthday? Max is MAX!
Looky!
I came in 2nd in high jumping in the the Kitty Lympics today! I was also in the climbing event, but I got stuck partway up and didn't win anything in it. But that's ok! It was 152 kinds of fun (Max said so!) and I just liked playing with all the other kitties.
Max didn't win anything in his event, sumo wrestling, but he says that's ok. He didn't train very much. He wrestled Cheese, and he says "Cheese whizzed all over me." Hahahahaha! He just liked being with the other kitties, too, even though I bet he won't admit that.
The Kitty Lympics was so much fun I hope we do it again next year! Max says we might have to wait 4 years, but then he'll be too old for it or he might even be dead!
There was a kitty in the back yard today, one of the RUDE kitties, and the Mom was outside sitting in a chair and she was NOT letting me out no matter how much I asked, and the rude kitty came up to her and started rubbing on her legs and against the chair. The kitty was being all nice and the Mom was saying what a good girl she was (and we didn't even know she was a girl!) and how pretty she was, and Max was at the back door watching all this but he wasn't trying to make the rude kitty go away, he just watched while the Mom was nice to the rude kitty. She told Max to be nice and then the girl kitty walked over to the door where Max was being nice, and you know what she did? Do you? She raised her front paws and swinged them, and HISSED at Max! And he didn't even do anything!
The Mom clapped her hands real loud and made the girl kitty go away and said "well I guess she wasn't such a nice little girl after all," and Max said "Well, DUH, we told you that like a hundred times," but the Mom just picked up her book and started reading again. That girl kitty really isn't very nice at all and Max said she's a something-something but I'm not allowed to repeat that.
Ohhh...yesterday, I wanted a mousie to play with but I couldn't find one so I called upstairs and asked very nicely for someone to come find one for me but no one ever came, so I gave up and was all sad and didn't have anything to do. I thought maybe no one was home but when Max came down he said there were people upstairs, they just didn't come down so I thought maybe no one wanted me to play with a mousie.
But in a little bit the Other Dad came down and he did some stuff and I wasn't really looking, but when I did look he was standing halfway up the stairs with his hands together, and he shook them a little bit, and when he opened them mousies rained from the cieling! I think there were 152 of them even though Max says there was only about 12, but there were mousies in every color I ever saw, and some of my favorite mousies were there.
It was really loud when they hit the floor and that kind of scared me a tiny bit so I ran into another room but I cam right back and started to play with the mousies.
You know what? I think the Other Dad knows magic! He can make it rain mousies! Max says that's all well and good, but he'll be impressed when the Other Dad can make it rain crunchy treats and Stinky Goodness.
Ok. I don't mind wrestling with Max when I know it's coming but I don't like him being all stealthy and knocking me down the stairs when I'm trying to lick my fun parts. He did it again and I asked what he thought he was doing and he said "I'm being all in Timmy Datin'." Well, he doesn't need to be Timmy because there's already a perfectly good Timmy, and whoever Timmy is datin' is none of Max's business and it would be very rude for him to pretend to be Timmy just to be datin' Timmy's girlfriend. That's a LAW. A nice kitty does not try to date another kitty's girlfriend, and that means you don't rub foreheads together, you don't watch birdies out the window together, and you really don't sniff each others' butts, because that would be rude and not fair to the kitty who was doing all the datin'. So Max needs to stop trying to be Timmy Datin' and find his own girlfriend, and stop knocking me down the stairs when I'm paying attention to my fun bits.
Do I really have to help Max practice his sumo wrestling just because he's doing it for the Kitty Lympics? He's not helping me practice for climbing and high jumping. I know he wants to win but I don't believe that sumo wrestling means pushing another kitty off the top stair to the bottom.
Max had to go to the stabby place today and before they went he gotted a pill to make him not so growly but it didn't work very well so the bald guy stabbed him with something else to make him really loopy and it worked real good! Max could hardly walk when he came home and his eyes were all funny and I think he kind of liked it. That was a million hours ago and he's still pretty loopy. I been leaving him alone because the Mom and the Dad said I had to, but I'm having lots of fun just watching him. I bet he's hungry, though, because at dinner time he was locked in a room with the Dad and I ate all by myself and all he's had since he got home was a little chicken water the Mom gave him because he hid somewhere and they couldn't find him so she opened a can to make him unhide and then said it wouldn't be fair to not let him have any, so she gave him the water and a few tiny bites of chicken but not too many so he wouldn't barf. I hope he gets to eat soon.
I missed my GOTCHA day! I forgot about it and it went by and no one else remembered either! Or maybe Max did and that's why he's been so growly. Saturday was 1 whole year since the Mom and the Dad and the Other Dad brought me home. I don't even really remember what it was like before they adopted me. But I guess it's okay that we all forgot, because no one even rememebers what Max's GOTCHA day is.
Ha Ha Ha Max doesn't know it yet but I heard the Mom and the Dad say that he's going to the stabby place tomorrow and get stabbed and maybe even have some of his blood sucked right out of his body! The Dad just went over there to get something that will make Max all drunk and not so growly so the bald guy at the stabby place can look at Max without losing an eye or his nose. I ike the people at the stabby place but Max thinks they are so evil that they should be called Stabby 666 Place. I don't get it but he thinks that's really funny. He's in a better mood today, he hasn't growled at me even once yet. He says the day isn't over yet, though.
Max is in a bad mood today. It's a really bad mood, a growly bad mood, and I'm not the only one who isn't happy with him. this morning he was growling at me and hitting me and the Mom told him to stop, so he jumped up on the rolly-ball table and was looking out the window and growled, and then the Mom tried to pet him and he growled at her, too. She bended over and asked "What's your problem today?" and he looked back at her and growled again! She told him to knock it off, so he growled some more. Then she thought maybe he didn't feel good, but then she caught him with some kitty crack and he was having a really good time. And when he saw me, he started growling again! I think he just likes to sound tough, and Mom says he better stop it with her because she's bigger than he is. Max says he doesn't care because she can't make him stop and he likes to growl. He better watch out because someday I might be bigger than him and I might growl back.
There was an alium in the house! I was in the room where the people watch the TV and the Dad was upstairs playing his computer and Max was in the kitchen and I heard a noise in the room that I'm not allowed in because the car sleeps there, so I went to see, and then the door opened and an ALIUM came in! I didn't run but I backed up and the alium reached out to try to touch me and it knew my name! I still didn't run but I backed up a bunch more and then went behind the chair and i saw Max and he came in and wanted to know what was wrong and I said there's an alium in the house! and he looked and said, "Oh yeah, I was pretty sure she was an alien." Then I peeked and the alium was gone and the Mom was standing there saying she was sorry. I don't know why she was sorry, because she showed up and the alium went away. Or maybe she killed it. She was holding its head in her hand!
Looky.
Someone got a picture of it!
Isn't that scary?
Nobody told me it was a special day for the Mom! The Other Dad got her presents and made her pizza for dinner, and Max said his present was not hocking up a hairball on her pillow but I didn't know about it so I didn't have anything or her and all I could do was rub my nose on hers and make her laugh. Max says it doesn't matter cause I don't have a way to get her a present and she doesn't really want a lot of crap anyway but someone shoulda told me!!!
You know what? If you're outside on a leash in a harness and the Mom and the Dad are sitting there watching you and you wiggle out of the harness, they'll pick you up and take you inside and say "When you take off your harness, outside time is over." And then Max will say "Bite them. It's their stupid fault the harness wasn't tight enough." But all I want is to go outside and play, not bite anyone. But I don't like the harness. I tried biting it but that didn't help things any. I hope I get to go back outside today.
Oh! The Mom and the Dad put this thing outside the window where Max and I can see it and they said it's gonna make birds come visit! There's food for the birds in it and as soon as they find out that it's there, they're all going to come play in our yard and we can sit at the window and watch them and talk to them and invite them to come inside for dinner!
Max says I'm just gonna whiz myself the first time there's more than 3 birds out there but I don't think so. And even if I do I'm not the one who will have to clean it up. I'm going to go wait by the window and maybe the birds will come tonight!
William tagged me! I had a hard time thinking of 10 birds I think are beautiful. But I tried hard!
1. Chicken
2. Turkey
3. Baked chicken
4. Fried chicken
5. Shredded turkey
6. Chicken strips
7. Crunchy Chicken treats
8. Crok pot chicken
9. Crok pot turkey
10. Ham
Those are the most beautiful birds I can think of.
Oh. I had a bad, bad morning. It was going really good at first, I got the Dad up this morning by making him play bite-it with his hand, and then he fed me and Max and we watched TV and I helped him read the comics in the paper. But later on I was playing with the Mom. She was on the stairs on the landing place in the middle and I was upstairs by the railing so my head was higher than hers and she was taking her hand and waving it in front of me, trying to get me to swipe at it. Well. I was so busy watching her hand that I didn't see the sock that was rolled in a ball fly through the air. IT BIT ME ON THE BUTT!!! I swear! It came out of nowhere and bit my butt and I jumped so high I almost landed on the top of the Mom's desk, and then I knocked over the trash can.
The next thing I know the Mom and the Dad were laughing really really hard but they were also saying they were sorry. they should be! That was one of their socks that attacked me! Max says if they would put their crap away stuff like that wouldnt happen. Al I know is that I was having a good time, and then all the sudden I got so scared that I kight have lost one of my lives!
The Dad is impressed though because he says he never saw a kitty jump that high. And he was sorry. They were so sorry the sock bit my butt that they gave Max and me some treats. Since we hardly ever get any anymore, that was nice.
You should all watch out for rolled up socks. They are really MEAN.
Last night, the Mom's neck must have been cold because when I plopped down on it she said "you're such a good neck warmer, Buddah," and I stayed there for a long time and purred, and when she said "if you move half an inch either way I won't be able to breath," I moved a whole inch and she said "well, that's just so much better" so I knew she was happy.
Then this morning I helped her wake up. I curled up right next to her face and put my nose on her cheek and she opened her eyes and said "well good morning to you, too," and then she scratched my head and said, "I can't see the clock with you right there," but tat was okay because she didn't have her extra eyeballs on so she couldn't see the clock anyway so she decided if I was there it must be time to wake up, so she did!
She was gone a lot this weekened and we missed her, so today we're going to take turns sitting on her. Max says he didn't really miss her, he missed her opening the laptop for him. I think he's still just mad that she got mad at him when it was really early in the morning, so early it was still dark out, because he meowed at her to get up then and when she opened and eye and said "go away" he hit her face with his paw and she made him get off the bed.
He should cuddle with her. She'll get up for that.
Hahahaha! Max was lookin' out the window and he got all upset because he saw something in the back yard and he kept getting more and more freaked out so the Mom and the dad got a flashlight and went back there to see but there was nothing there. So they came back inside and the Mom was telling him it was okay, there was nothing there to worry about and he was looking out the window and started growling really loud, and the Mom started laughing and said "Max...you're seeing Buddah's reflection in the glass. He's right behind you." I don't think he believed her but I moved away and suddenly there was nothing to growl at in the back yard. He still doesn't believe he was seeing me! So I'm laughing at him, but not to his face because that would be rude.
LOOKY!!!
I did it! I got a harness and I went outside in the back yard with the Mom and the Dad. I got to explore it and sniff it and listen to the woofy in another yard that was all woof woof woof woof the whole time and I saw birds and my paws were all in the green stuff that the Dad called grass.
And lookit Max! He stayed inside and sniffed me through the door. It looks like we're kissin' but we're not. And you know what? I get to do it again! Maybe not tomorrow cause it's supposed to rain AGAIN but next time it's nice out I get to go outside again!
OH OH OH! THE MOM TOOK ME OUTSIDE!!! She really did! I was meowing by the front door and she kept saying "No, no, Buddah, you don't want to go out there" but I kept meowing "Yes I do" so the Dad said to her "Take him out. As soon as the rain hits him he'll never want to go out again" so she picked me up and held me close and SHE TOOK ME OUTSIDE!!!
It was amazing! I could feel the air on me and the wet stuff coming out of the sky got all on me but I didn't care because I was outside and it was AWESOME. The Mom held me and kept a thumb under my collar to make sure I didn't try to wiggle down, but I was happy to let her hold me. I watched one of those big things with wheels go by and I heard water go drip drip drip into a puddle, and then she said "You want to see the back yard?" and I did so she took me out there and let me meet the racoon. I always wondered why that racoon just sat there all the time, and I was a little scare of it, but she slapped it and it didn't move at all! She said "See? It's just concrete."
By then I was ready to go back inside so she took me back, but now I can't wait until I get to go out again. The Dad said to her, "I really think we should get him a harness and leash. He'll be okay if one of us stays with him" and she said "ok" so I might get to go back outside again!
They tried to take Max out, too, but as soon as the Dad had him outside he tried to go back in. Max says it's because he doesn't like rain at all, but I think he's just scared. If we get a kitty walk or a kitty playpen or a kitty grand prix he might want to go outside. But the Mom says those are expensive, and it's still just a big MAYBE.
Max thinks it's funny that I'm losing a lot at Kitten War, but you know what? They wouldn't even put his picture up there! He was REJECTED! He says it was because he's too old but I know better. He's just not cute enough. So...HA!
Looky!
The thingy on the table by the mom's desk started making all kinds of noise, so I had to investigate and see what was happening.
I think it was sick.
It was throwing up and having a hard time getting stuff out, so I tried to help.
I reached right in and pulled!
I kept trying to help, but it kept throwing up. I was gonna stick my face in there to get a better look but the Mom said I had to get down. It must really be sick, 'cause it's still barfing.
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!
