Sunday, July 23, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
I was really surprised, I don't know why he chased me. All I did was sniff his door! OK, I also opened it with my paw to look in, that's when he started chasing me all over and knocking things down and causing a big commotion! I could swear Dad was throwing things at us too. Later he complained, "I broke my remote." Well, serves him right! I just feel bad for Zoe, considering she has that nervous condition.
Zoe refuses to come out of hiding. When he first started chasing me, she ran into the closet and has not been seen since then. I think I heard her in there, but I don't know where she is exactly.
Hopefully she'll come out soon. I mean, it's been almost four hours now and she's still in seculsion. Damn women!
This is what she looks like when she's relaxed, a rare moment.
It only took me about 20 minutes to come out of hiding myself. After I inspected the apartment, I was back to my usual self.
Monday, July 10, 2006
So I live in the cupboard until night when they're locked away with the people. This gives me the opportunity to stretch my legs and run all over the place. One night, I managed to flip the rug over in the livingroom. I wish I could have been there to see the look on everyone's faces when they saw the mess I created!
Last week I finally realized the brown guy was cool. I remember the night, there were a lot of loud booming sounds outside. I kept hearing scary sounds but the brown guy was really soothing to me. He brought me my nightly plate of soft food, pet me gently and tried to explain "fireworks" to me. For the first time ever, I came out and opened up. It was great being myself!
Turns out it was a great idea. Brown guy gave me a lot of pets and even brushed me. It was like heaven! I hadn't realized how much I missed human contact. Even scared kitties like me need love!
Now every night I make sure to show my appreciation to brown guy. He scratches me in the right places, rubs my ears, and massages my stiff muscles. I even let the girl pick me up and pet me sometimes. This morning was really embarassing though. She picked me up twice and each time I farted! I acted casual and tried to pretend like it was nothing. Thank god for fur, nobody can see me blush! It's probably all this soft food, I'm still getting used to it.
Now if only the other cats in the house would realize I'm no threat. I just want to sleep my share of the day away, eat and get pet once in a while. Is that too much to ask for?