Five things about one cool cat...

So everyone aught to know this stuff, it is valuable information:

Five details about your appearance right now.

1) I am tan and Brown and Black
2) I am fluffy and soft
3) I have on a purple collar
4) I have a perfect cross down my back
5) My ear is folded back and that irritates me

Five things you did today.

1) I pooped in my litter box
2) I kneaded mom’s back till she woke up.
3) I licked myself
4) I made mom chase me around the house when she was running late.
5) I licked myself somemore

Five things that everyone should know about you.

1) I only have three legs
2) I like popcorn and cheetos
3) I eat promptly at 9:45 AM and 6:15 PM
4) My mom is really my pet
5) I can turn into the Pet Semetary cat in 1.6 seconds if another animal (besides Charlie) gets within 10 feet of me.

Five things that make you happy.

1) Kitty Treats
2) When Mom goes to bed, I like to lay on her
3) ladybug season
4) laying in front of the fireplace after it rains
5) teasing the hamsters

Five things that disgust you.

1) day old kitty food
2) other kitties
3) smelly dogs
4) when the hamsters get fed first
5) bathtubs

Five things you can't live without.

1) Mom
2) treats
3) canned cat food
4) ladybugs
5) my blue catnip mouse

Five things you'll do when you complete this.

1) lick myself
2) finish my treats
3) poop in my box
4) fart right when mom is almost asleep
5) eat the fly that is on the window screen

I was sleeping, thank you very much 

I am Just LOVELY aren't I? 

I don't like to be licked

Happy Birthday Aunt. Mom says it isn't going to be very happy since you have a houseful of kids and it is raining out so they'll have to stay inside. Hope you survive. Oh and say Hi to Milo. OK Piddlepup too, but tell her not to try and lick me.

Mom said she ran my name in a generator thingy and it said I was infected by this:

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Mrs. Kitty's Syndrome
Cause:	running too fast
Symptoms:	French accent, swearing, extreme absenteeism, extreme warts
Cure:	exercise
Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:

Does that mean I can't eat anymore ladybugs? Or maybe it means I could do a duet with French announcer guy, whaddya think?

Trauma

I was traumatized today.

It was horrible.

Mom let me outside to play. I was having a grand old time. I teased the hamsters in their cage. The little balls of fluff just hate it when I paw the bars. They puff up and jab at me. Little buggers have a heck of a bite when the catch ya though.

When that got boring I spent a little time hunting bugs, though I have be careful to stay away from the rock garden and the flowers that attract the best bugs.

After my belly was full I started my rounds and was on the far side of the house when I was suddenly soaked. Rain came out of nowhere and I just got drenched. I had to sit and cry at the back door screen for five whole minutes before mom let me in so I could dry off in my bed.

I am still a little damp. I am not sure I will recover anytime soon.

I heard mom say that it is supposed to rain all week. I think I will stay inside, no matter how much I crave a good crunchy bug.

PurrrrrrrMeow

Mom has really irritated me all day. She won't stay away from here computer long enough to pet me but 5 or 6 times. She forgot to put ice in my water bowl and then yelled at me when I tried to lick the ice in her cup. She forgot to leave the TV on when she left earlier so I had nothing to watch while she was gone.

And what really got my tail in a knot? Well Mom and Grandma sat here and watched some make fun of cats show right in front of me. As if I wasn't even in the room. I mean geez what do they think, I don't have feelings?

I think I will knead her arm extra hard tonight.

Meow!