Archive for February, 2006

22 Feb

simplicity of life

Susie told me that I’m one of the Daily Diary Pick on Catster two days in a row! I’m totally honored! I’m also feeling the pressure of topping my own “success”. Just like the Canadian Olympurrs men’s hockey team. They…(Ok ok, I got it, no human politics and sports. Now stop pinching me!) I don’t […]

22 Feb

I think Nemo has been depressed. I haven’t seen his window girlfriend for a while. Maybe they broke up. It’s so sad to see him sit by the window all by himself, trying to hide his sadness by licking. Hopefully being a Daily Diary Pick would cheer him up a bit.

21 Feb

they bought it at *beep* for *beep* dollars

My buddy Busbee recommends that I show some pictures of my carrier since Susie made such a big deal out of it in one of the diary entries. The picture is in my photo album. Mike and Susie bought this at *beep* for *beep* dollars. After they bought it, they saw it at another pet […]

21 Feb

Geez! Nemo. Don’t name names and prices! I don’t want to get sued.

20 Feb

bathroom emergency

The other day I invented a funny game (Might not be that funny for Mike and Susie). We went to Dr. Liz (again) on Saturday. After Dr. Liz finished touching/rubbing and looking funny at me, I jumped off the tall table and started meowing. I walked around the room meowing and tried to open the […]

20 Feb

Saturday at Dr. Liz’s office Nemo started meowing and desperately looking for SOMETHING. We thought he had to use the litter box because he never meowed like that in the car. The fact was that he didn’t have to go. To this day I still can’t figure out what exactly he was asking and I […]

17 Feb

“kitty” complexion

On Catster each cat has a so-called “kitty complexion” to show the character trait of the cat. I don’t think it’s fair that humans get to rate us but we don’t get to rate them so here it is: Susie’s “Kitty” Complexion: Activeness–As I said yesterday, 12 out of 10. (What? The highest is 9? […]

17 Feb

Nemo jumped onto to the kitchen island while I was preparing his food this morning. How dare him! Right in front of me! He doesn’t even have the decency to hide his mischief. I yelled at him and shushed him off. Can’t let him walk all over me, can I?