Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Happy Wednesday everyone. It's a beautiful day here in Fl. I love being out on the screen porch. I still get jumpy with loud noises. I didn't like the sound of that noisy thing that opens up and takes stuff that Mom throws in. There are two of those things side by side on the porch. Mom calls them a washer and dryer. I don't think I want to be washed and dried in those things. No Way.
Mom discovered that I eat twice a day...Morning time and late at night. I think what she does is put 1/4 cup in my dish in the morning and then another 1/4 cup when that's gone. I usually don't eat all of the second part 'til the middle of the night sometimes. My dish is always empty when Mom gets up in the morning. Mom said I'm getting 1/2 cup in a 24 hour period. I sometimes take a few bites and leave it. Mom had to take the place mat away this morning as I like to cover my food up when I'm done, even if the dish is empty. This morning I had covered my water dish with the corner of the place mat thingy and it got wet. Mom said something 'bout finding a "tray" to put under my dishes, whatever that is. She also said she's going to look for a "cube" for me to sleep in. Don't know what that is either. She said it might help me since I like dark places to sleep. I sleep either in Dad's basket in the closet or under the long thingy in Mom's computer room. No one can see my under there 'cause it has a long thing that goes down to the floor.
Mom said to thank all of you for all your words that made her feel better about my getting used to my new home. I do smell another kitty but never see him. But at my other home I was around other kitties. The home before that was nice but they had 3 young ones..girls ages 7, 5, and 3 I think. But they had to move far away out of the country and couldn't take me with them. That was a very sad day when the lady came to take me to her house. That was bout 3 weeks ago. But the lady was very nice to me as was her big man person and her son who is 16 years old. I hope I live to be that old!
Oh, Mom weighed me yesterday and the numbers on the white box said I was 9.6 pounds. Mom said she won't let me get fat. Mom's sister said her cats are all between 8 and 10 pounds so I am just right. I also have a birthday coming up in April. On the 23 I'll be 2 years old.
Someone said something about the terrible two's...Hope being two doesn't hurt. Being terrible doesn't sound good either.
Well, Mom said I have to get off the computer now as she has to go to a place called Curves. Does that mean she's going to buy some curves? I'll have to see what they are when she comes home.
Love, (head bump)