Hello, Ms. Mia
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Something's going on...Mom gotted a letter yesterday that when she opened it made her jump up and down. It was a very loud noise when she jumped. I didn't know what she was doing so I went to do a turtle. Mom and dad have been talking about going somewhere and I don't like it at all. I don't know what is going on. I heard mom say that maybe I could stay with Grammie, which would be sooo much fun. If you remember, she's the Grammie with the Stairs.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Friday, November 25, 2005
Today's the daySo I practiced the reverse psychology and am being extra nice to my beans today. I did not give them extra early wakeups, in fact I let them sleep in for the first time since ever. I just know that today is the day for getting the turkey a'cause I heard mom talking about it! I'm just quivering with excitement. I'll be back with an update...
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Where's my bird?I heard today was Turkey Day. So my beans went out and and stayed out forever and then they came back with lots of stuff in the foil. And then my bean dad put some stuff in the microthingie and it smelled so beatidelicious. I followed him when he took it out and I sat next to him and gave him the look. He didn't notice so I got a bit closer, like between his knees, closer. He looked at me then and told me to scram. Pardon, me? Oh! the infelinity of it all. Do you know he ate all the yummy smelling stuff all by himself and didn't give me any? I didn't get any turkey! No fair. Guess who'll be getting special wakeups tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Letter from beanmomMom wrote me a note today,
I love your morning wakeups but please, please, please my darlingprincessmiabella, can you do you wakeups a little later with a little less standing on the hair and scritching of the blanket? I promise to try not to accidentally rumble you off the bed.
I know you know how much you like to sleep. I am the designated alarmcat in the house and it is my job to make sure that you wake ups to go to hunt so that I don't run out of crunchies and grass and the world's best cat litter and the toys and scritching boards and the nip. I take my job seriously and I am always on time. Please do not try and rumble me off the bed in the mornings when I am doing my wakeups. I keep doing them because you are not waking up. Although you may think that I am doing wakeups so I can get my breakie, it is really so you can get your breakie and then go hunt. I'm sorry if I stood on your hair this morning and made you an ouchie. If you would like me to stop the wakeups, all you have to do is wake up.
Monday, November 21, 2005
No more mousieI've given up waiting for the mousie to return. I haven't seen the mousie since my last report when I saw the mousie. Over the weekend, I gotted some new grasses, which I lovelovelove. If you haven't tried grass, ask you beans to get you some. My grass comes from Petco. It's yummy. I'm having a good day today a'cause my bean dad is at home. I like hanging out with my bean dad.
Friday, November 18, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Mousie Sighting #2The mousie came back!!! This time it gotted in the house! Oh my goodness! Here's exactly what happened. I was in the kitchen, and I smelled something suspicious around the washingthingie. I sniffed around and jumped on it and was looking around. The microthingie is next to the washingthingie and I was jumping from the washingthingie and microthingie and that's when mom caught me on the counter, where I'm not supposed to go. But mom! I think I smelled a mousie! She camed into the kitchen to see what I was looking at and couldn't see anything behind the washingthingie. She got the torchlight and was shining it around. She saw the shadow that I saw and yelled for dad. The mousie was hiding behind the microthingie! And then the mousie leaped from the behind the microthingie to the washingthingie and vanished. I don't know where the mousie went! Mom and dad are not happy. They don't want the mousie in the house. I'm just can't wait to get my paws on the mousie!!
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Mom's old desk
So mom gave her 'puter desk away to a friend. Actually they did a swap. Mom got her friend's desk and he got her desk. Does it make sense? I don't know why beans do the things they do. But I do know I had to rub my stinky stuff all over the desk before it left our house. Just in case the desk met any other poodins along the way, they would know that the desk was mine, I mean my mom's.