Maisy Days
Turd Burgular, That's Me!October 7th 2005 9:07 pm[ Leave A Comment ] I don't know what it is about digging in the kitty litter and finding those mini "Nestle Crunch bars." Mom and dad think I'm DISGUSTING! How can that be when cat poop is just cat food (my fave!) that is covered in sprinkles?! I can't get enough when I'm left unsupervised. No one wants me to give them kisses unless they check my breath first. That makes me paranoid. It almost hurts my feelings, but the reward is all worth it. I might have an addiction problem...
Terrible TwosJune 14th 2005 8:32 am[ Leave A Comment ] Mom and Dad say I'm in my Terrible Two's... whatever that means! They seem to think I've forgotten all of my manners, tricks, and commands. They just don't know that I DO know everything, I just CHOOSE when I want to follow! Of course, when there are treats (like gummi bears, my fave!) involved, I will try my darnedest to 'stay' or 'rollover' or whatever it takes to get that soft & chewy treat. My best trick is 'off' - I do it so well, and I NEVER take my eyes off the prize. Lately, I've been a sucker for potato chips. Mom was laughing at me because I was drooling on her hand while I was watching her eat some crispity, crunchity, saltity tator chips... just like Cypress used to do for salt & vinnies! I'm glad they can find lil reminders of good ole Cypie in me, it makes me feel good to bring them happiness. :)
Sunshiney Maisy Days!May 19th 2005 8:33 pm[ Leave A Comment ]
I love the spring time, warm weather, and sun! Definitely was tired of getting warm by laying on top of the heat vents on the floor... the metal grates got so hot, but I had to make the sacrifice for the, oh, so warm heat. I get to laze in the sun, usually from the deck, but sometimes from below in the backyard. I always take one of my squeaker stuffies out there to keep me company. Mom & Dad can peer down into the yard and usually see me racing around, doing laps with my stuffy in my mouth.
Agent 007March 19th 2005 8:15 pm[ Leave A Comment ] Mom and Dad keep saying I think I'm a cat. Well, the only role models I have these days are 3 cats who want nothing to do with me if I act wild and crazy. I've been kinda imitating them - following slowly and closely behind them using a catlike strut; eating cat food; and running along the top of the couch - speaking of that, i love to sneak up on top of the couch and nosedive into a bag of gummi bears or potato chips! That's where the codename 007 comes into play... ;-)
She's a Man Eater!March 7th 2005 6:19 pm[ Leave A Comment ] I lost my four front teef this past weekend. I am biting more than ever, if that's even possible. I can tell my mom is getting frustrated with my biting, it's very hard, but I can't help it. I am so feisty and talk back to her when she tells me "NO!" Usually I hop around on all fours and jump at her, while snarling and snipping my baby shark teeth. Ice cubes and frozen greenies help my gums for a few minutes, then I get wild all over again! I listen to my dad and all the cats more than mom, but she is my cuddle buddy. :) I started puppy school last week, so maybe mom has some hope for me in the future. Good thing I'm cute!!
Breakin' ThruFebruary 1st 2005 7:50 pm[ Leave A Comment ]
I think I'm starting to win over the toughest of the cats, Cammy! The other day she played with me - chasing me around the house. She wasn't hissing AS much as usual, and she didn't look as scary. Of course, she had to fake a couple times like she was being mean so she wouldn't look like a sellout to The Boyz.
I'm a FakerJanuary 12th 2005 1:29 pm[ Leave A Comment ] I'm starting to realize that when I go pee-pee outside, I get yummy treats that taste like beef and cheese! Yesterday I only had one accident in the house while mom & dad were home. They were so proud of me! Although I think they've caught on to me. I squat and 'act' like I'm going #1 outside and then sprint over to mom or dad so that they will give me a treat. Too bad they have discussed this together and said how I have done this 3-4 times and there was nothing on the ground. Oops, I'm going to need to be more stealth about it!
Welcome Home!January 10th 2005 7:28 pm[ Leave A Comment ]
On Friday, Jan. 7th I flew all the way from Texas to Virginia. I was scared and crying the whole way. When I got to the cargo area, my mom was waiting but she is so short she couldn't see me over the counter! I was whining and crying and could see her trying to get a peek of me, so I stretched high and caught a glimpse. When we finally made eye contact, I stopped crying for a brief moment. Getting home was great because I got to meet Simba, the oldest cat, I chased him around the kitchen - don't think he liked that! Then I met my dad and grandma.. then Ms. Karin... Mr. Ronnie... and the Dookies. Wow, lots of visitors! Although I miss my doggie mom, bros & sisters the welcome wagon made me happy. I'm fearless anyways!
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