July 12th 2005 3:59 pm
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There are children in the house, besides me! Finally, someone to play with! I was born two years ago, and all of the other animals in the house have always been older. Bruzer, my companion, is 5 years old. For a Mastiff, that is middle-aged. The breed only lives about ten years, in general. He is quite lazy anyway, probably because he is fat. He recently had surgery and weighed in at 205 lbs. I am a trim 170 lbs. Some may think I am thin, but I take care to watch my figure. It seems that people think the bigger the dog, the better. Not true. Anyway, back to the children.

Not too long ago, one of the old cats that lived here got very sick. Her name was Tigger. My mom was sad and rushed her to the vet, but Tigger never came back. I knew she was different anyway, because last summer she started getting shots everyday and whenever we went on vacation, she went too, so she could get a shot. Well, a couple of weeks later, my mom and dad went back to the vet where they had taken Tigger, and when they came home they had babies with them! I think they were babies - they were very, very small black and grey balls, and they smelled funny. Mom and Dad set up a nursery in the bathroom, and for a long time I could only here meowing and scratching noises. One day, my mom let out the children, and told Bruzer and me that their names were Huggy Bear and Dora, the Explorer.

Dora is the grey female, and she likes me alot. When I am lying down, she will knead me. I think this means she likes me. Huggy Bear is the wild one, and he passes gas all the time. Bruzer does, too. It must be a man thing. I have to be very careful, because if I get carried away when playing, I can smash them. It is hard to restrain myself, though. Sometimes, if they get too excited, they run under my Mom and Dad's bed to hide. I tried to warn them that an old troll lives under there and to be cautious, but they are fearless. Cali (the old troll-cat) just hisses at them.

One time I heard my Mom and Dad telling someone that when they took Tigger in to go to sleep, one of the workers had found a litter of kittens that were abandoned by their mother-cat. The lady brought the children to the vet and took care of them until they were ready for their own homes. That's when they came to live at our house. I like to watch them do funny things. Now, somebody besides me gets in trouble, too! I can tell we are going to grow up and be very good friends!