April Fool!

Here's my April Fool picture! My Grandma Pat says I look like the Village Idiot. Is that one of the Village People?

April Fool!

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Oh, CRAP!

I've had four footbaths in the last 24 hours. Just can't seem to master the whole burying-my-poop-without-stepping-in-it thing. I don't know how my big bruther Mao does it. I've kinda had the sqwerts, too, which makes it that much worse. Oh, woe is me. We did get to watch TV last night, which I really like to do. The TV is a big bright box with little people and music in it --- kind of like the cat heeters in the office, but with sound, and more akshun. The Food Lady and the Food Dude sit farther away from the TV than they do the cat heeters in the office, and the TV doesn't have one of those plastik trays in frunt of it with all the buttons on it that they press reel fast (I think the plastic tray is called a keybord, because about 20 times a day I hear, "OH SKEEZIX! DON'T WOK AKROST THE KEYBORD!" when I try to press the buttons on it.) We watched something called either "The West Wing," or "The Left Wing." I'm not sure which one it is. The Food Lady says "West" and the Food Dude says "Left." The Food Dude says if Alan Alda wins, they'll have to call it the "Right Wing," but I don't know what that meens. All I know is that I got to kerl up on the Food Lady's sholder for an hour, and nap and purr. That was reel nice. Watching the "Whatever Wing" show is better for napping than "Whose Line is it, Anyway?" becuz the Food Lady and the Food Dude don't laff so hard and slap thare legs during the Wing show, and it lasts twice as long as "Whose Line." Well, that's all for today... gotta go hit the cat box.

Oh, CRAP!

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Just Hangin'

Here's how I like to hang offa my cat bed. I'm one cool cat, with my arm hangin' off the side.

Just Hangin'

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White Trash

The Food Dude calls this photo "White Trash." I spend a LOT of time in the trashcan. I'm a pack rat, and I love to collect styrofoam peanuts, and then I either put them in the trash, or store them in a pile behind the filing cabinet. And since the trash is kind of a little cubbyhole, I like to hang out there.

Right after my first poop of the day this morning, almost as soon as me and my smell left the catbox, I herd, "OH SKEEZIX!!!" and you gessed it, I got a bath to clean my poopy paws. The Food Lady said that that's a crappy way to start a day. And then, to boot, both the Food Lady and the Food Dude were gone away ALL day. I gess the weekend was over. I was very lonely, and so happy to see them when they got home that I'm not even mad about the bath anymore.

White Trash

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Pretty Boy

Thot u might like to see a recent photo of me... have you ever seen a more handsome face? My big bruther Mao says I'm a big-eared cross-eyed freak. I guess he meant it in a nice way.

Pretty Boy

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Send a Free E-card with my Pikcher on It!

I got to do this real fun thing again --- poze for a pikcher. In this one, I got to wear bunny ears that are a tiny bit longer than my real ears. When I got thru, everyone who saw this said "Phew! That's the ugliest kitten ever born!" I know it's not Eeester yet, but I put this up so that you can send your frends my foto as an ecard.

Send a Free E-card with my Pikcher on It!

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The Little Brown Starburst

The Food Lady and the Food Dude like to watch "Whose Line Is It, Anyway?" and one of their favorite games on the show is "Compilation Album." This morning, when the Food Lady got awake, one of the first things she said was, "OH, SKEEZIX!" Then I herd her talking to the Food Dude, about how she thot of a new complilation album: "Songs of the Catbox," featuring that classic by the Police, "There's a little brown star on my pillowcase." Take it away Colin and Ry'.

And you gessed it, they dunked me in a bath shortly thereafter.

The Little Brown Starburst

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Oops, I did it again, again

For the third night in a row, the Food Dude yanked me out of bed after my 2 am litter box trek, and gave me a footbath. I'm being tortured! On a brighter note, my technological skills are improving each day. Now, in addition to dialing in for voicemail and deleting messages, I figured out how to turn off the computer. And of course, you know the first thing I herd after I did that ... "OH, SKEEZIX!!!!"

Oops, I did it again, again

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Me and Mao

Here's a pikcher of me and my big bruther Mao. We're sitting in the Food Dude's office chair. Mao likes to sleep with his nose right where the best aromas are.

Me and Mao

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Oops, I did it again

I've been so good, for at leest a week. But last nite, I got two baths between 3 and 3:30 am. I couldn't help myself -- I had to go! And it was very very dark and skarey in the catbox, and I coodn't see that I'd stepped in my poop until after I did it -- first one paw, then the other. I tried to crawl back into bed like nothing had happened, hoping they wouldn't notis, but the Food Dude has the most sensitiv noze in the werld, and bolted uprite in bed and busted me. (The Food Lady's sinuses are all plugged up, so she doesn't notis, she just keeps on snoring like a choo choo trane.) He gave me a bath, then turned out the lites, but all the water running made me need to go agin, so I climed back in the catbox, and it was like deja vu all over again... and you gessed it, I got poop in my paws and it wuz bak in the sink for me. I kinda like the smell of my poop, but the Food Dude def duz not.

Oops, I did it again

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Voicemail

Today, I discovered how to dial in for voicemail. There was this box on the desk with all these buttons that had numbers on them, and I hit the big round black button, and all of a sudden these electronic chimey sounds came out of the box, and then a lady who was not the food lady started talking to me from inside the box! I got so nervous thinking that a lady has been living on the desk in that box, that I accidentally stepped on the "3" button, and then the lady said, "Message deleted," and then the food lady yelled --- you gessed it --- "OH, SKEEZIX!!!"

Voicemail

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Rainy Days and Mondays

This is always the saddest day of the week. The Food Lady goes away all day, and the Food Dude is usually gone, too, and it's that way for about four more days in a row. So, I don't have anyone to play fun games with me or tell me what a cute boy I am. My big bruther Mao will only tolerate me for so long before (whap!) he gives it to me good across the chops. Then I know I can only jump on top of him and bite him about eighteen more times before he kills me. If you stop seeing me writing my blog every day, then you'll know I lost count and my big bruther Mao nailed me for good.

Rainy Days and Mondays

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More Me and Mao

Here's anuther pikcher of me and my big bruther Mao. See how dark and handsum he is? My ears are so big, he calls me Batboy. I thought it had something to do with Spring Training, but then he showed me a foto of a big-eared bat, and I got the pikcher.

More Me and Mao

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I got to wear my green hat!

Today was a grate day, becuz I got to ware my green hat all day long. It's a speshul hat with holes cut out for the ears, becuz I have really big satellite dish ears. I'm glad I could ware it so no one would pinch me. I've fownd a really effective way to get the Food Dude and Food Lady to get their hairless pink bodies out of bed in the morning to feed me: I go to the litter box, do a squishy stinky poop, work it in between my toes real good, and then crawl into bed, walk across their faces, and lay across one of their throtes --- and this part is reelly important --- I purr reelly lowd. Within about 14 seconds, the Food Dude bolts uprite in bed and says, "Oh, SKEEZIX!" but he can't be meen to me becuz I'm purring as lowd as I can, and I'm looking adorable in a really homely way. Unfortunitely, that usually meens that I get put in the sink with the rain turned on before I get brekfist, but it's a good way to get brekfist a little early. I've refused to eet anything but Fancy Feast Sliced Chicken in Gravy in the pink can. I'll eet any flavor, but my big bruther Mao clued me in about the being pickey thing. Mao is a good big bruther to have. He teeches me things.

I got to wear my green hat!

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Hello, Innernets!

My name is Skeezix the Cat and this is my blog. Thank yoo for coming to vizit. This is a place ware I will tell yoo all abowt my advenchurs in Castro Valley by the big forest. I hope yoo vizit lots!

Yer frend,
Skeezix the Cat

Hello, Innernets!

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