A daily journal by the ugliest, stinkiest cat ever born.
I got in trubbul tonite. I got a presint today frum my frend Icon Baxter-Bentley and his sister Kateri, and win the Food Lady put the box down before she wint to hide it (frum Mao the Presint-Eeter) I just had to sneek a peek at whut was inside the exsellent box it was maled in. I just got started poking arownd win the Food Lady came and skolded me for peeking and she took the box away.
I was born the runt of the litter, and I'm still a scrawny little runt. Altho I'm allejidly a purebred Simeze/Balineze (I have "papers"!), I used to think maybe my mom was a ho and my dad was not the same dad that my byootiful sisters had until my best innernet frend Shabby pointed me to the Wikipedia entry for Oriental Shorthairs, and I fownd the Skeezix Family, including my twin, Mighty Mite. I have crossed eyes, a crook in my tale, satellite dish ears, a very lowd voice and really screwed up splotchy coloring. In short, I'm a mess. But I'm a kyoot mess. The Food Lady pikt me insted of pikking one of my byootiful sisters becuz I was spunky and outgoing and the butt-ugliest thing she'd ever seen. I make up for these shortcomings by being extremely personable, affekshunit and funny. Every morning, I lik Mr Tasty Face's tasty face to thank him for letting me stay. And I'm lucky becuz I have a big bruther, Mao, who teeches me things like how to be a picky eeter and how to project my voice frum the bottom of the stares to wake everybody up. Mao's the best big bruther in the entire werld.
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Just one more day, Skeezix. Hang in there, buddy.
It's only unnerstandubble. If yoo can peek, then yoo are gonna peek .Hoo wudn't? Not long to wait now.
See, I think they should let you open one today, to get you in the right mindset for tomorrow. That's what the people do on Christmas Eve (or so they tell me, I was born on New Years Day this year).
Good box opening skills Skeezix!
happy birthday a day early skeezix
They say Saturday's gonna get here tomorrow. But you never know. Calendars are triksy. Hang in there Skeezix!
Purrrrrrrrrs,
Boni
One more day Skeezix. We really wanted to come to your party, but Mommy saided that we would be out of town tomorrow and we will not haf access to a 'puter. We is SO MAD. We hopes that you're not mad that we can't come, It's all MOMMY'S FAULT. Be mad at her.
Oh, Sammy and Miles, I'll reely miss gitting to sellubrate with yoo!
They're yur gifties. Maybe I should come ofur, do the peekin, an then tell you what's in there. I'm sad Sammy an Miles won't be there; Miles an I have a great time at parties together. Will there be a tramp-o-lean?
Of KORSE thare will be a trampoleen. In fact, thare will be TWO of them! One for litewates (under ten pownds) and one for the hevywates like Sir Edmund. That's becuz the last time I was on a trampoleen with a tubby tabby, he neerly sent me to the MOON! So for safety reezins, thoze of us hoo are "small framed" will have our own.
"Small framed"???? I think yoo meen "RUNTS"!!!
HAHAHAHA, this burthday is making yoo go CrAzIe!!!
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