Yo quiero Fancy Feast!

Well, I've had to pose for a lot of cards lately, and this is the one we did yesterday morning. My big bruther Mao said I looked like a chiwawa, which I don't think is a complement becuz I think the chiwawa is a dawg-like creechur. Fortunately, I stood up nice and strate and looked strate at the Food Lady, so it didn't take long to make the pikchur.

Yo quiero Fancy Feast!

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A no-torture day at the vets!

Me and my big bruther Mao went to the vet again today. The funny thing is, my big bruther Mao got tortured by having a needul stuck in him and a termperachur probe stuck up his poop hole, but they didn't prick me or poke me or torture me. Maybe it was becuz I was a really good boy. I didn't make a peep at all the whole entire time. In fact, they didn't even know I was there until the end when they saw my pink shirt thru the prison box. And when my best frend Jeeen saw me in the prison box, she came and took me out and held me real nice and petted me. And I got to see Kathy, too. Kathy was the one who stuck the needul in my big bruther Mao while I watched. Mao's got good padding tho, so the needul doesn't hurt him very much. They gave me new food to eat (dry crap! like I'm gonna eat that!) to help make my squirts go away. The other day, my squirts kinda sprayed all over the wall and the floor and the door, so the Food Lady is ready to pay whatever it will take to stop me up. She mentioned butt putty, but I don't know what that is. And, yes, by the way, Mao bellowed a lot on the way to the vets, so my ears are still ringing. He doesn't realize how my big satellite dish ears amplify the sound. Or maybe he does and he's just trying to make my brain explode.

A no-torture day at the vets!

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Holy Cow!

I found a new creechur when I was surfing on myspace. I don't know what it's called, but I want one!

Holy Cow!

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My new best frend is Shon

I took my weekly trip in the car to the vet's office today. This time, my big bruther Mao went with me. Boy, he really needs to put a sock in it! My eardrums were practically bleeding by the time we got to the vet's office because he wouldn't shut up. Well, he did finally shut up in the igzaminashun room when the Food Lady let me out of my prison box and let me get into the blue prison box that Mao was in (which is actually MY box, but when Mao goes with me to the vet, I have to ride in the cheepo cardboard prison box becuz the other plastic prison box is missing). Anyway, once I was in the box with Mao, we were both as happy and quiet as clams until they took Mao away and got his temperachur, which made him make a bad loud sound. The yung man who took him in the back was the same one frum last week who was very very very nice. The Food Lady found out his name is Shon, and he was very nice this week, too. Maybe even as nice as my frend Jeeen. I wore my Skeezix the Cat tshirt becuz it wasn't very cold today so I didn't need a super warm sweater. The most exciting thing that happened at the vet was that I herd a new creechur. Mr Tasty Face didn't know what the sound was, so the Food Lady explaned it was a rooster. Shon told us that the rooster was back there with a pot-bellied pig. The Food Lady likes pigs. She says they are even smarter than my big bruther Mao, and she once knew a pig who loved Star Trek, and sometimes she calls me a pig when I scarf down my Fancy Feast Sliced Turkey in Gravy too fast. The rooster went "errrr er errr er errr!" and he did it more times than I can count (becuz I haven't lernd to count, yet.) Anyway, they stuck a needle in me and they wayed me (7.89 pounds) and then I got to watch in horror as they held Mao down on the table and shaved some of his fur off, and stuck a needle in him and filled this plastic toob up with the red liquid that came out of his leg. I don't mind them torturing Mao (since he picks on me all the time), I just don't want to have to watch it.

My new best frend is Shon

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In trubble again

This morning I got in trubble again becuz I got up on the kitchen table and started to eat the butter on the table. I licked and licked and licked (YUMMY!) and was well on my way to boring a whole right through the middle of it when the Food Lady saw me and went "OH, SKEEZIX," and I was busted. She took it to Mr Tasty Face and showed how the rough ridges of my tung dug grooves in the surface of the butter. And then she cut off the part I licked and threw it in the garbage.

In trubble again

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The Nefew was here

My frend Eric (who is the nefew of the Food Lady and Mr Tasty Face) came to our house for Eester dinner. He's in collidge. Here is an Easter pikchur of the two of us together (I'm the little wite one).

The Nefew was here

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My Spring Shirt

...And here's a pikchur of me in my sporty spring shirt:

My Spring Shirt

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Happy Easter!

Here is my Easter card. I posed with my big bruther Mao. I'm the little white one. You can click it to send it as an ecard.

Happy Easter!

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The Incredible Earless Cat

The Food Lady showed me this pikchur of a poor ugly kitten who, it appears, was born with little teeny tiny stubs instead of ears. I don't know how it hears anything!

The Incredible Earless Cat

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I saw the Easter Bunny!

So yesterday I had to go back to visit my good frends at the vet's office. My good frend Jeeen wasn't there, but Kathy was, and there was a nice yung man with dark hair and glasses helping the vet. He was very very very nice and he wished us a happy easter. I wore my favorite Cal Bears sweater becuz it was freezing cold and water was coming down from the sky so that the Food Lady's hair went really flat. As usual, they wayed me and tortured me with needles. I was a good boy and didn't bite anyone like my frend Rocky does. I way 7.87 pounds, which is less than last week, but last week I ate two cans of cat food and didn't go poop before they wayed me. But still, I'm not in runt territory any longer. When we were finished, the vet man in the blue shirt was talking to two nice ladies, and one of them was holding a creecher I'd never seen before. It was white like me, but it was way rounder, like a football, and it had ears that were EVEN LONGER THAN MINE!!! I know you don't beleeve me, but it's true. His ears were black, and his eyes were, too. He got a B12 shot, just like me. I guess the vet man will torture any creecher who comes in. The Food Lady told me the creecher was a bunny. And not just any bunny, but the Easter Bunny. I wish I'd known: I would've worn my bunny ears!

I saw the Easter Bunny!

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I'm gonna join the circus

I finally decided what I want to be when I grow up: a circus performer. And I even found the circus I want to join:

I'm gonna join the circus

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I way over 8 pounds!

This afternoon, it was back in the blue prison box for me to go visit my frends at the vet man's place. Those nice ladeys Jeeen and Katheey were there, and I got pricked and they wayed me and I wayed OVER 8 POUNDS! I think I'm offishully out of runt territory.

I way over 8 pounds!

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Fetch!

I've learned how to fetch! And I look darned cute when I'm doing it. Mr Tasty Face was excited to have taught me, but the Food Lady just said, "Well, it's about time. Mao learned to fetch AND shake before he was four months old." Sometimes, there's just no pleasing her! I'm always being compared to my big bruther Mao, but I don't even LIKE treats like he does, so why should I shake for them??? My big bruther Mao shakes -- he does both the regular kind of shaking AND something called the High Five. He's a big showoff. I hate being the little bruther.

Fetch!

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April Fool!

I may look like the village idiot, but in exchange for wearing the stupid beanie, I'm waited on hand and foot, I get as much Fancy Feast as I like, I sleep in a heated cat bed and peeple clean up my poop. Fool? I think not! (Click to send as an e-card.)

April Fool!

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