January 17, 2009
Yesterday was a very scary day. Mommy got up EARLY in the morning (she never does that) and gave me snuggles. Then we went on a car ride. I like cars. But then she took a wrong turn. We went to the doctor. I shook and cried, but she took me in anyway. Then to make it even worse, they took me away from her! They put me in a kennel in the back for a very long time. There were dogs barking, and kitties crying, and weird smells and it was scary!!! Then they took me out and shaved one of my legs and put something in it. It hurt, so I kicked it out. Then they shaved one of my front legs. I started waving and crying because I wanted Mommy. They said I was being difficult. So they shaved my other front leg and put something in there that made me feel really tired and yucky. Then they cleaned my teeth (or so Mommy tells me). Then they put me back in that kennel. I don’t like kennels. They gave me more medicine, it made me see things. It was scary. Then Mommy and Daddy came to pick me up. Daddy NEVER comes to the doctor! I must have been really lucky. (or bad depending on which way you look at it) I sat on Mommy’s lap the whole way home. She didn’t know why I was scared. They had only told her that I would be sleepy. I was scared of the lights and of moving. We went upstairs, and Mommy let me out. I got REALLY scared. I ran into things and I fell on my butt. People made noises and I fell on my butt. I couldn’t walk straight, and I didn’t know who Mommy and Daddy were. So Mommy called the doctor. Then they put me into the bathroom with my pan, my food, my bed, and my favorite toys. I calmed down. It was dark. Soon Daddy came to let me out. Mommy said that I had eaten a lot. I liked my food. I ate two whole cans! I’m going to be a big boy. Then I went and snuggled with Mommy and Daddy on the couch. We watched TV together. I fell asleep.
I’m feeling much better now.
January 8, 2009
My buddy Gus came for a visit today.
He was already in the house and walking through the family room when I finally noticed he was there. When he saw me, he smiled and hissed. Gus was happy to see me!
We chased each other around the house. We ran very fast. Gus chased me… I chased Gus. I was fastest.
I helped Gus eat his food. His mommy brought my favorite kind of food- Gus’ food! I ate a lot; Gus ate a lot, too.
We ran and played. We made lots of noise. We crashed into walls because we ran very fast. My feet would not hold onto the ground when I made fast turns. I slid.
When we finished running, we got to look at the birds and squirrels. We made lots of chatter. The birds and squirrels liked us. We liked looking at them. They were exciting. We had fun. Gus let me sit next to him. He didn’t even yell or hiss or show me his teeth.
Then Gus went home… I was tired. I slept.
January 5, 2009
Oh well, the holidays are over. My rest time is at an end. I have to go back to the office again. My work is waiting.
It means my commute is back again; I have to walk downstairs to the basement office, and it’s a long walk. When I get to the office, I have to sit at my windows at look for my mice (the huge ones with really big sticks on their heads); I look for my squirrels- the black ones and the grey ones, too. I have to sit and stare out to see where they go and make sure they don’t come into my house- I don’t think they will actually all fit in my house. There are too many of them and they would eat all my foods.
I have to talk to mommy to make sure she knows I’m in the office with her; she gets lonely otherwise. She spends a lot of time staring at a light screen and making clicking sounds; mommy gets very lonely when I am quiet and not near her! I keep her awake.
I have to sniff everything downstairs to make certain things are just right. I have to look for Gus, just in case he stayed here after his mommy and daddy left.
I sit and look. I look and sit. I wait and sniff.
I have lots to do. I missed getting all my work done during the holidays. I think I’ll sit in my chair and think.
I’ll be done soon….
…timmy
January 4, 2009
Do you know what they did yesterday?
They took away my green, fuzzy tree! I liked my tree. It was really nice. It had lots of ringing bells and shiny balls all over it. I played with the balls; I rang the bells. Everyone laughed when I played with the toys on my tree. They made it go away. I can’t believe they did that to me.
They took all the balls and bells and put them in one of those boxes that Gus likes. The box made nice noises, sounded very interesting, but I could not get into it and then they hid the box in the basement. They took the tree down and broke it into pieces. They stuffed the pieces into a really big box. I tried to stop them, but they did it anyway and now it’s gone.
They vacuumed the room; made lots of noise. Then they put a boring chair in the place where my fun tree stood. I can’t believe it. It’s gone. I must have been bad.
I am sad.
…timmy
