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I’m with Gus!

I came to stay with Gus.  I’ve decided that I like Gus’s house.  It was MUCH better than last time!  Here are pictures of my stay!

I brought with Shamus.  This is Shamus. I did his hairdo myself, isn’t it nice?

Gus and I played.  Here’s Gus hiding, waiting for me.

Here’s me waiting for Gus to find me!

We napped together.  This is us napping. I’m pretty sure we’re best at it.

We went outside!  Gus’s outside is much busier than mine. It’s very interesting.

We ate worms together!  I like the sauce best. Gus likes the worms.

I had brushes!

I had banillas!

I played with Gus’s toys!

I looked cute!

I had fun.  But I had most fun when Mommy came to get me and I went home!!

….timmy

Brushes

Timmy Being BrushedOh I love being brushed. It is one of my favorite things. Sometimes I have to work hard to get either mommy or daddy to come into my room and give me brushes; but when I do, I love it!

timmyonpostMostly I have to yell, otherwise mommy and daddy stay busy doing unimportant things. Many times I have to stand on my scratching post, like a mountain lion, so they can see me being exciting. When they finally hear me and come over to me, I run in front of them to my room. I jump onto my stand, and look handsome!

They know to brush me then… I love being brushed it makes me feel good! Sometimes mommy or daddy say that they find an extra kitty’s worth of fur on me. I like to sniff the fur and watch them put it in a big white bucket.

I think they like me… I like being brushed.

…timmy

A sad week

This last week has been VERY sad. I try to be good but…

My mommy and daddy were gone almost every day. They left my house early in the mornings, right after I had breakfast and a few pets and brushes; and they didn’t come back until it was nearly bed time. It was dark…

I tried being exciting in the mornings.  They still left.

I tried running around the living room VERY fast, but the left me anyway.

I ran from window to window to look out and be exciting with my outside friends- like my really HUGE mice with horns. But, they left my house anyway.

I was VERY sad.

When they came home at night, I purred. I let them hold me and cuddle. I gave them smiles, hugs, and cuddles. I stretched REALLY BIG for them. I ran VERY fast. I played with my toys. I was exciting.

But they left me the next day; alone again. I was SAD.

I AM sad when they leave me at home all day… alone.

I hope they will stay home with me today… and be my friends. We will have FUN!

-timmy