6 months ago today, I ran away. I broke my mother’s heart for 48 hours. Then I came home.
I got my blogging privileges back today. I want to take this opportunity to say I’m sorry, mama. Please forgive me.
Mrow.
K & I were ambushed by Peppers yesterday. He packed us in crates, hauled us to the vet, abandoned us & didn’t come back for hours. Now we have to constantly keep an eye on him.
On another note, I overheard someone at the vet say, “is that that beautiful gray cat?”
Mom’s out of town…again. She left me with Peppers this time. He keeps making me sit in front of the computer. I don’t get it.
I thought if I laid on their beach towels, they’d be sure to take me. They didn’t.
Peppers bought Memers a desk with a filing cabinet. I decided that I would help her get organized. After rifling through everything, I came up with a 3 category filing system. They are as follows:
* Me.
* Toys (including, but not limited to strings & ribbons).
* Other stuff.
Done. Now what?
It’s kind of hard to tell, but I’m laying like a mermaid.
There’s nothing on TV tonight except some NBC special about bullying.
I watched for a bit. Thought I might pick up some tips for dealing with K.
1. Report the threat. I will tell Mom, K.
2. If there’s no threat, address the problem. ‘K, you’re stupid. I hate you.’
3. Stand up for yourself. I challenge you to a wrassle, K.
Just because you have a tail, K, doesn’t make you better than me.
This winter has really been affecting my mood. I don’t have the same zest for life that I used to. When I’m not sleeping, I find myself trying to escape the apartment.
Congratulations to Randy Newman for winning the Oscar.
