It’s My Birthday!

Hi cats. It’s my birthday. OK, it was my birthday yesterday.  However, I wasn’t able to get to the computer in time to type about it.  So, I will refer to my journal and tell you what happened.

My birthday began when my Mom sang “Happy Birthday” to me just as the day they call “December 3rd” began.  Then she told me that I was a “big girl” because I was two years old.  I liked that.  After she woke up later that morning, she gave me some new toys.  I liked them, even though they were the balls that I already have at least thirty of.  Best of all, she gave me a delicious salmon dinner!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you can see, I loved that.  But then, she discovered that she was running out of everything.  So, instead of staying home to give me love and attention I deserved, she went out and shopped which left me home alone. I was not happy!  I told Trixie about what was going on, and she said, “Wait, Grace. Your birthday isn’t over yet.  Maybe she’ll surprise you!” Well, that’s exactly what she did.  After her Walmart trip, Mom walked into the house with a big smile on her face.  Then she said, “Grace, you’re going to love this!”  I was so excited.  I figured that maybe my surprise was a great big salmon dinner that I could eat for days.  So, I jumped up on the refrigerator to meet Mom.  While I did that, she pulled out my “present” and accidentally twapped me on the head with it.  That made me fall off of the refrigerator onto the bookcase.  Then she said, “Grace, this is your beautiful new pet bed.”  This is what it looked like:

As you can see, it’s a huge thing that had just hit me in the head.  So, I glared at her and my “gift”. I think that she knew that I was angry because she apologized.  However, that didn’t stop her from putting that miserable thing into our bed.  Even worse, she told me that I’d love sleeping in it.  I thought, If you think I’m sleeping in that thing, you’re wrong. That monstrosity is a danger to both myself and others!  Then, as you can see, I turned my back on my new “gift”.  That didn’t stop her, though.  She kept trying to get me to like it.  Finally, she gave up and went out to meet her friends leaving me home alone—again.  So, I gave up on my birthday, and went to sleep.

Finally, she came back.  I figured that she’d try to get me to go into that thing she called a “pet bed” again.  Thankfully, that’s not what happened.  Instead, she told me she was sorry that she ignored me.  Then she said it was OK if I didn’t like my gift. Next, after giving me a nice snuggie, she gave me more salmon.  After that, we played together until she got tired. Last, she told me something that made me very happy.  She said, “Grace, I have decided that I’m not going to even try to get another cat.  So, you don’t have to worry about that anymore.”  I was so happy to hear that that I pretended that I didn’t hear her mumble, “One of you is enough! That pet bed cost me twenty dollars and I can’t take it back,” under her breath.  So, I was nice to her, and finished my birthday by snuggling at her feet on the couch.  That felt good, and I was glad that my birthday ended well. I just hope that she never decides to surprise me with a strange gift again!

Mom Left Me Alone With a Stranger!

Hi cats.  I was so happy about becoming famous that I forgot that it has been more than two weeks since I last posted.  I could make up a lot reasons why, but the main reason was that I was discouraged.  I’ve been typing and typing into what appears to be empty cyberspace.  That’s not fun. However, now that my our blog is famous, I am back to posting.

Since I last typed to you, nothing major has happened.  Mom and I had a nice anniversary, but then she got busy.  She worked extra hours, and when she wasn’t working, she was out with her friends.  I did not like that.  So, yesterday I prayed, God, I’m lonely here!  Could You please make Mom stay home more? I never dreamed that He’d answer my prayer so quickly!

Today, Mom and I were having a nice snuggle.  Then, one of her friends called.  She said, “I’ve got to go, Gracie,” and walked out of our apartment.   As she went out the door, I thought, Great.  Now I’ll be home alone again!  That wasn’t what happened though.  Instead, my Mom came right back with a person I’d only met once.  Since I didn’t know that person very well, I took evasive action and hid under the bed.  My Mom can be naïve, so I figured I’d check this person out before I came out to visit with them.  Her friend tried to get me to come out, but I remained under the bed.  I even ignored Mom when she called me.  After they both stopped calling my name, I thought that I was safe.

Boy was I wrong.  Mom did something that shocked me. She went into the bathroom and closed the door.  That left me alone in a room with a stranger!  I did not like that at all.  So, I huddled next to the wall and prepared for battle.   Thankfully, nothing happened.  Her friend talked to me, but I ignored her.  Then, Mom came out of the bathroom, and she and her friend left.  I was very happy to see them go.

I have to wonder:  What was she thinking?  Mom knows that I don’t like strangers.  Yet, she left me alone in a room with one! I think that I am more important than any human idea of “privacy”.  I’d like to punish her, but I know that I get in trouble when I do that.  So, I won’t do anything—for now.  However, I am going to tell God . . .

Tell Me?

OOPS, humbly ask God to make sure that she gets together with her friends outside of our home.  I’d rather be home alone than alone with a stranger!

Now, it’s your turn.  Have your human/s ever left you alone with a stranger?  If they did, please tell me what you did about that.  Then, I’ll know what to do if she ever tries to do that to me again!

She Went Shopping and Bought Nothing for Me!

Hello cats.  I was going to post earlier about how lonely I was, but I fell asleep.  Mom had been gone for a long time. Then, she came home before I could get to the computer.  At first, all was well.  She looked guilty about being out for so long.  She said she was sorry, and then she snuggled me.  Best of all, I knew she’d been shopping because she’d brought in two large bags that smelled new.  I was so excited!  I could hardly wait to see what she’d gotten me.  So, I looked in the first bag.  It had a gift for one of her friends in it.  Still hopeful, I looked into the other bag.   Sadly, it was filled with clothes for her.  Then she modeled the clothes for me and said, “Look at these tops, Gracie.  Aren’t they cute?”

What I thought at that moment cannot be posted on a family website.  Let’s just say that I was very unhappy.  I expressed my displeasure by glaring at her and walking away.  I’m still angry though.  So, when she goes to sleep, I just might do a few clawterations on those clothes of hers!