There's this white stuff outside. I can't seem to attack it through the glass, it's pretty frustrating. The dog goes outside in it but wont bring me back some to sniff it.

I haven't updated in so long because my hooman has been trying to hold me so much and make me do cat things. She doesn't realize that I have a life of my own and I actually update my blog, unlike her. I may not have since November or something but who is the one blogging now? Not the hooman. Kittehs are better.

Speaking of my hooman, she actually made me a sweater. She only put it on me once and it was so constricting. I couldn't walk or anything, it was horrible. She laughed and took pictures, I don't know if she still has them or not. She hasn't put it back on me because I have so many hairs though so it makes me happy.

The hooman also got me a new necklace. It has a sound maker on it so they know where I am. How am I supposed to stalk people and things if they can hear me?!

I can has Obama!

I are so happeh to have Obama leader of teh country. I was so excited I talked in lolcat for a long time and made my hooman run after me to put me to bed. It was great.

I would like to has cheezburger with Obama.





Besides teh hooman election I haven't been up to a whole lot. With it getting colder I've been sleeping a lot on the couch. It makes me giggle when the hoomans come and look at me like it's cute. It isn't cute, I'm just trying to keep myself warm. Especially my hooman, she are so stupid! She puts blankets all over for me when I don't get that cold. Has she even noticed all my hairs?! My grandmama is so much smarter than her, thats why I kill crickets and yellow papers of joy for her.

Everyday is Caturday!

So, teh hoomans are on their intarwebs machines again. They're just sitting there and staring at it. I keep going and messing with my hooman today. It's pretty funny. She's looking at this paper with hooman writing on it and is concentrating, so I go and jump on it and act like it was a mistake. I sit down and look all cute trying not to laugh at her and then jump off. I play with a yellow paper of joy and then come back to mess with her again. It makes me full of happy. The stupid hooman keeps trying to move me but I just come back.





Now I go look like nothing happened.
^_^

meooow =^o.o^=

Something fun to do is wait until your hooman is concentrating, and crawl into somewhere awkward and make them get you out. I've been doing it to my grandmama all day. I really like her work area, there is this thing that paper comes out of and it's so cool. It makes this weird sound and I want to attack it so bad.

Speaking of attacking things, I stunned a cricket the other day but my grandmama took it away before I could kill it fully and hide it somewhere. I was upset until my hooman gave me a little yellow paper of joy. She has them stuck to all kinds of books and I want them all.

I've been sleeping at the bottom of my hoomans bed because it has been getting colder. Sometimes at night she accidentally kicks me and I make a noise at her. She tries to meow back but sounds really stupid because she's a hooman.

The Bath.

Yesterday my hooman gave me a bath. It was horrible. I don't know why she did it, the last time I had poo on me but I was perfectly clean before. She told me that she could get more hairs off me and it would be better for my health. I think she's making it up. I can groom myself fine.

She was mice to me though and I got treats. I have forgiven her and apologized for shredding her into pieces... she should know better though.

Last night when the hooman was asleep I knocked down a bunch of her head scarves and I slept on them. I shed all kinds of hairs on them and it made me feel nice. I was planning on waking up before the hooman did so I could pretend I didn't do anything but she saw it before I could get up. I started playing with them and the hooman fell back asleep.

I can has computer teim.

The hooman has been weird the last two days. Yesterday she tore apart my room with all of her stuff and put it outside and some people took it away. I don't know what she was thinking.

She kept moving things across the room and finding all of the toys I was hiding. It's one thing if you crawl under the dresser and take out my toy, but you don't have to move it across the room to get it out hooman.

My toys aren't all over the floor now and she used that loud thing that sucks up my hair off the ground.

Hoomans are weird.

Necklaces

I took my necklace off last night and my hooman hasn't put it back on. She says that the clasp on it is too easily broken so she is going to buy me a new one. She got on her intarweb machine and showed me pictures of some of them. I think she is funny for being so into them. I would prefer to roam without a necklace, especially when they have a noise maker on them. I hate how people can hear where I go.