My new perch

Daddy had to go to work today, but with mommy home all day today I tried my best to keep close to her. It wasn't easy with all her stopping, turning, bending and lifting. I followed her while she carried her basket of clothes, stood by her while she poured liquid on them inside a machine, and followed her to the kitchen, bedroom and bathroom. All this running around made me exhausted, but I didn't want to be away from her for one moment.

During all this running around, mommy stepped on me once, kicked me several times on accident, and yelled at me over and over "Cyan get out of the way!". I didn't want to make her upset, and I didn't like getting kicked or stepped on so I finally sat down on the couch to leave her alone until she got tired too.

Mommy sat down with me for a break, I cuddled on her chest while she picked up a ball of string and some sticks. At some point I fell asleep and mommy stood up. I felt her support and balance me in position as she moved around and I got to see everything from her shoulders while she worked! I loved the view, I loved her warmth and I loved the fact that I didn't have to be kicked or stepped on to walk around next to her.

At some time in the day, she put me down on the floor but I wanted desperately to get back up on her shoulders! I found my way over to the couch, climbed on the tallest part and jumped all the way up to her shoulders again as she passed by me. She let me spend most of the evening there, comfortably, wrapped around the back of her neck. I mastered the balance necessary and I learned so much just by watching her work, and the best part is I am not getting hurt or getting in her way anymore!

Cat's in the bag!

Mommy brought alot of people food home from work today. She carried in so many bags that daddy had to help her put them all down on the table! While she was putting them away in the big white food box, she rolled up the plastic bags and put them all inside one as she normally does. But this time it was so full of rolled bags that it fell over. I immediately attacked it and was about to shred it to pieces until daddy picked it up and put it back in with the others.

My curiosity was piqued, I had to explore these amazing self-expanding bags! I pulled several of them back out when daddy wasn't looking. Mommy was busy putting the human food into the big white box still so I had tons of time to examine the strange plastic bags without interruptions. I wedged the bag open and crawled inside to get to the base of the bag. I could smell the scent of chicken and mixed flavored foods so I crawled in even deeper.

While examining the inside of the plastic bag I let my guard down. Daddy walked up behind me and laughed saying "look at this little monster...". I felt the bag collapse on me and suddenly I was being lifted off the ground, tumbling around the inside of this hazy white sheet of plastic with only one opening at the top. The opening was too narrow now, my own weight pulled it shut and I was trapped inside.

I didn't feel the need to cry or complain, it was actually a bit thrilling to see how this object functions! I tried to move around and adjust to a different position but everytime I lifted weight off of one leg I felt the other side of my body collapse deeper into the bag! I shifted faster, turning and spinning, but still I could feel the tension of the plastic bag around me.

I could hear daddy laughing and saying "hey look! The cat's in the bag!". Immediately I heard mommy laugh too and I knew this was some sort of fun game for them. I still didn't fight or beg to get out, I actually found it pretty cozy inside and was sitting quite comfortably. I'm guessing daddy got bored or maybe I was getting too heavy because he put me back down on the ground and let me find my way back out of the bag again. It's a shame it couldn't last longer.

Digging in,... litter?

It's not the first time I've seen mommy do this. She picked up a large square spoon with holes in it and dug through my litter box to find every stinky object I've buried in there. I personally believe the stuff that comes OUT of my body is smelly and it is embarrassing to think anyone would have to smell it or see it, but mommy insists on digging for it every so often! Why on earth would she do that?

If I really stop and think about it, she did recently get a cage-mint ring. Maybe she needed it because she does smell the stinky scent even after it is buried, and maybe she's trying to find it and get rid of it? If that's the case I feel even more humiliated! After it seemed she found all the little treasures I left behind, she then took my whole litter box and dumped out all the sand! Great, what was I supposed to use now?

Mommy sprayed some bad-smelling chemicals on the litter box and scrubbed it to made it look brand new. What she did next however, was definitely strange and new,.. she opened a small box and pulled out some plastic sheets to lay into the litter box pan. It sure seemed like a hard job because she took some time putting it right in the center and tying it down with a stretchy hoop that came with the sheets. Finally, she poured in brand new sand for me! It all made sense then, she didn't like the smell of the sand. Maybe these plastic sheets will help bury the smell of whatever I bury in there. Good. This way I won't be embarrassed anymore, and none of us will have to suffer with the stinky stuff!

I'm healed

Last night while we all cuddled on the couch, mommy started to play with my paws again like she used to. I didn't even notice it but somehow my paws healed up and all the crusty glue had gone away, and I don't even remember when it happened. I'm glad my paws are healed again and it doesn't hurt or itch anymore, but I can't figure out why my claws won't respond anymore. Maybe the glue ate them up?!

I took a good look at my paws while mommy played with them, I see the sores are healed up but they left a pink spot behind on each pad. It looks very strange but mommy doesn't seem to mind. For me they are a permanent reminder of my "self mutilation" that one awful night a few weeks ago. I really do hope the color comes back.

While examining my paws I also noticed the hair on my tummy was growing back and my tummy was becoming silky and white again. The pink line has faded, the puffiness has gone away, it's as if there was never anything wrong! I'm really happy about that. I know how much mommy loves my firm round kitten belly and I don't want to miss out on her belly kisses!

Mommy's new cage-mint ring?

It took a long time for mommy and daddy to get home after work today. I waited for a long time by the door waiting to scold them for making me worry, but when they came home they both looked so happy I didn't know how to get a word in.

Mommy immediately picked me up when she walked in and showed me something new on her left hand. Normally she only wears these small collar things on her right hand, not that it was something I ever thought was important for anything, but this time she made it seem very important. I couldn't understand what her excitement was all about but I examined the new shiny object anyway. "Look baby, this is my new engagement ring! Mommy's getting married!".

Daddy told her she was being silly and that a kitten wouldn't be able to understand what she was saying. He was right, I was very confused about why anyone would need a cage-mint on their hand. What is a cage-mint anyway? The stones were pretty but they don't smell very special.

I guess I completely forgot that I was going to scold them, but by the time I realized it it would do no good anyway. Besides, mommy was in a very good mood all night and I never wanna miss any opportunity for cuddle time on the couch while watching a movie!

Beauty in simplicity

Remember that trick that I mentioned hiding under mommy's pillow yesterday? Well, I'm sure she feels like an "April fool" today because she woke up with a little surprise next to her face, brought to her by me, from her very own waste basket in her bathing room. I chose carefully for a good object for her to find, one that she thought she put away in the basket, but to her surprise it was right next to her when she woke up! I amaze myself, what a great trick!

I selected the best shaped object, a round cardboard tube, the same kind that holds the roll of thin paper by her litter bowl. When mommy found it, she asked Daddy if he brought it there for some reason! Ha ha ha! I fooled mommy! Now she's the April fool!

Daddy denied bringing it in to the bed, which made mommy suspicious of me. She went to the tipped waste basket by her litter bowl and saw the mess I made while searching for the cardboard tube. "Cyan! Did you do this? Did you make this mess?! Bad girl!" Mommy didn't seem happy at all with my careful selection process. She pulled out the air spray bottle and sprayed me with that horrible roaring bottle of wind! I ran and hid from that thing right away while mommy went back and cleaned up my mess. Oh well, the trick was worth it.

While hiding under the bed from the roaring wind bottle, I saw the cardboard tube mommy dropped while cleaning up. I reached my paw out and pat the object and it rolled! I inched my way closer to it and pat it a little harder this time and it bounced and then rolled again! I can't believe I've never noticed how fun this little object is! I spent most of the evening chasing what is now my new toy. It was super easy to toss it in the air, I could flip and catch it before it fell, and push it all around the room with one swipe! Why would anyone throw such a wonderful toy into the waste basket?

April fools?

I don't understand humans sometimes. All day mommy and daddy played tricks on each other and said "April fools!". They even played a few tricks on me too! Mommy would pretend to throw my mouse toy across the room really hard, but when I turned to see where it landed I didn't see anything. I searched the room to see if maybe it just landed silently somewhere, but mommy started to laugh at me and called me an April fool too!

I can understand the "fool" part, I did feel rather silly. But what kind of a fool is an April fool? By falling for a silly trick does that make me that special kind of fool rather than just a gullible one? I'll have to figure out a way to play this game with them and trick on them too somehow!

Chris came over again today! He saw my bandages were gone finally, and mommy told him all about my "self-mutilation",... how horrible! I didn't mean to hurt my paws, honestly! Chris understands, I'm sure of it.

I sat on Chris's shoulders while they watched their tv show. I carefully kept a lookout for any tricks mommy and daddy might try to play on Chris to turn him into an April fool as well. I guess they got tired of the game because nothing happened for the rest of the night. Not even after Chris left. Darn it, I wonder if they'll ever find the trick I planted under mommy's pillow?

The wild animal movie

I think the last of the glue pieces finally fell off but I can't figure out why my claws won't come back out. I knew that glue was no good for me! At least I don't have that itching feeling in my paws anymore. I can walk normally again, and toss my toys around as much as I want to, but for some reason the silent chirpy toy slips right through my paws now! My claws don't catch it anymore, but they will have to respond sooner or later! For now I catch it with my teeth.

Mommy bought a special movie for me to watch today on the big tv. This movie featured tons of wild animals in a place I've never seen before! Places where the plants look dry, and the trees look flat on the tops, with animals that have long necks or stripes! I also saw pictures of a large white furry animal that blends in to the icy environment it lives in! Birds that can't fly, with waterproof black feather coats and a white front. Even animals that do nothing but swim! I watched the whole thing, even by myself. Mommy and daddy worked on their computers, I don't know how they could take their eyes away from such a wonderful movie!

I think the scariest part of this movie was when I saw a large cat like me hunting another live animal. This big cat has more advanced moves and hunting skills than I can ever dream of, and a big strong jaw too! He bit into the neck of a striped animal and killed it! I've never thought of killing something so big, and he was scary too! I wonder, when I hunt my mouse toy do I look that scary? Maybe I can strike fear into my prey too, if my prey were living. But a lady like me could never kill another living creature, could I? I'm so glad my food is given to me so I don't have to resort to such violence.

Rolling in the sheets!

Mommy tore the cloth layers off the bed this morning. I know she did it before, whenever I peed on the bed, but this time it was during the day, just after she came home from work! I've been feeling super energetic lately, and with my paws holding me back from play time I get frustrated. Today, I decided to play on the soft bed with the pillows when suddenly mommy came in with warm clean sheets and buried me in them! Oohh... what a nice feeling, especially when it is cold and rainy outside!

I rolled around under the clean sheets trying to find an escape hole. Once I finally poked my head out to see what was going on, mommy jumped on me and pinned me down and made sounds like she was gonna eat me! I ran under the sheet again and decided to join her in this little game. I've never had so much fun!

It's such an exciting feeling to jump on something that appears it will catch your fall but to feel the sense of falling even after impact is such a rush! I pounced on every air bubble in the sheet and when I ran out, mommy lifted the blanket to make more!

Before long, I was out of breath and lay down on the nice warm sheets. Mommy cuddled up with me, she was probably exhausted too, lifting such a big heavy sheet like that would be tiresome! We both took a long wonderful nap, falling asleep to the sound of the raindrops against the bedroom window.

Quiet days

These past few days have been pretty quiet and my paws have been healing pretty well. The sores have scabbed up and are now leaving a pink color behind, where the blue-gray of my pads use to be. I hope they don't always stay pink, it looks silly! I'm still mad at myself for mutilating my silky kitten paws like that. Hopefully someday they will be back to normal. I groom regularly to assist as much as I can in the healing, since it is my own fault they are like this after all.

Mommy made a bit of a mess in the kitchen today while she was cooking dinner. She dropped a few bits of food that smelled like the meat pieces in my Friskies wet food packs. I decided to help her clean up whatever I could. Hey, a girl does what she can! I do admit I was hoping for more of a "mess" so I sat and waited in case further assistance was necessary.

Life isn't too exciting when you're injured. I try to walk on the soft padded areas as much as I can, the hard surfaces hurt my sores still. My belly has healed up completely now. Nothing but a little puffy pink line is left of that mess, so that's good. My hair is growing back so I can assume the line isn't dangerous anymore, I wash my belly regularly now. My toys are calling me to play with them but I can't just yet. In a few more days I'm sure the crusty glue between my toes will be completely gone and I'll be able to tear up my toys again!

What's this "Nutro" kitten food?

The other day when mommy brought home the new kitten food she told daddy all about it. "The man at 'PetsMart' told me he doesn't work for anyone, but volunteers his time to help others understand the best food for their cat..." Apparently this new food was something special that this man wants other cats to taste too. I'm so glad that some people actually listen to what their cats like.

Mommy continued, "... he put several brands side by side and all of his cats ate up 'Nutro' first. I thought maybe we should try that with Cyan too. It's a special brand, with the main ingredient being chicken, not just chicken meal made up of fillers more than the vitamins she needs"

Mommy seemed to know alot about this food and vitamins for a growing kitten like me. She mentioned vitamins for my coat, my skin, my eyes and stomache... I don't really understand how food can make a difference like that but if it tastes good I'll eat it.

So this morning, when mommy went to fill my food bowl she put an extra bowl out for me, side by side with my cyan one. I knew it! She was doing the same test on me that the man did on his cats. Oh well, more food for me I guess! She poured the new "Nutro" kitten food into the bowl, and my favorite friskies wet food flavor in the other. Well I must say I already knew there was no comparison between the two, but out of curiosity I sniffed at the new food and took a bite. The little brown oval nugget was crunchy like the food from my kitten package, but still soft and chewy enough so it didn't hurt my mouth.

For further testing I kept chewing on the new food, and before I realized it I had eaten all I could fit in my tummy without even tasting a lick of my precious wet food! I guess I'll have to come back for it later. This Nutro stuff really was tasty! Maybe it's just the chicken flavor I was drawn to. Yeah, that must be it.

"See?! Cyan likes it better! Which is good because Dr. Emily says she needs dry food to keep her teeth healthy. The wet food doesn't clean off plaque and it causes tooth decay faster. I'm happy she likes this Nutro stuff!"

Mommy turned to pet me as if I did something great, saying "good girl,.. that's my good girl. You like it?" Hmm... like it? I guess I do. I sure hope she doesn't assume I prefer it over my wet food though! I guess yesterday I was busy being spoiled with Buddig chicken instead of this Nutro food, maybe this is another part of my 6 month birthday gift? Awesome!

Not a baby anymore!

I am six months old today! I'm a big girl now! Mommy still calls me her "baby" and still feeds me "kitten food" but we all know the truth. I got a whole spoon full of yogurt today to celebrate. And I got a slice of chicken meat that mommy normally eats with bread, but this was my first time tasting it. She told me it was a favorite of her "precious Kristina". I don't know who Kristina is, but I figured if it was her favorite I should at least give it a try.

All of you should ask your mommy's to give you this delicious chicken meat! It was very tasty! I ate the whole thing up - nibbling on it so I could make it last longer. I'm guessing the chicken's name was Carl Buddig, or at least the bag it came from called it that. There was something very tender and juicy about it, but with a flavor that just melts in your mouth and makes you want more! This was the best 6 month birthday gift ever!

For most of the day after my brief 6 month birthday gifts, I had to play alone. Mommy and Daddy were both too busy to play with me so I tossed my new cardboard roll around. It didn't last very long though, I think I bit too hard on it and it tore to pieces before long. 6 month birthdays don't come every day, shouldn't I be spoiled all day long?

Last night was horrible!

Before I had the chance to finish my dinner last night I noticed the door shut on me locking me in. I was trapped in the tiny room that has my food, water, and litter box. Just like the times when I peed on the bed, only this time I didn't do anything wrong!

Mommy came in only once, carrying with her that large cage that smells like a dog lived in it. She tried to put my litter box in there, or my food and water bowls, but after a while she just set my blanket in there and left the cage door open. Was she trying to lock me up into an even smaller space?! I didn't do anything bad!

After a kiss goodnight she shut the door again and didn't even peek in until this morning. I couldn't understand why I had been locked away from the warm bed and my newly favorite warm spot under the blankets with mommy. What did I do to deserve this?

Through the night I saw the crack at the bottom edge of the door, I could peek through and see that the bedroom was dark and mommy and daddy slept in the nice warm bed. I thought it would be my perfect chance to somehow escape this room. Now, I've never tried to escape before because I accepted it as punishment, but this was not necessary!

The crack under the door allowed me to stick one paw under it, but it was too small for me to squeeze through. I guess I've grown quite a bit. I noticed that another animal had suffered my fate in this room before me, I saw scratch marks at the bottom edge of the door. Perhaps that animal broke free too! Maybe if I worked at it enough I could scratch the door open! I scraped and scraped but I noticed that my claws were not coming out to scratch anymore! Maybe the glue has kept them stuck inside my paw. I wasn't going to give up, I kept scratching with my clawless paws all through the night until I somehow fell asleep without realizing it.

Mommy opened the door this morning and found evidence of my handiwork. It wasn't the scratch marks left on the door, I didn't do that, but she noticed little red spots that left a trail on the tile all the way to where I was sleeping. I don't know why she panicked so much, she looked at my paws and that's when I realized that the red spots were blood droplets that came from my perfect pads! Oh no! My paws were blistered and cut! I mutilated myself just as Dr. Emily said! I still feel horrible. I really don't know how I allowed it to happen!

Mommy pulled the blue collar from the drawer and I knew right away where we were headed. Mommy was going to show Dr. Emily what I did to myself. Could she understand that it wasn't done on purpose? I'm not a crazy girl, I love my paws, really!

Mommy left me inside the small room with Dr. Emily after telling her everything that happened. Dr. Emily put some brown medicine on my sores, I admit I cried, but I didn't even notice how much it hurt until after the sting went away. I expected some sort of violation next but to my surprise nothing happened! Before I knew it, mommy was called back into the room with Dr. Emily and she carried with her a fresh bag of brand new food for me! I was so happy because for once my visit here was not horrible, and I actually felt better after Dr. Emily held me. I'm really beginning to like this lady.

"Don't let her jump down from high places, we won't need to close up any wounds because it was only her sores that caused any bleeding. I guess she just didn't want to be away from you. You can let her go where she is happiest, as long as she doesn't have to jump down onto hard surfaces and reopen her wounds. Cyan is healing just fine otherwise." Dr. Emily kissed my head before handing me back to mommy. I responded with a purr, mommy likes when I do that, so that's how I let her know I was happy.

My sore pads hurt all day, but not nearly as much as being forced into a tiny room away from the place I spend my most favorite moment of the day. Sleeping in the bed with mommy makes everything right again, and that's just what I'll do tonight.

Last one, finally gone

I thought about it all morning, the pain the bandage caused me the other day when I pulled it off was not an enjoyable experience at all. But, this other one HAD to come off sometime, and this time I thought maybe I'd start from the paw and work my way up. By the time I worked up the courage to chew off the bandage, I had already licked the whole bottom area clean. What an unbearable taste! It simply HAD to come off though, I just had to rip away at it slowly.

Mommy saw that I was working on removing the bandage and came out with the shiny object to help me nip at it one bite at a time. I was very surprised to find that this bandage was not stuck to my paw and did not hurt me at all to remove it! I was right! It was better to start from the paw side first!

I cleaned my paw very well for the next few hours, off and on. It was so nice to see both my paws again! No more icky yellow bandages! I've also noticed the hair around my tummy line has started growing back, and the red line is now a light pink and shorter than before. Finally, things are starting to get back to normal again!

I haven't yet worked up the courage to play with my toys again. I don't really feel up to it much, these stiff hairs between my paws are too distracting and every time I swipe at a toy I stop myself to nibble at the itching between my toes. At least I can walk normally again though!

Now that both bandages are off I can see why mommy chose the soft shredded papers for my litter box. Everything is just so sensitive I can't seem to walk on anything but soft stuff. So I make my trail through the house over pillows, or carpet, as much as I can. In fact, I've never loved the rug in front of my food bowl more than I do now!

Another new friend!

I had a very exciting day today! Everything started out normally, except with fish flavored wet food since all my chicken flavored food is gone already. Mommy got a call from someone she calls Crystal, and she made plans to go over to her house today, but she mentioned bringing me too! I've never been anywhere outside of my home or that horrible office that does terrible things to me. I was very interested in seeing what this new place would be like.

The whole day seemed to pass by slowly, but I kept myself busy with gently cleaning out my paws, I promised myself I wouldn't get carried away and "mutilate" myself like other cats seem to have been tempted to do. Honestly, who would ruin such perfectly silky pads by doing that to themselves?

I heard the bell of the blue collar and ran up to mommy. I understand now that when she pulls that collar out it means we're going somewhere. This time I knew where we were going before we even left. With the orange jacket around me again, we rode for a very long time in the "car" and it was dark by the time we stopped. I've never seen so many lights flashing by so fast for most of the way!

Mommy carried me inside a different wooden door, this one had some sort of sheet in front of it, like two doors to walk through! The whole place was very different from my home, and this one smelled of a mixture of other cat scents and something flowery. I liked this place but I started to wonder what we were doing there.

"So this is Cyan huh? Hi baby! You're so pretty! My goodness she is so tiny!" What an introduction this pretty lady had. I assumed she was the friend named Crystal because she was the only lady there. She smiled alot and pet me a little bit too, but she wasn't pushy like other people who demand to hold me as well. I really like her.

I saw that Crystal also sits on a couch with her mate in front of a skinny tv that is even taller than the one we have at home. I wondered if her cats had to sneak a chance to explore it like I did. Her couch is different too, it is shiny with lots of pillows! Her mate was sitting on it but then stood up and said "hi". It was as if he grew twice his size! He was standing high above mommy was! He pat me on the head but then sat back on the couch to finish talking.

We didn't stay long. Crystal followed us outside of her home and she opened the backside of her own box that purrs. She pulled out a large cage and gave it to mommy. "Keep it for as long as you need it k?" What is that cage for?

Mommy thanked her and took me home. That box smelled like it kept a dog in it for too long! I didn't smell any scent of a cat ever being inside of it. Is mommy going to get a dog to put in there?

When we got home, I thought of nothing other than sitting on my favorite chair and sleeping in my newly discovered, warm, dark, and cozy spot under the blankets.



While I slept, mommy snuck another photo of me. I woke up to the sound of her giggling just after this was taken. She thinks I'm "making a fist" or something. Yeah, yeah... you can laugh, but at least I look pretty!

Bandage removal!

This morning, I admit I wasn't as careful this time when crawling under the blankets. Mommy had to help me by lifting them in the middle of the night, but I slept just as well as I did yesterday! I'm beginning to like this spot very much! Again, mommy woke me up when she lifted the blanket, and again daddy tried to snap a picture of me with his phone. But, you'd have to get up pretty early in the morning to fool me! I expected it and quickly pulled myself deeper under the blankets.



Naturally, his camera was faster than a kitten with the handicap of heavy yellow bandages, I didn't get very far with this embarrassing getaway and he caught me before I could gracefully slip out of sight.

I decided I'd had enough of these bandages today. I started to violently chew at one of them. This must have been a clear hint to mommy because after she came home from work today she saw the damage I had done and decided to help me with the rest.

Removing the bandage was more painful than I had expected. Mommy pulled out something shiny that bites through cloth and she nibbled away at the sticky yellow tape until she got almost all the way to my paws. I felt the weight of the bandages pull on me as if they were really glued to something very sore. The tug was enough to send me screaming as I ran to the next room to escape it, but it followed me! Every step sent sharp pains into my toes and I howled for help in making it stop. Mommy tried to help me but every tug sent more pain and I think when I cried again I accidentally bit mommy too. She yelled at me and tried to hold me still but I couldn't take it anymore. I ran all over the room to make it loosen it's grip on me and finally it gave up and let me go free.

What an awful, nasty, smelly thing that bandage was! I will certainly not miss having it on me. I carefully examined my paws for the damage I was sure that thing caused. I saw four little holes with some clear rocks packed in them. They were really itching me but I was more concerned about how sore and weak my leg had become in the past 10 days. I made sure to thoroughly wash my whole leg clean of that horrible smell. Mommy must have understood how horrible my situation was because she set me down in my favorite chair again, and didn't move me at all for the rest of the night.

Rude awakening

Last night was very cold. I managed to crawl under the blanket without waking mommy at all and then slowly, very carefully, I found a nice spot on mommy's chest to sleep on. The slippery silk clothes made it hard to stay balanced but was very much worth the effort because I slept very warm and very cozy all night. However, I was rudely awakened by the lifting of the blankets and when I opened my eyes I noticed that not only was it very bright all of the sudden but daddy snuck the camera over the pillow and took a photo.



Again, I ask that you don't laugh. Give a girl a break k? Remember, I just woke up so I didn't even get the chance to groom myself! Besides, I've been stuck in these stinky yellow bandages for as long as mommy decides to have me suffer with them, so it's impossible to wash my face!

For breakfast I had to suffer through the delicious, spoil-me-rotten wet food packs again. Mmm mmm, those things don't last long enough! Apparently my dried food that came with my kitten care package is now empty! I'm shocked to think that I am the only one eating and I've managed to empty the whole thing already! Could I really eat THAT much food? Now that I think about it, I've eaten alot of wet food too. Hey, I'm a growing girl!

Another day of torture?

After she came home from work today, mommy did it again, she pulled out the blue collar and put it around my neck. And again she wrapped me in the spare orange jacket. I certainly froze in fear at what was coming up today!

I knew the turns and the area looked familiar as we drove to the only place I am learning to hate. I was carried in to that large food and supply store, and brought up to that same horrible "banfield" counter but this time, mommy spent more time talking before I was given to Dr. Emily. Again I was carried into the back room, away from mommy. I really hoped they wouldn't violate me again but they did, minimally this time.

Dr. Emily called mommy in to a room on the side where I was held hostage just a little longer against a cold metal table. Mommy asked when she could take off the yellow bandages. I'm SO glad she understood how much I hated them! "Give it a few more days. Really you can take them off right now if you want to, but I'm afraid of her re-opening her wounds if we take them off too soon. As I mentioned earlier we used surgical glue to close them up and stop them from bleeding, but some cats have managed to mutilate themselves in trying to remove it. We like to keep them bandaged as long as possible. But it is up to you, if you can keep an eye on her."

Mutilate themselves?! I know I'm itching like crazy sometimes but I sure don't ever want to ruin my super soft kitten paws! I'll just have to prove to mommy that I can behave on my own.

After a few more minutes of suffering in that small room mommy picked me up in the orange sweater again and to my surprise we left the big supply store. Could it be possible that I made it out so easily? I can't believe my luck! She took me back home and pulled off the blue collar and I rolled all over the wonderful carpet of this super cozy place I call home. Sometimes I forget and take it for granted, but trips to that awful place certainly remind me of how much I appreciate where I am now.

The secret of the magical treats!

Being in these bandages finally proved to be beneficial in at least one way today. This morning mommy sat me down on my favorite chair, knowing a cripple like me can't hobble in the UP direction too well. While sitting there I noticed something I get the feeling I wasn't meant to see! Daddy opened up a silver bag, the same one that my treats come from. I recognize the sound very well now. He then did something very strange, he pulled out a handful and dropped 6 wonderful little nuggets of happiness all around the room. I saw him do it! He put some in the same spot as where the goodies usually appear at,.. could it be it was really HIM doing it all along?

I thought about this for a while. I didn't see where he put every one of them, I had to sniff those out later on in the day, but he put his hand out and purposely dropped these little wonders in the corner, under the table, and under the desk! Since I only found 3 more, totaling 6 treats as usual, I can only assume that his behavior this morning is directly linked to the mysterious appearing treats I find every so often!

I've discovered the secret, but I'll humor him and pretend I am not aware. It's cute really, and I'd only be cheating myself of some hunting fun and some tasty goodies throughout the long boring hours of waiting for them to come home from work. Let's just keep this between you and me ok?

Yes, I AM annoyed

If you saw the photo I posted the other day you'd find I looked pretty annoyed at that moment. Well, not much has changed since then. I haven't quite been myself lately. The most I've managed to do since the last update is, well I can walk a little. I hobble around like I'm walking on stilts, but at least I go places on my own now. I still prefer being carried by mommy whenever she manages to pick me up and hold me. But at least now I can do things on my own.

While mommy and daddy out working, they've kept me locked in the bedroom that is connected to the bathroom. I guess they don't want me touching the new tv with my horrible gloves. I don't blame them. But do they really think I'm interested in the struggle of even getting myself up on the tv stand? There might be more to it than that but either way I don't go very far very fast, so there was no reason to even shut the door. I think the blanket is starting to indent in the place I've been sitting in it all day every day.

Soon enough I'll manage to chew through these bandages, I've been working on it slowly every day since I first felt this horrible itching! I can't wait for the moment I finally break free from these awful smelling weights! I get the feeling it might be sometime soon because mommy ran out of the tasty brown medicine, and didn't shove any white fluid down my throat today, and there were no tricks at all!

Mommy's medication trick

I don't know why I haven't noticed it yet but, when I woke up this morning I found a line on my tummy! It's red and hard and I only noticed it because it was itching me. I think it might be something horrible because it made all the hair around it fall off! I'd better not lick anything near it or I might lose even MORE hair! How embarrassing, now I've got bald spots on my already sensitive pink tummy, and it is spread pretty far around it too! Mommy doesn't seem to mind it though, she's crazy, she thinks it is cute!

Like yesterday morning, mommy forced that brown liquid down my throat. The same little plastic sticks that Dr. Emily gave her. I didn't mind that much, it has a nice fishy aftertaste to it. But the white stuff tasted so horrible yesterday that I just couldn't stand the thought of it being anywhere near my mouth. I kept my teeth firmly shut so she couldn't even squeeze it through the space behind my back teeth. Yesterday, she managed to trick me but today I'm not so easily fooled!

I did find it strange though, when mommy gave me a spoon full of yogurt all for me! Usually I like to lick the remains off of her plastic cup or the lids, but this time I got a belly full in a spoon all to myself! I dove right in and licked every last tasty speck of goodness from that spoon. I should have known something sneaky was going on because once I finished it, I could taste the white medicine she mixed in with it! I was tricked again!

The worst of things seems to be the yellow stinky bandages that refuse to leave me alone. I've noticed some terrible itching happening in every little fold of both my front paws, but these bandages won't let me pinch through, not even to rub it! Do you KNOW how frustrating it is to have an itch you cannot bite?

My new... boxing gloves?

I woke up from a very strange dream just to find that the yellow sticky cloth was still wrapped around my front legs. Ok, so maybe it wasn't just a dream after all. It was still dark outside but I had a horrible pressure on my bladder and had to pee. The main problem I had is I could not stand up with these things on my legs! I struggled for a while but I couldn't even bend them to push myself up! I had no choice but to find a spot to relieve myself, close by! I remember my first night here, I already soiled this blanket so I figured I'll just go to that same spot so I don't stain anything else. I really didn't want to pee on the blanket, I remember how mad daddy got. But both mommy and daddy were so deeply sleeping that I couldn't get them to wake up and take me to my litter box, and I just couldn't move with these heavy yellow bands on my legs!

I peed. And the same thing happened again. Daddy woke up yelling, mommy picked me up and took me to my litter box. Daddy took his clothes off and bathed and put new clothes on after mommy pulled out a new blanket. Same thing as before. Why is it they are wide awake now? They wouldn't budge when I tried to wake them up gently. Mommy says she doesn't blame me, she is not mad at me this time. Good, at least someone understands my suffering! She must know I really didn't want to mess up their bed - our bed - like that.

Something was different about the litter box. Instead of the sandy litter that is normally in there, mommy poured some paper shreds in it instead. It didn't smell like anything that was meant to collect whatever I put in there. Mommy took off the lid of the litter box so that I could get in and out easier. I was very glad she did that but I still don't see how this paper is supposed to work. "Dr. Emily says no clay based litter for you Cyan. You pee here now ok? Is that softer for you now? Do you like it?" LIKE it? I don't even know what it is for, but I guess I can try it. If mommy is trying so hard to make things easier for me then I will accept it and do my best to make use of it.

I ate a ton of food today. Mommy poured my favorite "Friskies" wet food "chicken and giblets" flavor today. I haven't had such delicious food for a while. Mommy's been pretty strict about monitoring my "wet food" and "dry food" balance lately. I feel like such a paper weight today. I haven't been able to stand up on my own at all. Mommy's been assisting me to the food bowl, the litter box, and the bed, ever since she came home from work. I find it funny that I had to spend the whole day locked up in the bathroom so I could keep close to the food, water, or litter box, with a blanket to keep me comfortable as much as it could. She really didn't have to shut the door though since I clearly could not move on my own.

It was nice to finally be brought out into the living room to sit with mommy and daddy. Daddy kept making jokes about my new "boxing gloves", saying I look tough, I look like a fighter. How could these yellow bandages make me look tough? I feel so stupid with them on! And, to make matters worse, mommy joined in on the fun and took a photo of me with them on. Way to add insult to injury! Mommy insisted I post the photo today. Please don't laugh, it's embarrassing enough.



I can't understand why, but they laugh at this photo so much. I think I'm too tired and weak to care about anything but sleep. Lets hope these "boxing gloves" are gone by morning.

Wake me up to put me to sleep?

The night didn't go very smoothly for me. I didn't sleep well on a hard cold surface, and without my mommy or daddy I was very lonely. The strange cat stopped crying long enough for me to get a few hours of sleep but I woke up very quickly when someone walked through the door. I looked to see if mommy was following behind, but I didn't have much time to look before Dr. Emily opened the door of my cage and lifted me out. It was sure nice to be held by something warm and soft again.

Dr. Emily carried me into a separate room, a different lady friend followed her in and held me down while Dr. Emily poked me with something sharp. I cried in pain at first and tried to wiggle free, but before I knew it Dr. Emily's voice faded and things went dark. All I could hear was the sound of my own rapid heartbeat before I fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was asleep, but when I woke up I felt swollen and heavy. There was a strange chemical smell coming from in front of me but I couldn't open my eyes to see it. I shifted around a little and felt I was inside the small cage again. When would I get out of here? As I shifted I felt a little poke in my stomach, it really made me itch but I just couldn't figure out how to scratch it. How miserable!

When I could finally open my eyes, I lifted my paws to remove them from under such a heavy blanket. Before long I realized there was no blanket in front of me at all! The strange smell was coming from the yellow fabric wrapped around both my front paws! What is this nasty thing? Why is it stuck to me, and why is it forcing me to bend my paws inward? Would I be able to walk or even stand with this stuff on me?

I didn't even get to fully stand up and stretch before Dr. Emily came in saying "well good morning sleepy head! Mama's here to take you home". She was right, mommy was there too! I cried and cried, I wanted to tell her all about the horrible night I had. I hope she understands what I had to go through since she left! I was about to tell her all about it when I heard Dr. Emily explain to her what she did to me. Good, maybe then mommy would know never to leave me here again. "Cyan is perfectly healthy, the surgery went smoothly and was done within 20 minutes. We used special surgical glue rather than stitches. We find it is easier for both of us and it will naturally fall off in time, by then the wounds will scab and heal up on their own. "

Mommy wrapped that wonderful orange jacket around me to hide in, then said "should I give her any medications? Does she need to come back for anything?" Why is she encouraging such thoughts, doesn't she know how horrible this place is?

Dr. Emily handed her a bag of some plastic sticks with liquid inside them. "Give her one of these dark ones, every morning at around this time, they will help with any pain or discomfort she might have. I'll also give you a bottle, this is to help her heal faster. I want you to give her about this much" she marked a line on an empty stick and pointed. "Fill up to here and give this at the same time as the others. One time every day. That's it." Dr. Emily opened the jacket to find me buried in it and pet me again. "You don't need to bring her back here unless you notice anything strange. For the first day she will be sore and she might show signs of depression - laying around and whatnot. If you have any questions please call immediately."

Dr. Emily had alot more to say about things I need, but I didn't listen. I just wanted to hide in the orange jacket forever. I love the warm comfort of mommy's heartbeat, without having to look at or smell anything else but the familiar scent of home.

I could tell mommy walked around alot, buying some new supplies for me no doubt. I heard the lady at the door tell her to bring me back for a checkup in one week. I hope that doesn't mean I need to stay here again!

When we got home all I wanted to do was drink some water, alot of water, and sleep. Mommy laid out her favorite pillow and set me down on it with a blanket over me. It didn't matter, I'd sleep wherever I lay at that point, but it was a very comfortable pillow so I fell asleep before I even realized my head was down.

A day with the Vet!

Today was bound to be a bad day when I heard the phone ring and mommy confirmed an appointment she made a while ago. I knew something strange was going on because she didn't give me any food this morning. My questions doubled when she put the blue collar on my neck again, and wrapped me up in her spare orange jacket. She carried me into the large box that purrs - mommy calls it her "car" - and then she took me back to a familiar place. The same large building with food and supplies. It was the same one she brought me to on my first day with her and it has this office inside it on the far right corner. In front of the office there is a counter with the name "Banfield" in large letters. I had a bad feeling about that place since we first walked in because I saw animals going in and coming out with their hair cut or with bandages on them. Only those few with fresh hair cuts looked happy to be there.

Mommy was greeted by a lovely red haired lady who told me I was so beautiful and complimented my large light blue eyes. "Cyan is her name? Hi Cyan, I'm Emily". That's all she said to me before she reached out her hand for me to sniff her, then picked me up and held me like mommy did on my first day home. She kept petting me while talking to mommy about when she can come and get me. "Tomorrow evening,... after work? 6 pm? Ok great". I don't really know what that means. Will I be staying here alone in this scary place?!

Emily carried me into the room where only a wall of cages and a cold metal table took up the center of the area. She put me down on the table and pet me and put a light in my eyes and looked really close at them. I know she thinks they are pretty but goodness, does she have to blind me? After that she kept her hand on me while she reached for other objects, I just wanted to peek through the tiny window of the door to see if mommy was still there or not, I couldn't see her at all!

I started to feel really scared and I cried out for mommy to hear me, Emily kept telling me "you're okay pretty girl, you're just fine", but I didn't believe her. She was pushing on parts of my tummy, on my neck, looking in my ears and pushing her finger in my mouth. Eventually she had another lady come in to hold me while she put something in my butt! What on earth would make a person do such a horrible thing? I cried really loud then because I really didn't like where things were going. Emily told me "well, you're a perfectly healthy little girl. Look at this perfect temperature". Is that what this thing was for?! Why would anyone care about the temperature of my butt?

It all ended within a few minutes but I had never felt more violated. The lady friend put me into one of those small cages with a piece of cloth that I can only assume was meant for me to sleep on. That cloth was so overused it hardly provided any padding or warmth.

Throughout the rest of the day other animals were brought in, many of them, in fact almost every one of them, went through the same process. What is this place?

The wall of cages sounded like every spot was full. Some cats went home with their mommys very soon after they were brought in. I wondered if my mommy would come back at all. These people did not give me any food or water all day. It's just as well because I probably wouldn't be able to eat anyway. I just want to go home.

Hours passed by and mommy still didn't come. Things got quiet, then they got very dark, and soon we caged animals were the only ones in the building. I lost a little hope as I fell asleep to the sound of another cats cry.

Wet spots on Chris's pants

Today is supposed to be their day off but they went anyway. They said they have to catch up on some projects. But, after mommy and daddy came home from work today, mommy cooked a really fast dinner and sat down in front of the new tv to eat with daddy. As soon as they finished eating there was a loud knock on the door. I'm not used to seeing anyone come in through that door on mondays but to my surprise it was Chris! Chris was back so soon? Does this mean he is not mad at me for "killing him" yesterday?

All three of them sat and watched as the tv showed many pictures, without the game remotes. I took this as a golden opportunity to spend time with Chris and let him know I was sorry. He pet me the whole time, every once in a while he'd say something to daddy about the pictures he saw, but the rest of the time his attention was on me and watching the tv screen.

I'd never had such a nice massage, my coat felt silky smooth vary fast, as if his hands were a big tongue grooming my whole body at once! It's nice being pet, but today it felt exceptionally great! I was purring so loud and rubbed my face all over his nice soft shirt. Something about the materials felt nice on my cheeks and ears. I started to notice a strange itching sensation and I rubbed and rolled all over him, and it felt so nice I didn't even notice the time passing. Before I knew it I left hair all over Chris's shirt and pants.

The tv stopped and Chris looked at me and said "wow,... Cyan is REALLY affectionate today!". Mommy and daddy looked at me and noticed my behavior and started to laugh. Chris didn't know why until he put me down. He saw his pants had wet spots on it. That wasn't from my nose, so what was that from? Chris said "ah, it's ok. I'll wash them". He left soon after that, and the moment he walked out I heard mommy and daddy laughing really loud. Mommy was describing to daddy what I looked like while Chris was petting me, saying "her back was curled and she was sticking her butt up! Hahahaha! Did you see how she was rubbing all over Chris like that? Cyan is in heat! This is her first heat!"

How embarassing! Was I really doing that? That's what the female cats outside were doing,.. did I look that awful? I wasn't screaming though, I didn't make a noise except purr, maybe I didn't look that bad. Is that what it's called, heat? That itching sensation, that is heat? Is it because Chris was petting me? Was it his shirt? I am so humiliated!

Chris and the new mysterious toys

It was such an exciting day! My friend Chris came by today. It's strange how mommy and daddy allow Chris to examine the new tv, but they yell at me and spray air on me if I get close to it. That's not fair.

Chris carried in some strange black object without cords, and a small bright green box with a round shiny disc in it. They put the disc in the mouth of some machine and the tv lit up with music and flashing shapes for the rest of the day. Mommy, daddy, and Chris all sat on the couch and pushed buttons on their own cordless "remotes" and laughed at what happened next on the screen.

I wanted to participate too, but I guess I will never understand how to use it or what the point of it all is. Either way I had alot of fun walking all over Chris while he played. He lets me sit on his head if I want to! I like to tickle his ears too, but then he tells daddy it is my fault for distracting him when he doesn't push the buttons right.

After some time, daddy and Chris started focusing more and more on the buttons they were pushing. I thought that maybe one of them might need my help. Since Chris is hardly ever here I decided to help him out instead. I walked on his lap and pushed a button down with all my weight and I watched his face for the smile I was expecting to see. The screen did funny things and he shouted "no-ho-ho-ho!". Does that mean I pushed the wrong thing? He told me "why did you do that?! You made me lose!" and daddy laughed at him. Now they both laugh at how I was the cause of mass destruction. I don't understand it all. I decided it was a boring way to pass time, and I ended up taking a nap on mommy's lap until the tv was off. By then though, it was bedtime and Chris had to leave. He said to me "you,... you are the cause of my death!" I don't know what that means but, I hope he's not mad at me.

Strange cries from outside!

In the middle of the night last night I was rudely shaken awake by some loud noises from outside the bedroom window. Mommy must have also been disturbed by it because she rolled onto her side and put the spare pillow over her head. It's strange that she didn't get up to see what the noise was, could she already know about it? Is that why it didn't startle her?

I didn't care how scary the noises were, I was determined to see what was making such a noise. I peeked through the "blinds" strips and saw a cat, sitting alone. No, she wasn't sitting, she was standing but with her front side close to the ground and her back side curled upward! She was sticking her butt in the air and screaming for attention! What causes such behavior? It didn't even sound like the voice of a delicate lady cat at all. It sounded like a beast! What would drive any self respecting female to do such a thing?

I continued to watch for a while, she moved to the other side of the bushes, then walked to the other side of the street, but with each stop she kept crying and curling her butt up into the air. It was truly sad to see that. After a little while though she drew the attention of an ugly looking cat with parts of his ear missing. He must have been trying to help her but when he got close to her she'd just hiss at him and chase him away. What is her problem?

I ended up going back to bed and curled in mommy's lap until the sun came up and the day started as usual. Sometime in the middle of the day I heard that same cry but it was a different voice. I looked out the window again and saw that it was a very different lady cat, but she had the same problem. I am SO happy I am not an outdoor cat, there must be something they are eating that makes them feel sick and cry like that.

It is now bedtime, mommy and daddy are already asleep. So far there is no sign of those unhappy females, and I sure hope they stay away and just let us sleep peacefully tonight. Though I can't help but feel sorry for them. I hope they get well soon, for the sanity of us all.

Mommy has a mommy too?

Something interesting happened today. My mommy was talking to her "phone" and I watched as she told many stories about me to someone she calls "mommy". Could that be a real mommy? Or is this a lady that she just calls mommy like I call her mommy?

I listened for clues but all I could hear was something about a visit. Is her mommy afraid of the stormy weather we get here sometimes in the spring? Sure it rains a little, but nobody should be THAT afraid of water. Call me a hypocrite but when water falls in nature it is not as scary as when water gets spit on you from a big spraying mouth like in the oval water bowl. THAT kind of water gets you soaked in 2 seconds, but nature lets it take at least 2 minutes before you are anywhere near as wet as you get in the human bath.

Anyway, it seems that mommy's mommy will be coming in a month. I guess I should call her my "grand mommy" because maybe this really is her real mommy. I heard it mentioned that she will be bringing her own Siamese cat by. My mommy told me all about this cat, her name is "Selina" and she is only one year older than me and already had her own litter of kittens. She is bringing her litter of kittens by too! I don't know if I should be worried or excited about this visit. I guess I have a month to decide.

Evidence of bad behavior

As soon as I hugged mommy and daddy goodbye, I raced over to the new tv and explored. Mommy wasn't so foolish though, as if she knew I was going there she opened the door and said "Hey! Bad girl! I knew you'd do that. Don't touch it." Of course I jumped away from it as soon as the door opened, but I guess my reflexes were too slow and she saw me, darn it.

Just in case she would open that door again, I waited for half the day to pass. When I was sure she wasn't anywhere near I carefully walked up on the stand and examined the tv. It shocked my nose a little if I came to close to it. I guess it doesn't like me sniffing the front part. I walked behind it and saw alot of those little cables wrapped together with another plastic strip. They won't be wiggling so there's no fun in playing with them. What a boring object. I stood on mommy's desk and tried to see if I could at least sit on it, but just as I thought the tv is too thin and I lose balance.

This new tv sure is a waste of time. It smells like plastic and it has no buttons on front. Strange though, when daddy made it light up last night I was sure I saw a little blue light in the corner. There is no sign of where that light came from though, there's no button or bulb. Needless to say I lost interest in that boring new tv, very fast. But at least there is some decent walking space in front.

When mommy came home I was nowhere near the tv, but somehow she knew I had explored it thoroughly. How could she know? She yelled at me and this time, instead of patting me really hard she pulled out a metal bottle and it sprayed cold air on me with a roar! That really frightened me! I ran out of the room until I believed it was safe.

I poked my head around the corner to see if it was safe again, and noticed mommy cleaning my paw prints off of the face of the tv. Man! I thought I was so careful! I guess that's how she knew. She tortured the tv with that air spray can and I saw so many of my hairs fall from the face of the tv when she finished. I guess that's even more evidence I left behind. I should be more careful from now on. But really, I don't see any point of examining such a boring tv anymore anyway.

The new big box!

After mommy and daddy came home from work today, LATE again... they carried in a very very big box with plastic straps wrapped around it. I've never seen a box so big! After they brought it in they spent a long time moving around different furniture pieces - which, by the way, I found a new treat hidden under one of them.

I couldn't help them move anything but the couch, I did my best to sit right in the center to keep it balanced if it tipped in either direction. That's the most a kitten my size could do, but I know it helped because that was the fastest thing to move. After everything was rearranged in the room I quickly scanned the newly exposed carpet for more treats that might have gotten loose. I'm sorry to say I didn't find any, but I guess that means my hunting skills are just too good for them.

After a long time of planning out cords and cables, that I am never allowed to play with, mommy and daddy finally opened that huge box. It was an odd box, with a small separate piece for a lid on both top and bottom, and the sides were just one large piece folded three times. It's no wonder they needed the plastic strips to hold it together, that box was not a REAL box after all. Still, once they took the large black object out, the box was all mine to play with.

This box was awesome! I could climb up the dining room chairs and table and jump onto the white hard foam shapes and some foamy blanket too. Upon my third pounce I was deceived by the foam because as soon as I jumped on it everything collapsed and before I knew it I was at the bottom of the box in a big pile of foam scraps. I was just about to cry out for help but then I found the plastic strip pieces wiggling and I couldn't help but attack it. That kept me very busy for a long time, do you know how hard it is to bite plastic?

Just when I was starting to get somewhere with the plastic strips, mommy laughed at me and pulled me out of the box. We all sat down on the couch together and watched the big black object light up. It was put in the place of the old tv, but it was more than twice it's size, and longer too! I really can't believe I missed out on examining the object before, but the box ate me up so I had no choice anyway.

What I don't understand is, daddy spent alot of time pushing buttons to "set it up". It was standing perfectly already. I discovered lots of walking space on the wooden stand that used to hold the old tv. That tv took up every inch of that stand but this new one left perfect pathways in front and behind it! What confuses me is, everytime I go near the new tv mommy or daddy pats me really hard and yells at me. I keep thinking they are petting me so I just purr to let them know I am happy too. Though I get the feeling they are not patting me to show me they are happy. I decided to wait until they are gone to examine the new tv, at least that way they won't bother me while I try to focus.

My turn in the oval water bowl

My curiosity got the better of me today. While mommy was cooking dinner I decided I was brave enough to walk around in between her feet. Though I got the feeling that I was just in the way, she kept yelling at me saying I was "tripping" her. I found a new spot to sit just on top of the counter on the other side of her, but she wouldn't let me up there. She said "that's not for kitties". When she put me down I found myself right next to the big white human-food box. I know that's where mommy and daddy get their food and water because they open it and pull food from there. It's strange though because it is cool on the inside but here where I stood was warm. Maybe it breathes cold air in and hot air out?

I found a little pathway where little pieces of paper hid, in between the counter and the white box. There were colorful objects too! A pen, a pink square mommy calls her "eraser", and something that looked like the top of the bottle that mommy drinks water from. I thought maybe she left them there because she could not walk there, it's simply too narrow for her. But me, a slender kitten of 5 months, I could fit easily! After I walked halfway through the small opening, mommy yelled "no!" and pulled me out. I don't understand why she didn't want me back there.

Apparently the white box not only breathes hot air out, but it also makes this gray powder and hairballs too! Mommy said she didn't even recognize me because I was so "dirty". I guess that's what triggered the next event.

Mommy grabbed an old towel and took me in to the "bathroom" where my litter box and food is kept, she took her clothes off while still holding me, then put the towel over the pole of the shower blanket and took me to the other side of it! That was the first time I'd ever been on the other side of that splash shield! She pulled something shiny out and water started to pour really fast from the mouth of a shiny spout. Then something magical happened, she pulled another small shiny stick out of that spout and suddenly the water stopped pouring from there and came from above!

I was soaked in 2 seconds! I screamed at first but mommy held me close to her heart and then talked to me with her sweet voice. She rubbed me and pet me with some white cream in her hand and it was all over my hair and it smelled funny and felt even worse. But I sat there quietly, only speaking to remind her that I wanted to be kept away from that water spray. Now I understand how important that splash shield is for everything on the other side of it. My "bath" was over very quickly. All the "dirt" was off of me and before I knew it I was wrapped like a baby in the dry warm towel. I see now why mommy and daddy like their "towel" so much. It really takes alot of the water off of you.

After mommy's version of a bath, I had to give myself a bath to try to straighten out the mess of hair. My whole body needed serious grooming. That kept me busy for a long time. I don't understand how the white food box could cause such trouble for me, but I'm sure I won't be going near it for a while!

The death of the chirpy toy

Mommy brought home another new toy today. It is a round, black and brown spotted hairy object with a tail, and it smells like something I just can't resist! The smell comes from something green and chopped up to tiny bits. Is it some sort of dried leaf? Whatever it is, mommy poured that stuff into the belly of the new toy she calls a "mouse". I've never seen a mouse but, from what I hear that isn't what they are supposed to look like.

I guess this mouse is supposed to be the handle for the blue and white knotted rope mommy made for me, the one with the stringy ends. We play with it alot so it makes sense that she would want a better way to hold on to it. I don't mind new toys, in fact this "mouse" smells so good I just couldn't put it down! I dragged it with me everywhere I went today.

While playing with my new mouse, mommy pulled out that chirpy toy again. Apparently I'm not the only one that doesn't like the noise it makes because she gave it to daddy. After a few minutes of examining the stick he broke the little black round part open and took something out of it. Since then it has not made a sound so I guess he killed it before I could after all.

A new human friend!

Something exciting happened today! One of daddy's friends came over. Wow, he was very nice! He didn't mind my curiosity and let me sniff him as much as I like. He must know I don't often see new people here! He let me smell his shoes, his pants, his glasses, and even his hair! Everything about him smells different, he was certainly fun to explore! He sat on the chair at mommys desk and talked with mommy and daddy for a while about me. It's ok, it's been a while since they talked about me and where I am from.

Now that I think about it, I haven't really thought of my sisters and brother back at CatHaven. I sure hope they have found a good home by now. Maybe with more people in it like this Chris friend!

Chris likes to pet me alot, and I admit I gave him extra attention while he was here because it seemed he was smiling because of me, and mommy seemed to enjoy how friendly I was too. He left as soon as he came. But he didn't hug me goodbye, that must mean he'll be back soon! I hope so. He's fun.

A bag of human treats

Mommy and daddy didn't eat at home tonight. They brought food home in little white boxes for tomorrow I guess. In fact they came home very late after work today. I was really worried! They told me they were out celebrating something special today. Really, humans are strange sometimes. Is there something special happening today?

Both mommy and daddy were talking about a movie they watched some place other than the couch we usually watch movies on. I wonder, did that place allow a kitten like me to join? I like to watch movies too, why didn't they take me along?

I think maybe mommy won the competition for her bag today because when she came home her heart decorated bag was full of human treats! So many it looked like it was about to tear! She gets upset with me for exploring inside that bag so I couldn't really see what was in there, though I really tried many times. I just wanted to see what they were and hope her treats don't get up and hide all over the place like mine do!

Yogurt is SO YUMMY

A new discovery! Mommy has been trying to get me to drink some white water she calls "milk". Just because her friends cats like it doesn't mean ALL cats like it. But, I did try a lick of the white cream that sticks to the top of the plastic container of her so called "desserts". Every once in a while she'll have one of these in her hand after dinner and she enjoys this dessert she calls yogurt". She let me try a lick of it tonight off of the lid she normally cleans. I don't think it smelled any different from the white water but it certainly tasted really good! I think I have a new favorite treat!

A strange decorated bag

Mommy started working on this "project" she has to take to "work". She says it is for a design competition with her friends from work. How does sticking heart shapes on a bag work into a competition? It's fun though cuz she's cutting the hearts out of colored paper. I like to take the paper strips and cut out shapes with my teeth too. Sometimes the paper seems to wiggle and I can pretend it's a big bug to attack! It makes mommy laugh when I throw the paper scraps around, so I do it more than I normally would. I like to hear her laugh so it's worth the extra effort.

One thing I still don't understand is, she yells at me when I stand on certain objects. Why can't I stand on the table? I just want to watch her work, I won't play with the paper she is using but maybe she doesn't understand that. She's been patting my backside really hard when she shouts. What does that mean? I do love when she pets me, is that what she's trying to do?

This project annoys me, it took almost all the time I get to play with her after she came home from work. Even after her mate went to bed she was still working on it. I fell asleep in her spot until she finally came to bed. Why is she putting so much time into this bag? I sure hope she gets some reward for it.

A new water bowl!

I overheard mommy talking into the small voice box - she calls it her "phone" - about some sort of medicines for me. What kind of medicines would a perfectly healthy kitten like me need? She made some sort of agreement on a day to take me in somewhere and that was the last I heard of it. What does this mean? I remember Mrs. Peggy took me to some place where I was poked and "injected" with medicine of some sort. Twice actually. Why would I have to have more? Humans are strange.


At least I didn't have to face that shiny "clipper" object anymore today. Each day since that horrible event mommy has held me on her lap as if to torment me again with that object, but instead she only rubbed my paws and talked to me with her soothing voice while showing me the evil object in it's "closed" position. I don't trust it though. No one should ever trust that thing.


Oh! Something nice happened today. After mommy and daddy came home from work today they brought me a big blue bottle of water with a brand new bowl to sit it in. This way they know I always have something to drink. They spoil me though. The water they put in my bowl always tastes different from the water in the sink. Shhh... they don't know I have tasted the sink water, and toilet water too! I'm happy with this new water bowl though, it's nice and shallow so they don't have to work so hard to clean it if I spill my food in it again.

The evil claw clippers

I've started to notice a pattern. It seems the treats only escape from the bag on the days that mommy and daddy have to go to that "work" place. I found two this morning and originally thought I had just missed them somehow, but I know my hunting skills are too good to overlook these goodies so there is no way I could have missed these two all weekend! A few hours later though, I found 4 more that were randomly hidden in a different room this time! It's very confusing, but again I really don't mind. Something tells me that these treats only appear in such awkward places when mommy and daddy are away.


After mommy came home, she continued to work on the knots and it looks like she finished it too! She scraped a stick and made it glow yellow and touched the yellow to the end of it. The yellow light made the string very hot and it turned glossy and sticky but it cooled off and got hard very fast. I guess thats how she managed to keep the knots from coming undone. She was very happy to finish it, I could tell because then she started to swing it around and play with it! I was looking forward to joining in and couldn't resist playing too! It makes me happy to hear mommy laugh.


While we were playing, I guess I got a little carried away in the chase of the stringy toy mommy made. I ran too far and too fast, I jumped a little too hard off of a soft warm surface that made daddy scream. I didn't even realize it but I hurt daddy's foot. Why do I keep messing up?

Daddy rubbed it but it looked like I left a red line on his foot, three in fact. That must have upset mommy because she picked me up and took me to her desk and sat me on her lap with my belly up. She then took these shiny biting things and started using it to bite my back claws.

I didn't mind at first but I just didn't want to stand still anymore so I kicked and wiggled to get free. Suddenly the biting thing bit too hard and it hurt really bad. I didn't want it anywhere near me anymore so I lost control of myself and did whatever I could to get out of the hold mommy had on me! My claw was hanging off, not fully cut through and I didn't want it to get any shorter because it really hurt! That shiny thing was NOT a nice thing.

After wiggling and kicking as much as I could, I started to scream and cry to let mommy know I wanted to get away from that mean object. She wouldn't let go of me. I did what I had to do, I bit the hand she was using to hold that shiny object, but she still didn't release it or me. I screamed and kept biting at her and she really didn't like that, but what could I do? Mommy was making me so mad, she didn't understand how evil that thing is, why did it bite me? Why did it bite my claws?

Mommy let me go, then she put the object on the floor and let me examine it. Though I didn't dare get too close, it might bite me again! She thinks maybe if I smell it and observe it first then maybe I won't mind it?! I didn't want it to be anywhere near me, so I left it alone. Apparently mommy didn't want it to leave me alone. She picked me up and put me right back on her lap like before and kept using that thing to bite the rest of my claws while I struggled and screamed. Why doesn't she understand the risk she put me through? I hope to never have to fight mommy again.

After that awful event of "clipping my claws" mommy tried to make peace with me by petting me and giving me treats. Yeah, it worked. I'm a sucker for love.

My collar is gone!

Mommy spent an awful lot of time today calling my name. I decided the tone in her voice is different when she calls my name on purpose. This time I decided to go to her instead of have her look for me. At least this way she'll make less noise. It's funny though, it seemed to make her happy when I came to her. She'd give me goodies and kisses, she'd pet me and say sweet things to me too! Then she'd put me back in the room farthest from her and call my name again. I guess this is some sort of a game, but as long as there's love and goodies waiting I'll keep coming when she calls.

It's strange but she waited hours sometimes, even waiting for the moment I fell asleep as if she did it on purpose. She'd call me and as much as I dislike interrupted naps, I found her and went to her like before. Again she gave me kisses and treats! I really like moments like those. But then she also did something very thoughtful, she took off that blue collar for me! She must have known I didn't like it! Maybe it's a good thing after all, to come to her when she calls me. It seems to have helped in keeping the annoying bell collar off of me! Which makes me wonder, is that why she put it on me in the first place? Is it because she couldn't find me? All I really know is I'm SO GLAD it's gone, it was starting to mess with the hairs around my neck.

The blue object with a bell

Again! Just after mommy and daddy left through the door, I walked with them until they shut the door and I noticed another small treat right there on the rug by the door! These treats found a way out of the bag and moved to different places today. I hope mommy doesn't think that I did it! I found 6 today, all in different places from yesterday, how does this happen? It's not like I mind, my tummy is quite happy with this new discovery.


Mommy and daddy came home from work today carrying a blue object with a bell, and holes, and a little loop with a stick in the middle. It sure caught my attention and I ran up to observe it but before I knew it, mommy wrapped the thing around my neck! I couldn't shake it off! It followed me everywhere and made noises the whole time! I really don't like this thing. I tried to scratch it off, I tried to pull it off, I even rubbed it against the floor and the doorway to try to slip it off my neck but it wouldn't budge! What is this thing?!


Mommy must have noticed how much it bothered me because she took it off and let me examine it again. She kept petting me and told me to calm down, saying it was just a "collar" and wouldn't hurt me. I don't see how something so small and thin could be so strong and sticky. She seemed to like it on me though so I told myself to put up with it for today. I hope it gets tired and falls off soon though. I wouldn't miss it. I wonder if my brother has to put up with this torment in his new home?

Hidden treats found!

Both mommy and daddy always leave and come back at the same time. They give me hugs before they leave, lately that's a bad sign telling me they will be gone for a long time again. They keep going to a place called "work" but they only brought something back once and it was an annoying chirping object. I hope they don't bring any more of those things home.


It's really weird but, treats have been spotted all over the place. I wonder how they get into corners, inside shoes, even under the desk where mommy works. It's strange how I keep finding them all over but hey, I don't mind the random snack! Actually, I've started searching quite carefully for more! They randomly appear so I have to keep hunting for them, it's really a fun game and it keeps me busy while my mommy and daddy are out at that place called "work". I don't like when they leave but today it wasn't so bad because I was so busy hunting for these little snack pieces all day.


Mommy said my name really loud again today, with that same voice that sounds different than when she talks. She's strange sometimes, I guess it's something I have to get used to in time. At least she stops saying my name when she finds me again, it's so fun to watch her walk all over the place like that though.


I haven't mentioned it in a while but, today I noticed that the big oval water bowl that daddy stood in to wash himself seemed to lose it's blanket-shield. It has this large, heavy plastic sheet to protect everything from the water that sprays on the other side of it. But that sheet fell down, dragging with it the metal pole that held it up. All this happened while mommy was in with the falling water! Water started splashing everywhere, but that wasn't my main concern. All I could do was run in and watch to see if mommy was safe from such a collapse! She says "it's about time we replace that pole". I guess it's not that important after all. She finished washing herself even without it holding up the blanket. What a scary situation though, what if it hurt mommy?

The annoying chirpy toy

Mommy and daddy were gone alot today. They came back after the sun went away. They brought in this strange new object, some sort of yellow and white spotted strip of soft material attached to a stick that makes chirping sounds. I couldn't put up with the annoying chirps for very long, so I started to bite warnings at the soft spots of this object. It kept making noises whenever I touched it! I don't understand what this thing is for, but I'm going to silence it as soon as I figure out how!

It seems my appetite is back. I have decided that the kitten chow is good and all, but I think I like the kitten food that came with the "Purina kitten package" that Mrs. Peggy gave to mommy so she will know how to take care of me. I like how soft the little food bits are. They also taste better than the canned stuff in so many ways! Besides, mommy doesn't like to clean up dried wet food. I don't blame her, cuz I don't like it either when it dries up.

Mommy started working with some really pretty and shiny strings. She keeps tying knots in them to make patterns. She called it "nylon craft cord" but it's really more like strings to me! She told me she got blue and white to match me. Am I blue? I'm more white with a little gray. I don't see blue, maybe she means my eyes? Anyway, she's making knots to represent the day and month that I was born, and also to represent the day she brought me home. The knots are making it tall and thick, and it's starting to get really long already! I can't resist playing with the ends of the strands while she flips them around all over. Really I'm only attacking the parts she won't need, it's so much fun too!

One thing I started to notice today is, mommy randomly says my name longer and louder than other times. It only happens when I'm far away from her and she can't see me. But she says my name so many times without looking at me so it's hard to tell why my name is said so much. Does it have anything to do with that color she named me after?

It's close to bedtime now. I think maybe mommy will let me sleep in the big bed again now. I've proven my innocence and I know where my litter box is now for sure! I've been very good and I know there won't be any mess tonight. Daddy seems happy too, cuz he's been holding me alot today. Maybe I'll curl up with him tonight too.

Midnight mess

The blanket last night was a very nice idea, but after my mommy and her mate were sleeping, I decided I just couldn't keep away from her. I wanted to hear her heartbeat again so I jumped on the bed and made myself comfortable. I fell asleep to the sound of her heartbeat. In the night though, I woke up and realized I had not used any litter box since I left Mrs. Peggys house. I really really had to go, but I didn't know where I could. I tried to walk around to look for a place but I couldn't hold it anymore so I peed where I lay. I tried to bury it in the blanket, I never liked leaving a mess behind.

I guess I didn't bury it very well because my mommy woke up and saw what happened. I wasn't finished burying it yet, but she woke her mate up and told him not to move. Then I noticed that the spot I peed at was just over her mate on his lap! Oh no! I really felt very bad. I didn't know what to do! He got so mad at me, he took off his clothes and I could see that they were wet. Was that really all from me?! I must have had to go more than I thought! I really didn't want to upset my mommy or her mate. I didn't know what else to do, honestly!

After they cleaned up my mess, they put new blankets on the bed. I didn't dare bother them again, I felt so bad. Her mate wouldn't look at me, he said something really loud and stood in a big oval bowl of water and threw water on himself to clean off my mess. Then he put on some new clothes and went under the new clean blankets. I didn't dare go up to him again. I must have really upset him, but he did manage to laugh when my mommy said something. I hope that's a good thing. My mommy showed me my mess, then she took me to that blue box and told me "this is where you make this mess". So maybe I was right! Maybe this box was a replacement for my old litter box!

Oh I won't make that mistake again! My mommy locked me up in the small room with the blue box. She told me that "daddy" didn't want me to leave that room until I learned where I need to pee. Her mate - "daddy" - is right. I didn't complain, but I did cry myself to sleep because I couldn't lay against my mommy's chest, her heartbeat was too far away to put me to sleep so it took me a long time to fall asleep.

Hours after the sun peeked through the bottom edge of the door, my mommy came in again. She held me and brought me to daddy to tell him I was sorry. I guess daddy forgot about the mess I made, all over him, in the middle of the night. He gave me candy pieces! I really didn't deserve them but I was so happy to get them! I thanked him many times for sure!

I was allowed to walk around freely and get familiar with places I have not yet explored but now that it is bedtime, it seems I have to sleep in the bedroom again. Mommy says it's for the best, and it would make daddy happy to know that I fully understand this is my new litter box. I guess I shouldn't argue. This blanket wasn't so bad last night, at least it's fluffy and warm. I just curled up in the little burrow I made in it last night and I'll sleep before long.

A new home

The morning started out like every other morning. My brother and me in a cubby on one end of a large room with a bunch of other cats that look different from me. Across from me was a cubby with my mom and her new litter of kittens that barely opened their eyes. And next to our cubby was a couple of kittens who are my half sisters and one brother. They are older than me though.

Everything was normal until suddenly, as if she knew I was waiting for her, a pretty lady walked in with Mrs. Peggy! This lady was really happy to see me and wanted to hold me right away and before I knew it she told me what I was waiting to hear. "I'm here to take you home. I'm your new mommy". Her voice was really soft, I liked it. That's when everything changed. I was expecting this day to come. My brother already met his new mommy but she didn't take him home yet so he's still waiting for her. My other brother and sisters from an older litter had many visitors all the time too. I can't help but think how much I will miss them all but I know they will have new mommys of their own soon!

The hardest part about today I'd have to say was the long ride in the box that purrs. It moved very fast and was very big, but my new mommy made it more relaxing when she held me against her chest for most of the way. I really liked listening to her heartbeat, so I tried my best to keep from crying. She and her mate were talking about my new name for a long time. They came up with so many I forget what they were but her mate suddenly said my name should be "Cyan", because of the color of my eyes. I liked that name too, because it seemed fitting for a pretty girl cat like me. Ok, ok, I admit I'm still a kitten, but hey I'm 4 months and one whole week old!


I must have fallen asleep because the whole hour passed by, and we stopped at a really big place with lots of food and supplies. At first I thought this was my new home but then I really hoped it wasn't because there were so many people walking around with other strange animals with tails. I couldn't be sure but some of them acted like the dog that Mrs. Peggy had. They sure didn't look like dogs though, and they were really loud!

My new mommy held me really close while she walked around and picked out things for me. Another lady stopped her and asked if she could pet me. I'm so glad my mommy let me sniff her first, and didn't let go of me while the lady pet me. I'm a bit shy, and I did't want to be away from my new mommy. She and that strange lady talked about me for a while. When asked what kind of cat I was, my mommy said "blue point Siamese". I couldn't hear most of what they talked about because the lady's animal kept shouting so much. But I heard her mention my previous home with Mrs. Peggy at "Cat Haven". It's strange that she would tell my whole history to this strange lady. But maybe this lady wants to be a mommy too! Maybe she will go to meet my sisters! I hope so.

We finally left that noisy place, with a bunch of supplies and food to take back to that box that purrs. My mommy told me "we're finally going home". She carried me in through a big wooden door and let me walk around. My goodness, it was so strange because I could not recognize a single smell here! It was like no cat had ever stepped foot in this place! Could I really be the only one? I was so worried that I'd be bullied by another cat, but could it really be possible to have this whole place for myself? Wow!

I had a very busy day sniffing the entire place out. There are so many places to hide, but I'm proud to say I only hid for 5 minutes before I realized how silly I was acting. My mommy really didn't mind me walking all over her things while she put together a blue box with sand in it. My mommy said she bought it because it matches my eyes, and she poured some kitten chow into a bowl telling me that it was food for me to eat when I was hungry. But how could I possibly be hungry? I was too excited to see the whole place.

There's something familiar about the blue box. It looks like the litter box that my brother and I shared, but it doesn't smell the same. Even when my mommy took the large top dome off of it, I still wasn't convinced. Maybe later I'll understand what it is for.

After a long day of exploring, I don't think I could possibly get any sleep. I'm still to excited about my wonderful day! But my mommy and her mate put a blanket beside their bed and told me I could sleep there. Too bad they shut the door and kept me inside their room because I wanted to explore some more while they slept. Oh well, tomorrow is another exciting day!