I really suck at Minesweeper
The mines get me every time. :)
In other news... thanks to azfiregirl I have now joined note_to_cat and note_to_dog. The following have been posted there.
Dearest Loki-Bean,
Look what you've done now, you've made mommy join a new place so that she can write you letters. I know, I'm the horrible person that brought in Valkyrie, your puppy of Doom. And if that wasn't bad enough in the last four months you've had three other new additions to your once placid and only slightly mischevious life.
Now you are being cruelly forced to share meal times with Peepit, Artemis, and Thor all three 7 years younger than you and twice as troublesome. And they stole your favorite spot on the bed! Not to mention that Artemis, while your pupil in almost every respect (from drinking water out of bowls, glasses, and jars, to doing the face clawless face smack, to sleeping pill bug-like on the bed), has stolen the chair that you originally stole from me!
But really, Your Highness, they were originally brought into the house to amuse you. And they needed us. Peepit came from a shelter where he was taken after all kinds of neglect and abuse. I know he harasses you endlessly and chases you around the house to provoke fights, but at least he's finally well fed and finally getting healthy :) And you have to admit he's very warm to cuddle up with on the spare bed. I know, I've seen you in there with him.
Artemis' kitty-mommy was killed out in the really real world and she needed a home since your Auntie couldn't keep all four kittens with the three she already had. And you like her. I know you do. I saw you curl up around her the other day to keep her warm when she wasn't feeling good.
And Thor, our newest arrival, is your match in everything but sex and hairlength. I know you find that flattering. He followed Valkyrie, Amanda, and I home a few weeks ago, quite literally, and was nothing more than a skeleton covered with fur. Now he's finally plumping out and sneaks up to you to clean your ears and make you purr.
And I know you love your puppy. I've seen you curl up and sleep on top of her in more than one instance.
So you'll forgive mommy right? I promise you plenty of chicken, fewer vet visits as long as you stay healthy, and more supervised outside time to keep you feeling your special-ness. Because you truly are special little Loki, you are our first cat that we've had together and you're the Queen of the house.
Love always,
Mommy
Dear Valkyrie,
Do you have to live up to your name so well? I mean, really. When we named you that we figured it fit, what with your older sister being a cat and named Loki. I'm seriously surprized that in your year and a half of life that I haven't found you riding your warhorse bringing souls back to Valhalla for Loki's verification.
And let me tell you what, little mutt of my heart, jumping on my head to wake me up when you weigh almost 50lbs and are just starting to put on your adult muscle is not a good way to stay on all four feet. I don't mind your slobbery kisses or your pouncing on the bed, but stepping on my head is another matter.
Lastly, we appreciate your ability to locate all four cats for us, and your tolerance of them crawling all over you, sleeping on you, and attacking your very fluffy tail. However, pinning Thor down with one paw while you mock nip him isn't very nice. I admit he probably deserved it for swinging from your ear, but still.
And please keep the demon-child episodes to a minimum now, k? Thx.
Love always,
Mommy and Daddy
In other news... thanks to azfiregirl I have now joined note_to_cat and note_to_dog. The following have been posted there.
Dearest Loki-Bean,
Look what you've done now, you've made mommy join a new place so that she can write you letters. I know, I'm the horrible person that brought in Valkyrie, your puppy of Doom. And if that wasn't bad enough in the last four months you've had three other new additions to your once placid and only slightly mischevious life.
Now you are being cruelly forced to share meal times with Peepit, Artemis, and Thor all three 7 years younger than you and twice as troublesome. And they stole your favorite spot on the bed! Not to mention that Artemis, while your pupil in almost every respect (from drinking water out of bowls, glasses, and jars, to doing the face clawless face smack, to sleeping pill bug-like on the bed), has stolen the chair that you originally stole from me!
But really, Your Highness, they were originally brought into the house to amuse you. And they needed us. Peepit came from a shelter where he was taken after all kinds of neglect and abuse. I know he harasses you endlessly and chases you around the house to provoke fights, but at least he's finally well fed and finally getting healthy :) And you have to admit he's very warm to cuddle up with on the spare bed. I know, I've seen you in there with him.
Artemis' kitty-mommy was killed out in the really real world and she needed a home since your Auntie couldn't keep all four kittens with the three she already had. And you like her. I know you do. I saw you curl up around her the other day to keep her warm when she wasn't feeling good.
And Thor, our newest arrival, is your match in everything but sex and hairlength. I know you find that flattering. He followed Valkyrie, Amanda, and I home a few weeks ago, quite literally, and was nothing more than a skeleton covered with fur. Now he's finally plumping out and sneaks up to you to clean your ears and make you purr.
And I know you love your puppy. I've seen you curl up and sleep on top of her in more than one instance.
So you'll forgive mommy right? I promise you plenty of chicken, fewer vet visits as long as you stay healthy, and more supervised outside time to keep you feeling your special-ness. Because you truly are special little Loki, you are our first cat that we've had together and you're the Queen of the house.
Love always,
Mommy
Dear Valkyrie,
Do you have to live up to your name so well? I mean, really. When we named you that we figured it fit, what with your older sister being a cat and named Loki. I'm seriously surprized that in your year and a half of life that I haven't found you riding your warhorse bringing souls back to Valhalla for Loki's verification.
And let me tell you what, little mutt of my heart, jumping on my head to wake me up when you weigh almost 50lbs and are just starting to put on your adult muscle is not a good way to stay on all four feet. I don't mind your slobbery kisses or your pouncing on the bed, but stepping on my head is another matter.
Lastly, we appreciate your ability to locate all four cats for us, and your tolerance of them crawling all over you, sleeping on you, and attacking your very fluffy tail. However, pinning Thor down with one paw while you mock nip him isn't very nice. I admit he probably deserved it for swinging from your ear, but still.
And please keep the demon-child episodes to a minimum now, k? Thx.
Love always,
Mommy and Daddy