Today is my birthday!!! I am 11 years old today. To celebrate, I would like some plain cooked chicken, and to outside and hang out in the sunshine for a bit. Actually, that's not true. I would like to have some steak, rare, and a giant bowl of SpaghettiOs, and any other human food I can get my paws on. Then I'd like to have the door open all of the ( Read more... )

Today was a good day ( Read more... )

I am not feeling very good today. I refused to eat dinner, and I refused the chicken Laura cooked for me. So far, I have been given meds twice today, and there's still two more to go.

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boxes! my stuff! everything! gone! my world is changing!

Today is my birthday! I am 10 years old today. Laura-Mommy says there will be a party later in the summer to celebrate Ten Years Of Toti.

I got lots of kitty treats and petting and no one put me in the bathtub today. And Justin gave me a brand new toy mouse with a tail. I ate the tail off, and now I have no interest in it. Man, tails piss me off.

Tonight, after dinner, I went down the stairs to the entry way. I am NOT ALLOWED there, and I know this, because I hardly ever go down there and when I'm down there and someone yells at me, I come running up the stairs. Tonight, I went to the bottom of the stairs, and I YOWLED. Really loud. Laura-mommy ignored me for a while, so I kept yowling. ( Read more... )

I hate love hate purses. Laura-Mommy leaves her purse at the top of the stairs every night when she comes in the door. So when I'm guarding the top of the stairs, I like to sit on her purse and kick the crap out of it. It's funny, because she looooves her purses, and I looooove to kick them.

Sometimes, for reasons unknown to you pithy humans, I roll in my litter box. Usually, only when it's been freshly cleaned. I flip over and rub my back all over the litter, and flip around a few times. It gets litter pebbles all over my fur and makes me stink like litter ( Read more... )

Here comes Toti's claws ( Read more... )

Laura and Justin are the worst cat-parents EVER. They left us alone for nearly 24 hours. No food! No pumpkin! No one to pick me up or chase me or smother me when I yowl loudly at them! My birth parents wouldn't treat me like this ( Read more... )