Wow, it's been great around here! The Male Lesser Species took the Slobbery Hound Things in the Rolling Box Thingy and came back WITHOUT THEM!!!! Could this be our Catmas Present? Did Santa Paws convince the Lesser Species that we didn't need Slobbery Hound Things here?
But, then, the Lesser Species got out some big bags and put their Fur Replacement items in them, and then went out the door and they haven't come back. I heard them say something about going to see the Female Lesser Species' parents, someplace called AreKansas - the Male Lesser Species seems to not like AreKansas, but he'll go when the Female Lesser Species tells him there's no choice!
So, here we are, Dizzy and I, all alone with no Slobbery Hound Things!!! But, we also don't have the Lesser Species to give us skritches. Good and bad together. Dizzy is still crying all the time. Here it is, Catmas, and no message from The Boy. Nothing. She is inconsolable. I'm starting to get a bit annoyed. She has a warm, comfy place with food, and the Lesser Species will pet her if she asks. What more can she ask for. Geesh.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Problems, problems, problems
Well, first of all, the Female Lesser Species came down with some bug called Flu. So, her laptop wasn't opened for a long time.
And then, well, Dizzy asked me to tell you out there in the Cat Realm... she's been too depressed to lift her tail. She cries constantly (and it's driving me crazy, but as her sister, I put up with it - some). She runs into the Lesser Species sleeping room and hides under the big comfy sleeping mat, and won't come out for nothing. Not even a cat treat. The Lesser Species have even tried the Fun Weed with her - it doesn't work.
You see, about a month ago, The Boy and the Lesser Species got into a pretty big yelling match. And then The Boy left. Gone. Not even a goodbye to poor Dizzy (or his mother). He left and moved to some place they call Canada.
Dizzy had been beside herself. She has lost weight, can't sleep, won't play. It's pitiful. And I'm actually feeling her pain too - I can't even get myself groomed correctly.
Please send happy meows to Dizzy. We're all hoping that Santa Paws might bring something nice to make her purr again. (like a note from The Boy telling her she is still his baby...)
And then, well, Dizzy asked me to tell you out there in the Cat Realm... she's been too depressed to lift her tail. She cries constantly (and it's driving me crazy, but as her sister, I put up with it - some). She runs into the Lesser Species sleeping room and hides under the big comfy sleeping mat, and won't come out for nothing. Not even a cat treat. The Lesser Species have even tried the Fun Weed with her - it doesn't work.
You see, about a month ago, The Boy and the Lesser Species got into a pretty big yelling match. And then The Boy left. Gone. Not even a goodbye to poor Dizzy (or his mother). He left and moved to some place they call Canada.
Dizzy had been beside herself. She has lost weight, can't sleep, won't play. It's pitiful. And I'm actually feeling her pain too - I can't even get myself groomed correctly.
Please send happy meows to Dizzy. We're all hoping that Santa Paws might bring something nice to make her purr again. (like a note from The Boy telling her she is still his baby...)
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