Saturday, December 16, 2000

Mom and dad came home last night smelling like the neighbor's cat. I get soooooo jealous.

Thursday, December 14, 2000

Here I am chewing the wheels off. After I started to do that, dad removed them for me. Wasn't that nice of him?

more pics

My pal and bunk buddy Hieronymus with the wheel me.

Here I am biting the butt of the wheel me. I feel kinda strange destroying the spitting image of myself. One time Uncle Tim brought a couple poodles for me to chew on...I didn't feel as bad about that.

The Wheel Me with mom's slipper.

Dad with me and the wheel me that Uncle Tim brought me. Can you see the wheel me?

Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Uncle Tim came to visit and brought a miniature me with wheels on the feet! I know this doesn't make much sense, but mom took pictures, so she'll put those up later. I'm going to chew him up....the miniature me, that is, not Uncle Tim.

Tuesday, December 12, 2000

They say I was bad today. When mom and dad went out to get movies and New Orleans Take Out, I turned over the trash can in the upstairs bathroom and got lots of goodies out of it. Mmmmm...tea bag...candy wrappers...facial tissue...mommy's unmentionable....I got scolded really badly. Then when mom was watching TV and working on her orange computer, I almost grabbed a breaded oyster off her plate. She got really mad and made me stay on the floor. But it looked so tasty....I don't think they ever let me have an oyster. Hieronymus told me a tale of one time before I came along when mom and dad tried some canned octopus and they didn't like it, so they gave it to him and he flipped out.

Monday, December 11, 2000

Dad came home later than usual tonight. I was so happy to see him, I could hardly contain myself. Now he's shovelling snow so that I'll have a place to go potty without getting my tootsies too wet and cold. Right now I'm burrying my face into Mom's side while she works on her orange computer on the couch. Mom lets me snuggle with her more in the winter...in the summer she pushes me away and complains that it's too hot. But I can never get enough snuggling, even in warm weather.

I don't know why mom gets so mad at me when I get one of her used facial tissues out of the waste basket and start to eat it and tear it up. I mean, it's not like she wanted it anyway...or else she wouldn't have discarded it.

Those things are delicious!

Sunday, December 10, 2000

I got to see Uncle Tim! He brought Ann and Stan packages with wrapping. After they left, I destroyed the wrapping. Daddy said, "isn't that sweet, he hates xmas too!" But he's wrong! I love xmas! I love destroying hideous wrapping paper! I just wish mom and dad would buy xmas tress like other people so I can destroy them! I love to destroy xmas stuff. It's so much fun!

I hope I can see Uncle Tim today...I hope I hope I hope...oh boy oh boy oh boy. I will lick his ears and jump on him and squeal until he holds me.

Snuggled with mom in bed this morning...she got up late so I got to snunkle until after 10. Mom's been sleeping late since she's been sick, but she's well now. I think she was still asleep when she was feeding the cats because she spilled more catfood than usual. I got to eat it! Yum...I love cat food better than my own food. When I went outside there was all that white snow stuff on the ground. I hate snow...it makes my feet freeze, but that didn't stop me from chasing a leaf caught in a whirlpool wind. I think I'll go back to bed now in my own little bed made from a discarded human sleeping bag. I like to pull the covers over my head like it's a little cave.