Wow! Day Too

Of blogging. I'm so xsited. I'm haffing a hard tyme pikking out a pikture of me. I don't knoo if I like the lying down pikkture or the one wen I wuz a kitten. My face is very black and all yoo ken see is my eyes. I haff to choose carefilly or I will lukk like a lump of kole.

As for the links, one that I like is the Brooklyn Animal Resource Coalition (woo hoo gud spelleen!) You can kut and payste after yoo Google it, like my human says. They place kittens and doggs in gud famelies.

I came from Muffin's Pet Listing service. My too-legger herd of me in February 1994 after the deth of her other black cat, Fluffy. He had a thyroyd condission and it wuz verry sad. It wuz snooing outside that morneen. Big wite flakes on the window and then I went into the trane staytion. Susie Kantek wuz my preevius human. I did not lyke her boyfrend. He was meen to me and he knew I didn't lyke him. So, they plased me in the listeens until a noo home wuz found. Susie was hartbrokin. They were veggeteriens, too, which wuz weerd. (I lyke bred and cookees to thiss day, but I did not knoo whut to do with stayke and shrimp. It tuk tyme.)

I reemember goeen up the stayrs and it wuz cold. Then a too-legger in a black cote came neer me and Susie. She was cryeen and holdeen me, and the boyfrend didn't even keer. I don't miss him at all. I went into a noo carryer, and I started to yowl at the persson in the black cote. Then I went up into this small box with lit buttons, down a hall hi up, and into a noo plase. I kud smell other cats. (Wen yoo are a cat, yoo just knoo. It's a scent theeng.) I wuz angree. No Susie? Whoo is this? Why!!! I emmediatly hid behind a cabinett. A man from Muffins came to tayke my pikkture, but I wuldn't come out. The other cats weer lookeen at me funnee. I felt straynge. The black cote persson let me keep my name, which was nice. At leest I still hadd my identety. I staid behind the cabinett that nite.

I hissed and yowled. I wuz still angree the next morneen, but it got better. I had my own bole of food, and a noo sand pan, and my own bed. I did not haff theese thengs with Susie. The black cote persson let me sleep at her feet that nite. I still did not knoo her nayme.

The next morneen, I jumpt on her pilloo and patted her fase with my paw. She woke up and did not push me off the bed or get angree at me. She smiled and laffed like I was funnee. I smiled back at her and desided to be frendly. She rubbed my hed and put meet in my bowl. Like drippy meet this wuz. No vegetibles! I snifft, and tryed some. It was gud. I ate the hole theng, and tukk a nap. It wuz still snooing outside. She lifted me up to the windoo and I saw the flakes. I wuz hi up, all the peeple lukked small like antz. Then she got a black box with a silver lite and clikked at me. Later, I saw pikktures of me. She sent some to Susie, but wuldn't let me travell with her. Oh well. I gess it wuz a noo life for me. I haff no reegrets and haff had some happee tymes sence then.

The other cats in the plase were Butch, Taffee, and Joopiter. Butch wuz the oldesst at 20. He told me tayles of all the plases he lived and travelled in his kittentime. He had a kink in one eer, and wuz almost blind in both eyes. He wuz the ferst elder I had met. I haff lotz of storyes about Butch. I will haff to rite them heer. He wuz a reel fillosopher.

And thatz the beginneen of my life with my too-legger! Wow--my paws are tired. I shud go--Animal Planet's got sometheen about berds on later. I like sparroos and pengwens.

Bye!

love
dexter