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[15 Feb 2004|11:29pm] |
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meOW!
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[05 Jun 2003|03:38pm] |
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Home is where your litter box is
*meow*
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[17 Mar 2003|01:40pm] |
Awwww, the cat looks hungry! Give him a brownie
Yes... give me a brownie...
(p.s. my adventure under the house ended early this morning when Justin pulled me out by my neck. I have cuts all over my face and I can't remember where they came from.. I think I'm not going to run outside anymore for a while...
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[18 Feb 2003|07:42pm] |
I've decided that I'm going to beg for food all the time even when there is already food in my bowl. Haha silly cat.....
*meow
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[05 Feb 2003|04:06pm] |
I'm hungry.
*meow*
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[02 Feb 2003|11:34pm] |
I learned today that I can sit on top of the computer monitor for warmth. I knock a lot of stuff over, though. But Justin can pick it up. I'm sure he doesn't mind.
*meow*
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[04 Jan 2003|01:45pm] |
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*meow*
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[06 Oct 2002|12:41am] |
I'm hungry... I wonder if Justin is going to ever come home and feed me?
*meow*
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[04 Oct 2002|12:05am] |
Man oh Man did I have a fun day of running around the house acting like I was on crack. I've found that if I act really crazy like, Dan and Russ will just close their doors and that will leave me time to plan my next escape. Little do they know of my master plan...
Erin, the answer to your question is rather simple. It's funny you humans haven't figured it out yet. Just look at cats for example. Me, I'm a crazy little fucker. I'm mean, I bite, and when you want me, I'll play hard to get. But my friend back home, he got his balls just CHOPPED right off. All he does is lie around the house being nice to everyone. He purrs and hes sweet and he docile. It's all about the balls. So the solution to your problem is rather simple. If you like a boy, chop off his balls. It will make him your slave for life. It's the only true way to show ownership nowadays.
Ok well, I have to go back to the running and clawing things I shouldn't be... I think Russ left his door open....
*meow*
P.s. sorry about your back, Josephine.. I was frightened. That happens when you're as little as me... I hope you can forgive me!
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[02 Oct 2002|12:22am] |
So this is my new Live Journal. All of my room mates have one, so I thought I'd give it a try. They're forcing me to stay inside, so I need something to do with my time. Last night they were testing me. They went outside and left the door open. Unfortunately for me, I didn't know what they were up to.. I saw the open door and thought Whoa, a free exit to go find some sexy kittens! but as soon as I made it out the door, SPLASH! An entire glass of water got dumped on my head. Then they threw me back in the house. Funny guys, let's beat up on the stupid black kid. I had escaped all night the night before, so I guess I deserved it. (even though they didn't feed me all day as punishment). I went into the bathroom in Dan's room and had to clean myself all up. That water really messes with my style. One of these nights while Dan's sleeping.. I'll get even... as soon as I figure out how... Oh well, someone is in the kitchen, so I better get in there to see if they open the fridge or the dishwasher big enough for me to climb in. Oh boy!
*meow*
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