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Hello fellow felines...heh, I've always wanted to say dat. See me up der, I look purrty in-o-sent, right? Well, I haf been torturing mom and dad fur awhile now. Oh, I'm not being nawty, just haffing fun. Like turning on da heaty pad. Yup, I turn it on fur my own pleshure any time I want. I don't turn it off tho, and dat makes dad nuts. He's always saying stuff about how much we cost and stoopid things like dat and den when mom sez, "well, we'll just re-home them then" he gets all "oh no, I didn't mean we should get rid of them". Today I went to the TED (the evil vet), actually I like Dr J, she's purrty and nice and thinks I'm lovely. Before we went tho I gave mom kwite the workout. I hid in da ceiling in da basement and she hadda pull down ceiling tiles to get me out. Da prollem is now der is no tiles by da window and NO ONE can hide up der! Den, I hid unner da sofa in da basement and she hadda tip it over to get me out, but, she did not catch me. So, I ran up da stairs and into da bed room and tried to get unner da bed but she cawt me afore I got all da way unner and so I hadda go to da vet. I'm healthy, no worries. 'Cept, Dr J thinks I need to lose about a 1/2 a pound but she is not concerned because my weight varies effury time I'm der...and she knows dat I'll lose dis 8 oz purrty easy. Oh, and I'm suppose to haf my teef cleaned but mom can't afford it so I gess dat won't be happening which is just fine wif me. I mean, I'm gonna be 11 and I gets dem brushed so, no, no teef cleaning. ::what mommy:: Ah, poop, mom sez if she can find da money we will be getting teef cleanings! Noooooo...
In other news, Speedy is still fat and stinky, Zippy is still old and cranky and dad is still lazy and whiny. Hey, we don't talk bad about mom cuz she fills da food dish, scoops da boxes and provides da brushings.