Being Regular on Halloween
October 31, 2000

Mommy thinks I am a complete genious! Of course she is right. She watched me eat with my paws. It's not that hard. Just a few observations of the humans and I figured it out. You stick your paw in the food, and sqeeze to get a hold of it. So very easy to do. I just wish mommy would have figured it out sooner!

The humans have purchased something for me. Something about keeping me regular or something. I thought I was pretty regular. I eat right and drink plenty of water from my fountain. Unless them meant keeping regular, schedule wise. Maybe that's what they meant. Yeah, I think so. They ordered this automatic feeder thing that will feed me once a day for 5 days total. I thought that was pretty darn neat. It should be here soon. I'm going to do a review of it after i've used it for a while.

I talked to Daddy on the phone today. It was very odd to do that. I do it all the time with Nannie, but not with daddy. He was very talkative. Daddies can be weird sometimes.

It rained again today. How depressing is that? It's been raining forever! I can hardly remember the sun being out for an extended period of non-sleep time! I was so depressed yesterday I couldn't even write to you diary!

Mommy got some shots of me, but this time I took action. I gave her the papparazzi swipe. There should be a few shots of my paw across the lens! She's a camera crazed woman!

The scrapbook is pretty much finished. Maybe mommy will add those papparazzi shots too. People can see just how irritated I get with her sometimes. How do small children deal with that? Do they like that kind of adoration? At least with the web cameras, they are in specific spots, so I can get away with them. I can't get away from mommy and that camera, except in my litter box. I'm afraid that next time, she'll be taking pictures of me in there. Would I have a case of invasion of privacy? I don't think she'd ever really do that. She couldn't handle the smell.

Today was Halloween. Lots of bad things happen to pets on Halloween. Why do humans act like that? What makes them do these bad things? I'm glad I'm an indoor cat. I feel safer in here, even though I like it outside.

Well, If I think about this too much I might get upset. An upset kitty is not a good thing. Talk to you later diary. Goodnight.

-Skittles

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