Past life experience
January 19, 2001

Score one for me! I broke into the feeder and turned the dial to open it. I'm so smart. Mommy was watching me, so she was really really upset with me. Sorry mommy!

She got what she deserved. Mommy was squirting me all day long today. All I did was chew on a few cables. I keep hearing talk of "bitter apple." What is that? I don't like apples, so why are they going to get some of that for me? It must be something else. I'll have to search for it later on the internet.

Daddy went to a friend's house tonight. He helped him do something building related. Something like an addition. I can't remember exactly. I know he really smelled like stinky smoke, so mommy made him fabreeze. What did we ever do before that stuff?

Mommy did some studying. She's brushing up on her old HTML. Her carpal tunnel has been kicking in, but she's muddling through.

I of course snuck some of mommy's dinner. I like everything that comes out of the oven. Yummy to this kitty's tummy.

It snowed a lot today. That's all it did today. I looked out the window for a little bit, but then I got sad. Nothing's worse than being a sad kitty. I missed to days where I could frolic in the grass. The tall blades nestling their ways between my toes. Rolling around in the dirt until it all just felt right. Oh, those were the glory days, those were the summer days. The sun raining down on my fur, ample water coming from my water fountains shaped like pyramids. Small children in strange outfits feeting me tiny little fish. Oh, how I long for those.... Hey wait, that hasn't happened to me. Maybe that was some past life memory or something.

I can't remember ever having fish, oh except for that one (I mean one) time that daddy had tuna and a little bit dropped. Luckily for me I was close enough to get it before daddy did. Fish is yummy.

Well, now that I had one of those past life moments, I'm going to try and have some more come up. This time in my sleep. I wonder how I can get myself out of self-hypnosis? My paws are too small to set the alarm. I'll work on that. Later diary.

-Skittles

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