Skittles the shredder
February 6, 2001

Shredders my name, arms are my game. I was so bad this morning. I don't know what came over me, but I just went and tore into mommy's arm. She was so very mad at me. Oh yeah, mommy was asleep when I did this. She told me that I was about 2 minutes away from getting myself put into boarding school. I wonder what she meant by that? I know she would never "get rid of me," but what was she talking about?

Mommy edit: Boarding school in the meaning of she needs to go to a kitty obedience school for a little while and have a kitty therapist figure out just why she does this.

After mommy got all bandaged up (she counted them, it took 14 bandages, I should be in the army) I apologized to her and gave her a hug. She was still a little upset with me, but was nice.

There is essentially a barrier around Daddy's computers now. They got tired of me trying to chew on the cables and so they built a protective wall all the way around it. It's kind of neat that way. However, they don't know that all of that stuff just gives me more stuff to chew through.

I did something I was told was weird. I ate a lot of italian dressing. It was very good. It was bitter, but it was good.

I think daddy is sick. He was blowing his nose a lot. Maybe I'll just stay away from him for a few days.

We got about 2 feet of snow last night. Mommy said my tail might stick out if I fall in the snow just right. I think I'll just stay out of the snow all together. It's cold and it's wet. I don't really want to go there!

The guy doing the side walk was having a heard time. There was just so much snow that it took him about an hour to get one little part done. They were talking about flurries tonight. That can't be fun.

As you can tell, my day hasn't been exciting. And now diary, I'm going to bed. Night Diary.

-Skittles

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