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Skittles' Diary

My Dearest Diary,Skittles the space kitty
March 22, 2001

It's been raining all day long. It stopped for about a half of an hour but then it started right back up again. There was nothing to do. It's still raining tonight. I slept in, even after mommy got up. Mommy hasn't gotten much better, but she's walking and can breathe through her nose, so it's a start.

I discovered chili. it's not that bad. It's really good if some cheese has gotten sprinkled in. Mommy didn't finish eating hers and had left a bite. I decided to give it a try and it was good. Mommy said that I was being bad, but at least there wasn't anything bad for me in her particular type of chili. That's good to know. Next I'm hoping she makes something with chicken for daddy really soon. I like chicken. It's yummy and just melts in my mouth or so it seems.

I played on the computers most of the day. I tried to type an email, but I forgot daddy's machine doesn't have it set up for me, so I ended up typing for nothing on his machine. It's not easy to walk across the keyboard like I do. It's a skill that you have to learn over at least a few years. That's about all of the excitement for my day. Oh wait, mommy got some new bird sounds and was testing them out. She said she will upload them another day. She has to convert them first. I liked the pigeon sounds the best. They were so realistic. They reminded me of when I was a desperate little kitten on the streets. It reminded me how glad I am that I am here with such nice parents, even if they are human.

I have stayed up late with mommy and daddy to watch the news about the MIR end. Mommy said it would be good for me. She said it would be educational. I took mini naps while sort of watching it. I'm tired

After that it was bed time. It was also when mommy discovered something. She discovered something and wasn't very happy about it. She discovered what was missing off of the bathroom sink. It was some stuff you use for washing your face, if you are a human. She was really mad. She pretty easily figured out that it was me that did it. I did it while she was gone. I made it into the trash can pretty easily. I guess daddy or someone threw in other odds and ends afterwards because no one noticed and it got thrown out in the trash. Oops. I thought they would have noticed before taking the trash out. How was I to know.

Well, because of my little antic, mommy told me that I was on restrictions. She said no treats, no milk, no wet food, no catnip, no anything extra for two whole weeks. I am not sure if I can handle this. Just dry food and water. What kind of restrictions is this? I'd probably do better at the Vet's! Wait, let's not mention that to her. She might be upset enough to consider it

Well, I think I should get to bed. All of that space talk made me quite tired. Night diary.

-Skittles


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