A fall from space
November 19, 2001

I'm not allowed to sleep on the refrigerator anymore. I fell off last night and mommy of course kept a very close eye on me all night. I landed on my feet, but maybe she was afraid of me being traumatized. I'm a cat, I do fall every once in a while. I fell off the bed a few days ago, but she didn't know that. I was grooming and leaned over a little too far and fell. I landed on a pillow, so it was ok.

I heard Brittany and Shalyn singing in the car today. Nannie called and put the phone down so mommy and I could listen. It was neat. One day I'll get to sing with them.

Daddy's newest airplane is big. He's still working on it. I want to go to sleep, but he doesn't want to. I'm waiting for him.

There are a whole lot of boxes in the house. From what I overheard from the refrigerator, the cam computer is going to get a make over! Daddy got a whole bunch of new equipment for it and brought it in. Yippee. Of course this means the main cam will be down for a day or so. I'm not sure when they are going to do it. All I know is more warm places for me to rest! Neato!

I'm looking at stuff to improve the image archive. I don't know how I should do it, but I want to do something fun with it. I'll have to brainstorm one day while napping.

Well, I think I should try to convince daddy that it is bed time. I am sleepy, so he should be to. Night diary.

-Skittles

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