Happy Birthday Grandpa
January 6, 2002

Today is Grandpa's birthday. That's daddy's dad. I wonder if he got his present yet. I helped pick it out. I'm good at picking out presents. I am a practical gift giving cat.

Mommy now has this new keyboard and mouse setup for her computer. It's neat, except that it is one of those natural keyboards. My paws ache after typing for a while. I may end up having to start using mommy's laptop to surf the internet. That means I can't sit behind it and keep warm. Where is the fun in that?

Speaking of keeping warm, it's cold outside. I heard it was supposed to snow tonight. It's been over a month since I saw snow last. Wow. The last time I heard it was supposed to be between four and eight inches. I think two inches is plenty. Just enough to cover things and make them pretty. Too much and it all melts and makes things icky wet. Two inches doesn't take that long to melt and dry up.

The holiday's went well. I slept most of the time and have discovered a nice warm place in one of the other rooms. Mommy said she isn't going to put a cam there. She calls it my thinking spot. I do happen to do a lot of thinking there. I also do a whole lot of sleeping and grooming there as well.

Mommy was (and kind of still is) sick and now daddy is sick. He sounds all funny and stuff. I've been helping him get better by sleeping on him. I think it is working.

I think Auntie Nita and Uncle John are coming! ICE CREAM! I like it when they visit, most especially when Auntie Nita comes. Auntie Nita likes to get good ice cream and share with me. Ok, so Auntie Nita also gives me extra treats when mommy and daddy aren't looking.

Hopefully mommy will end up feeling better soon so she can make the last few technical changes so that I can start doing my diary with a different system. I really hope this gets me back into updating more often.

Maybe I am getting old? I'm going to be five in June. Am I have a mid-cat-life crisis? Do I need to go out and buy all new bedding and litter boxes? No, No. I'm not have a mid-cat-life crisis. This is normal. It's winter! Things always go slow in winter, especially when it's cold out. It gets dark out really early, so you don't feel as productive, that's it! Phew. I got worried for a second there. Wait, I started slipping in the summer. Oh no. Then again, summer makes you feel like playing. The weather is nice, the breezes feel all soft in your fur and the grass tickles between your paws. There's no push for me to do stuff in the summer. It's relaxing time for me. Oh I don't know. I'll get stuff done when I get the chance. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

Time for bed diary. Night!

-Skittles

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