Little ones
April 10, 2003

I've been stuck in here since Monday. At least I have water and I get fed twice a day. It could be worse. It could be permanent. We have more family visiting. There is a baby included, so I am staying in the bedroom. Away from painful little hands that might like to grab my tail and small handfuls of fur. Past experience? You bet.

I overheard once again more vet talk. Why do they insist on me needing to see a vet? I'm fine, I feel fine. I hope they don't want my nails to be trimmed. I need my nails.

I killed a lizard today. I hadn't even noticed it until mommy pointed it out to me. Of course my cousins were visiting today and I had an audience. I came through though. I grossed nannie out too. My cousin AJ kept saying "Get it Goggy. Get it!" He calls me Goggy for some reason. I think he thought I was a dog when he was a baby. I don't know how he could think that. He knows I'm a cat, he knows I'm a girl, and he knows my name is Skittles. Maybe it's just a nickname. I hope it is. Otherwise I may have to meow at him until he gets it.

That dog is still barking at me. I am amazed it can see me. I thought I was blending in so well. Maybe I should hide behind the blinds or something. I think it irritates mommy and daddy since they area always saying that the dog needs to go bury a bone or something.

Well, I'm feeling tired. I heard something about ice cream, so I may and try to get some from someone before I go to sleep. Night Diary.

-Skittles

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