Pay Me In Ice Cream
October 25, 2004

<Insert Evil Kitty Laugh Here> I am a bad cat! I am a very bad cat! Not only did I get two breakfasts, but I got two side snacks! I am so very bad.

Mommy woke up at 6:00 and fed me. My cousins were spending the night and she had to wake them up for school. She gave me a little bit of dry food as a snack. Of course she went back to sleep and daddy woke up before her. I played innocent and daddy fed me my wet food and a little of some new dry food as a snack. I ate the new dry food first and it was wonderful. I only managed to eat half of the wet food. I was getting kind of full so I left it for later.

I got a little morning exercise doing some kitty olympics and a little mischief. I discovered the forgotten wonder that is the cabinets above the refrigerator. There wasn't anything fun in there except for a bunch of glasses that no one uses. I didn't break any, unfortunately. After all of that running and jumping, I was a little hungry.

I think it was around noon that mommy figured out about the breakfast mishap. It was too late. She just shook her head at me and congratulated me on being so sneaky. Of course that is when she told me what is going to be happening Saturday and Sunday.

Apparently there is going to be an extremely full house Saturday night. Since mommy's brother's birthday is this week, my three week old cousin will be spending the evening with us, along with my other three cousins and one of their friends. Their parents are all going to some show that will last past bedtime. In other words, I will be confined to one room until they all go home. I better get some ice cream on Saturday night!

Saturday I went to take a nap in my bed only to find wool sitting in it. There was so much yummy wool that I almost took a nap right on top of it. I think I was drooling because mommy just laughed at me and took it out. I tried to tell her it was OK, but she just doesn't understand my relationship with wool.

I think I will go seek out that pile of wool. I was thinking of sleeping above the dryer, but I just can't get over the idea of sleeping in a box of wool! Night Diary!

-Skittles

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