I am getting so big, I am about 4 times as big as I was when I came here! So my mom says we should put down some of the cute stuff I did, before she forgets it. For instance, when I drank my bottles, both of my ears twitched in time to my sucking. I have watched the big kitties a lot to learn how to do stuff but before that I used to wash my face by sitting up on my hind legs and using both paws at once. I still sit up and look at stuff that I’m holding in my front paws, but I am getting pretty good at that bath thing now.
My other mom talked to someone at the store where they get my food and now they think I am a feral cat. I don’t know about that, but I do know I likes to bite! I bite clothes, the other cats, both of my moms and the MealMan guy. I also bite papers that are on a table I can reach. I gotted my first furry mouse and that was pretty fun, but mostly I likes round stuff that rolls. I also like cords and material scraps that I can bite and roll around with; we has lots of those, cuz the other mom made dresses for some war that her and the MealMan guy went to last week; my writer mom stayed home with alla us cats. MealMan guy broked my one rolly toy that had a bell innit, but the bell is almost as fun!
The black an white cat plays with me, she even plays ruff and bites me. The cat that kinda looks like my fur mom is still mad that I is here. I don’t like the outside so much, it makes me think of when I had ta sleep out in the cold, so I’m not leaving. Besides, I have a fort under the file cabinet and a whole bunch of toys here!
My writer mom laughs and says that when I drink from the big cat water bowl or use the big kitty litter box, that she can just see me inna Pull-ups commershell and the music is playing…I’m a big cat now!
Purrs to all,
Skittle the Squee