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|Wednesday, March 12th, 2003|
|what a cool present
That box on the counter for us? Whassername finally opened it up and we could instantly smell the tempting catnip scent. She fussed around for a bit, then put down this big spotted pad on the floor which smelled fabulous!
It's big enough that both of us can lie on part of it at the same time, or one can sprawl out fully on it - it's lovely. Duncan ended up underneath it somehow, and when he got up dragged it along with him like a cape - very funny to watch. Whassername and the annoying redhead both laughed.
Some friend of hers mailed it to us, what a nice thing to do - I really appreciate that and if I had stamps would send a thank you. Current Mood: blissed out
|Sunday, March 9th, 2003|
Esme is acting weird - she's running back and forth from the bedroom to the balcony, just racing for no reason. maybe the fresh air drove her crazy (wouldn't be a far trip).
Big Meanie hasn't been keeping her normal sleep schedule, which means mine got all screwed up too. not that i don't sleep, but i'm used to cuddling up to all that body heat. i can't tell if she opened the balcony door because the place was hot, or if she's trying to stay awake. it's nice to get fresh air, but it isn't very warm out.
she keeps shutting the little flat computer when she's done with it, and i always have trouble opening it, so posting can't happen as often as i'd like. i wish she'd get around to fixing the big one, cause that's so easy to use.
there's a box on the counter for us, but so far she's only taunted us about it - i don't know why she won't open it and share (or at least put it on the floor so we can shred the cardboard to get in ourselves). not that many people send mail to us, so i don't know who sent it, but i'm really curious.
hey! she's lying down again - i'm going to nap with her now Current Mood: nappish
|Wednesday, February 19th, 2003|
Not sure what exactly was going on here, but the past few days have been very confusing and chaotic to my cat's brain. Whassername went into a tailspin late Sunday night, and there was much wailing and bemoaning. She then spent the next couple of days moving everything around and wiping places down with smelly cleansers - every time I turned around she was doing something different. Also, strange people (well, ok, I've met them before, but they are odd) came over and "helped" by moving stuff and making more noise and fuss. It's enough to make a cat cranky.
Then just a little while ago two really new people came in, banged on the floor and hung out on the balcony and then left. Who knows what *they* wanted. Apparently now all the fuss is over - Whassername is back on the computer ignoring us, and has that music television playing again. Wish she had asked me before she made such a huge fuss; the place was ok before, as far as I'm concerned.
Esme is right; the past few days were pretty scary! people and stuff moving all over, the familiar clutter getting moved around or taken away, and there were little people here last night! they like kitties, and kept wanting to pet me - but i'm not crazy for little people, they move too fast and make strange noises. i didn't scratch anyone though, which i'm pretty proud of. one nice thing is now there's lots of floor space that i can stretch out on - i took a nap in that junky room last night; it was kind of keen to be able to just sprawl wherever i wanted.
it's also kind of nice now - the couch is all cleared off, so there's room for both of us to sleep near Big Meanie. she's annoying, but i do like her most of the time. Current Mood: stretching out
|Friday, February 14th, 2003|
|Happy Day !!!
hi Divacat. me and Esme wanted to say Hippo Birdy to You (i heard that somewhere, and thought it's funny). bite some toes for me, ok?Esme
I want to join the chorus wishing divacat
a very happy birthday indeed. May Big Mama-substitute Food Giver and Other Bitch treat you splendidly (as is only your due) today, and hopefully mend their ways to treat you better all year round. Current Mood: celebratory
|Thursday, February 6th, 2003|
|damn opposable thumbs!
Big Meanie thought she'd foiled us, but Esme and i are smarter than she thought and finally figured out how to work this new mini computer thingy.
the big one still won't work for some reason, and i was despairing of ever getting to share my inner thoughts and feelings again, but this morning she ran out of the house without shutting the case, so we can post. darn human people think they're so clever with their opposable thumbs - but cats are smarter and will triumph eventually, no matter the challenge.
have you ever considered how tricky it is to use that smaller keyboard and touchpad with paws? not easy, let me tell you - especially for me, cause i've got big feet.
also, i threw up on her sheepskin slippers this morning - hahahahahaha, that will show her! Current Mood: showing her
|Thursday, January 23rd, 2003|
|best entertainment ever!
It's really quite fun to watch Duncan get himself into trouble - happens all the time, and is the best free entertainment on the planet.
A couple days ago Whassername had food delivered. Big round greasy nummy-smelling peeza (?) which she wouldn't share. She is a slob, and ate on the couch. Being a slob, she left that big squashy roll of soft paper behind on the couch, and after a day or so it "accidentally" ended up on the floor, where Duncan discovered it.
He likes to rip and tear things, and this was exactly the right size and shape to really hug and kick at - there are paper shreds all over the carpet, some of them quite small. I can't wait until she comes home and discovers the mess. I plan to be somewhere out of sight, so she doesn't associate it with me. Current Mood: chortling
|Monday, January 20th, 2003|
|she really is a Big Meanie
Whassername is in the other room watching some David make stupid jokes. Duncan is in there too - he's been making all sorts of pathetic, needy noises lately. He circles around and around and whines for attention. I wish he'd just shut up - it's not appealing behavior in a grown kitty.
Ha! I just heard her say to him "Come on, dummy. Hop up on the couch, you big idiot." I *knew* she didn't like him as much as me, and that she shares my opinion of his brain power.
For some reason she's been around a lot more than "normal" - I think she had an extra day off work or something, and she didn't leave the house, which meant my chance for fun and games was limited. I hate when she plays hermit, because it cuts into my enjoyment and opportunities to surf the net.
I'm still working on obtaining some new and wonderful icons. There are lots of nice cat-related sites online - I think I shall see if I can find any nice kitty-porn pictures. Everyone needs a hobby, and Whassername is always talking about smut, so I think I should check some out too. She'll be going to bed soon, so it should be safe. Current Mood: surfy
|Thursday, January 16th, 2003|
|Big Meanie strikes again
That darn Whassername left in a rush again this morning, and forgot to check the food dish. I keep pointing out to her that we're big cats, and it's her duty to make sure there's plenty there every day. (Duncan is one greedy kitty, and he snarfs up everything in sight when I'm not looking). I'll be yelling at her tonight, that's for sure!
It's been a quiet week so far - I'm busy looking for suitable new icons to celebrate
my paid account status, but haven't found the perfect ones to represent me yet. Duncan can put up with any old thing (or even nothing), but I'm pickier. It's because I'm special; at least Whassername keeps telling me that. I've heard her say the same thing to Duncan, but believe she's probably lying to him, because while he's very friendly, he's none too bright and he doesn't even know it.
Whassername came home later than normal last night - I don't like when she does that, because she often fails to stop for dinner and cuddling when that happens. Instead, she heads straight for the messy room to stare at LJ and collect her e-mail. Personally, I think she's addicted. Is there a 12-step program for that? I admit it's fun, but there should be limits, right?
I'm trying to convince Duncan to help tonight - after I finish yelling at her, if we both sit on her she can't avoid the cuddle session we so clearly deserve. Current Mood: like yelling
|Friday, January 10th, 2003|
|who do you call about cat neglect?
Duncan's right - Whassername is a Big Meanie. She's been horribly neglectful and it doesn't do much real good when she apologizes all over the place later, does it now?
Yesterday, she ran out in the morning and the food dishes were almost empty - just crumbs left, I swear! Then, she failed to come home on time, and it was almost 10:00 before she came in the door so I could trip her and yell at her for starving us.
This morning, she failed to check the water dish in the bathroom, and it was EMPTY! There was no water in that dish. I don't care what she says, the water in the kitchen is inferior, it just tastes funny. So, when she came home I had to trip her and yell at her again.
I admit, that's really a lot of fun, but she needs to take better care of
us, don't you think?
On the other hand, I hear she gave us a paid LJ account, which is really pretty nice of her. That means we get bunches of icons, and I don't have to share them all with dumb Duncan. I'll be contemplating my options, because I want to showcase my intelligent and sensitive side. Current Mood: neglected
|Wednesday, January 8th, 2003|
|I'm here too
Esme thought i'd forget about this journal, but i haven't yet - so there! ::raspberry noises::
it's very sunny and warm in front of the balcony door - i don't know why the Big Meanie won't open that before she leaves every morning; it would be nice to be able to go out and bask in the fresh air. just because it's winter doesn't mean we shouldn't be allowed to go outside.
that poopyhead Esme is sleeping in my favorite spot on the bed, and when i tried to cuddle up earlier she got all hissy at me. females are strange sometimes. the Big Meanie is female too, so i'm outnumbered a lot - it's not fair. Current Mood: sunny
|Tuesday, January 7th, 2003|
|welcome to the world
all the cool cats are doing it, so we thought we'd climb on that bandwagon and check out livejournal.
hi, we're Duncan and Esme, littermates and still very close after 11 years (except for the fighting, but show me siblings who don't fight, and I'll show you some unnatural freaks).
we live with Whassername, a computer-crazed woman who spends far too much time obsessing over silly dancing boys - the tapes, magazines and assorted toys consume far too much of her time, attention and money - all of which are better spent on us.
I'm predicting that I'll update more often than Duncan, as Whassername frequently calls him an amiable goof and a cat of very little brain. He'll probably forget we created this journal within the week. I'm looking forward to a safe place to vent about him and Whassername - possibly I'll even find a few friends out there. Current Mood: accomplished