I'm Here.

Hey,
I finally got fixed. It happened last Saturday. It was very traumatic for me. I should have known something was up when they didn't let me eat or drink all night long. Then very early Saturday morning, the woman put a soft sweater in my carrier and I crawled in, and she shut the door and took me in the car and I's thinking she was taking me back to the store cause I chewed up the edge of her new purse, or put little claw holes in the new sofa, or because I accidently scratched her foot. I cried and meowed begging her to give me another chance and then she sung that song about the rainbow and I don't think she would sing my favorite song if she's gonna be mean. So, we got to the place where dogs barked and other cats meowed and she, the woman, cried, and this other woman, who smelled funny, took me to the back. I woke up hearing the rainbow song and the woman was talking to me and telling me that she was so sorry that I felt so badly and getting fixed was the gonna make me much happier. Then, she put me in her room and I found my little castle and crawled in the hole and she left me alone except for the times she came in and put her fingers in the water and wet my mouth. Then when I started to chill, she got in bed and put me next to her and held me so I could get warm. Sunday night, I started feeling well enough to walk, but mostly, I have been sitting in her lap, getting groomed and hearing the rainbow song. I sure wish she could sing cause I bet it's a pretty song.
Happy Turkey Day....Oh, I smell things cooking and last night, I got the liver, cooked of course. and it was so good. Yummy, holiday and the kids are coming. Hide and Seek with Baby Girl is the best.

In case there's a fire.

I’m learning to catch prey. When the woman walks down the hall, I run up and try to trip her, and she says sweetie, that’s me, don’t make Mama, that’s her, fall. I also like to play chase the hand puppet. The woman puts her hand under the blanket or shirt and moves it around and I attack it. She likes this game too because she giggles. Plus, when I’m tired and don’t want to play, she tries to get me to play hand puppet. Also, I like bed game. See, the woman does this thing. At night, she pulls the big top cover down and puts all the pretty pillows, the little bear, and Peanut, the boy’s three legged dog, all in a chair. So, she and the man get into bed and they go to sleep. I like to sleep with them too. Then when morning comes, she gets all fussy about the bed that she already tore up the night before. She pulls everything off and one layer by one layer, she fixes the bed back. I like to jump up before the last layer gets put back on. She covers me up and I run around under the top cover and once I bumped my head on the bed post. She says, Ginger, this is not a game. We need to make the bed pretty so if there’s a fire, those firemen will know that we are good and proper people who make their bed. That woman of mine is so funny.