My posts are few and far between now, which is really no fault of my own since Daddy and Mommy don't play with me as much as they used to. How do those relate? I've been on strike as both have coaxed and cajoled me to post on my blog and I've said "no!" since they're not giving me what I want.
What I want is more lovies. Why does the new smallperson who just showed up one day, get to cry whenever he wants? When I cry, all I get are scolds and "no!"s. It's not really fair.
The smallperson's name is Lucas. I know, because I hear it about 20 times more than "Frog" now, which is sad. My name used to be the one said most. Pumpkin thinks it's because Lucas can't walk, feed himself or use a litter box properly yet, so maybe he needs a lot of help. Well, if a kitten can't do those things after 10 weeks, then that's the mama's fault....he's about 14 weeks overdue in my book.
Pumpkin has been sick. O.Shane was really worried about her a few days ago and took her away in the green cage (I hate that thing). I bet I know where he took her: Dr. Evil, who likes to poke "thermometers" in innocent kittens' bottoms. O.Shane and Michele seem to think they should take us there when we don't feel good, but I don't understand why putting us in their scary hands should make us feel better.
Pumpkin finally came home and they had special food for her that they wouldn't feed me (dry and
wet!) but they also kept force feeding her some weird brew. Pumpkin said she's feeling better now, and she had been throwing up a lot.
I still love my mommy and daddy...I just wish they'd pay some more attention to me.
