Itsy bitsy spider went into the cats paw...

Where does the water go? 

Chillin 

Zoe in the box 

Watercolor with ball 

Nice kitty! 

Play or Pay!

I was bored last night and no one would play with me. The clocks said 4:45am, still early for me. I was walking across the headboard on Tom's bed when, oops, I pushed a large book onto his head. Oh, your awake I see. Now play with me or another "accident" may happen.

Finally, I am warm.

Relocated

I was again tricked into the mobile cat prison, placed into the red car thing, and taken to some new place. I was released into a home that smelled like I had been there before. I spent the day checking every nook and space out. I found some fun things to do here. It seems that the person I stay with normally, Sarah, has moved me to this other person's house, Tom. I am going to be abandoned here for two weeks while Sarah goes away to eat turkey or something. Last night I got to see a fire for the first time, except on television. I have birds to watch from the dining room table. There is a playhouse for me that has lots of fun toys to attack and places to hide. The funnest new thing here is a tunnel that was made for me play in. Ohh, I gotta go because the people are coming and they don't know I can type still.

I wasn't broken, why did I get fixed? 

noT FEeling sooo well...

Everything was fine when I woke up Monday. The sun was shining, the birds sounded delicious, and Sarah was tired and running into walls. I was ready for some peace and quiet under the bed, a little ball attacking, and tablecloth shredding. "Zoe, Zoe, here ZoBo!" Hmmm, I'll go see what's going on...suddenly I was snatched up and put into the mobile cat prison. Damn, tricked again! I was carried off into a red things that makes lots of bad sounds. I was carried into a strange place with smells like many other animals. I smelled food and things I never smelled before. A person in a white coat took me and...I felt sleepy...then I woke up in a strange cage. Everything was a little hazy for a while. Soon, I was on my way home with the one that feeds me. She talked to me a lot on the ride home, asking me if I was OK. The mobile prison door was opened and I walked out, hurting. My back-end was hurting a little and it was hard to walk. I went under the bed and slept. I have some strange strings tied into my skin on my belly near where it hurts. I am feeling better now. Sarah keeps telling me not to jump. Uh, duh, I'm a cat, that is what I do, when I am not shredding something.

Playtime

Everyday Julie and Sarah leave me in the morning to go to "school," whatever that means. At first I was sad and bored because no-one was home to play with me and pet me and adore me. But then I discovered that I could do anything I wanted to. I was free to roam the house, over and under. Sometimes Sarah and Julie come home and say that I have been a "bad cat." But I assume that it is a compliment.

Yesterday I decided to play with the table cloth. Well not the table cloth exactly, but the round, corky things called "coasters" on top of the table cloth. They are fun to bat around and chew on. To get the coasters I have to get the table cloth first. Luckily is not weighed down very well because as soon as I pulled on it, it came off the table!! Yes....coasters!!! Let the fun begin!!!