January 29, 2010
I’d been napping on my spot on top of the knickknack display in the master bedroom, when I realized I hadn’t seen my pal Timbit in a while.
Then I could smell him but not see him. So I jumped down and started to search out his location. I didn’t find him, but I did discover a number of cards on top of the bookshelves. I was shocked to learn that he had passed away and wondered whether his parents would still take me with them on vacation.
It’s been a tradition for several years, and I really do love to explore. So when they decided to take me on this vacation, I decided to dedicate it to Timbit. He was the original and the source of my name. And for about 10 years I was his replacement as his parents explored the world.
Today was an exciting day for me. I got to ride in the overhead container on the flight from Ottawa to Vancouver. Mom had tucked me into the water bottle holder of Dad’s backpack carry on. When we got to YVR, she gave me some freedom:
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That’s me on Mom’s luggage taking the BART from the airport to downtown
I can see that this trip they are feeling something more than just being away from Timbit, so I’ll have to do more to keep them company.
I do hope you’ll enjoy my perspective on their adventures.
January 20, 2010
My day didn’t start out well. I had no energy and was becoming more and more concerned about the loss of feeling in my rear limbs. It had been happening since Monday and then disappeared. My back paws were always cold too, which had been frustrating because it’s been relatively mild outside lately.
Mom and Dad left for work today, and it happened again. I bumped myself down the stairs to the basement and tried to make it to my litter box, but couldn’t no matter how hard I tried. I lay on the basement floor for the rest of the day, waiting for them to come home. Keep reading →
January 5, 2010
Yesterday Mom went out for dinner with one of her old friends. By that I mean she’s now retired and they’ve been friends for a while so that makes her my Mom’s old friend. When they came back from dinner, she gave my Mom a birthday gift called the Bad Cat Calendar for 2010.
At first I thought I was in trouble again. But it turns it that my Mom really laughs when she looks at the new page for each day of the year. There’s even a contest and my Mom’s friend said that I should enter a photo, but I don’t know if I could compete with this: Keep reading →