Last week was my birthday and I turned 1! I got extra food and hugs and everything. It was cool. I've mostly been spending time in my mommy's room sleeping on the bed under the blankets because it is cold now. Outside, there is white stuff on the ground...I remember this  from a while ago but forgot what it means. The Fat One says she wants to play in it. I think she is crazy.

Right now I am hungry and I know I ate this morning with everyone else but I can't help it. I keep meowing at my mommy so she will fill the dish but she hasn't done it yet. Also, last week there was a stranger in her room. I had never met him before. At first, I was scared but he turned out to be nice so I cuddled up to both of them.

Life is pretty good right now, I'd say.

Some strange sounds are coming out of my mommy. I run away every time I hear them. Its like breathing, but much much louder and sharper. Also, there are piles and piles of white fluffy papery things everywhere, which I play with until they get collected and thrown away. She has been sleeping a lot, so I stay with her. I hope she feels better soon.

Ugh. Harley is annoying. I am trying to sit and write this blog with my mommy and he keeps sitting in my space.

Today I had a scary thing happen. I was walking past the big noisy square boxes that hum all night, and the door was open. So I walked out. The floor was cold and hard and the room was big so i went underneath something. It was darker under there and safer, but it smelled bad. Then the door closed. I was now in this weird place and was starting to change my mind about how interesting it was.

Eventually the blond human opened the door and I heard my name. So I cried and ran inside. My mommy had put food out for me, and fresh water, so that was nice. Then I just stayed upstairs for a while to calm my nerves. Remind me never to go out there again.

The other cats around here seem to like sitting on the counter when meals are being prepared so i thought i'd try it. I got in trouble. Its not fair. I like to climb on the sink and the counter and I'll keep testing them for a while to see if they eventually give up and let me lay there. The Fat One does it. I think they let her because she's too big to move out of the way. Anyway, I'm gonna go lick myself now. ttyl.

I made a new friend this week. His name is Mojo. He is also a cat and we play chase together sometimes, or watch birds out the window. I have started to join him and the other cats at the morning meal, but I do not get to eat the same food. I like their food, though, because sometimes i sneak some when my mommy isn't looking. 

Last week I fell into the bathtub. It was very scary and it all happened so fast. I was just exploring like I usually do and suddenly slipped and SPLASH. I ran and ran until there was no more water around me. Thankfully I had the purple chair and spent the rest of the afternoon there, licking myself. Phew!