It's Saturday! My Mom and Dad will be home more today. Right now they are out so I'll take the opportunity to tell you about what happened Wednesday.
Flair and I were playing tag around the living room. We were having a ton of fun. I ran up to my scratching post and jumped up the levels to the top. I got it rocking pretty good. Flair followed me up but instead climbed the post. My jumping and her climbing threw off the delicate scratching post balance and it started to tip over. As it fell over I was sitting on the top rest and Flair was clinging to the side. I jumped off just befor it hit the ground. Flair didn't. It fell right on her. She ran so fast out from under it I didn't even see her. I just heard her nails doing a burn out on the laminate. We hid under the bed for a while. But that got old so I sat with Mom and Dad and tried to convince her to come out. After a long time she did and not by choice. Mom held her and checked her all over she was still really scared but not hurt.
The next day Mom came home from work with toys to make us feel better. Flair played a little bit but was still really skittish. This morning she was back to normal and playing with our new toys. Mom got a big cement block and put it on the base of the post now we can jump as much as we won't and it don't rock or tip over.
It was really funny.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Hi, I'm Trouble!
Today I just started my first blog. I want to start of by telling you about myself. My name is Trouble, my Dad named me. His girlfriend (aka. Mom) really liked the name Soda Pop since one of her favorite books is the Outsiders. But Dad said that Trouble suited me and I try my best to prove him right.
Before I was adopted I lived at the SPCA with a bunch of other cats and went by the name Soda. I stayed in a cage with a bunch of other kittens. One day durning the air show two people came to look at the cats. I did my darndest to get noticed. I climed the wire mesh and chased toys around. All my siblings and other kittens were sleeping so I jumped on their heads and attacked the toys in the cage by myself. The guy really liked how active and playful I was. I could tell I had him, now to get the girl. I let her cuddle me and I played with her hair. I even sniffed her nose and guess what?!? I got adopted.
I am a torbie or tortishell with taby markings. They have a tendancy to be really talkative and I LOVE to talk. When Mom and Dad get home from work I tell them all about my day. They ask me questions and I answer them. I am so talkative they decided I needed a sister so they went to LAPS (Langley Animal Protective Servics) and got me Flair. She's Mom's kitten and is totally oposite to me. I love her though and we cuddle and play a lot. I also have someone to talk to durning the day so I don't meow as much when Dad comes home from work.
When I was little I did lots of bad things. I like to destroy toilet paper and climb the screen. I climbed the wall and hung there till Dad yelled at me. The deviding wall in the kitchen is now covered with scratch marks. Dad says he'll fix it one day, but I think it looks good. After the wall incident Dad listened to Mom and they went and got me a scratching post. I love my scratching post and now I don't need the walls. Mom says that the only reason I cause trouble is cause of my name, that Dad asked for it and that a Soda Pop wouldn't climb the walls.
I have another post I'll write about my scratching post but for now I gotta go have a nap with Flair. Bye!
Before I was adopted I lived at the SPCA with a bunch of other cats and went by the name Soda. I stayed in a cage with a bunch of other kittens. One day durning the air show two people came to look at the cats. I did my darndest to get noticed. I climed the wire mesh and chased toys around. All my siblings and other kittens were sleeping so I jumped on their heads and attacked the toys in the cage by myself. The guy really liked how active and playful I was. I could tell I had him, now to get the girl. I let her cuddle me and I played with her hair. I even sniffed her nose and guess what?!? I got adopted.
I am a torbie or tortishell with taby markings. They have a tendancy to be really talkative and I LOVE to talk. When Mom and Dad get home from work I tell them all about my day. They ask me questions and I answer them. I am so talkative they decided I needed a sister so they went to LAPS (Langley Animal Protective Servics) and got me Flair. She's Mom's kitten and is totally oposite to me. I love her though and we cuddle and play a lot. I also have someone to talk to durning the day so I don't meow as much when Dad comes home from work.
When I was little I did lots of bad things. I like to destroy toilet paper and climb the screen. I climbed the wall and hung there till Dad yelled at me. The deviding wall in the kitchen is now covered with scratch marks. Dad says he'll fix it one day, but I think it looks good. After the wall incident Dad listened to Mom and they went and got me a scratching post. I love my scratching post and now I don't need the walls. Mom says that the only reason I cause trouble is cause of my name, that Dad asked for it and that a Soda Pop wouldn't climb the walls.
I have another post I'll write about my scratching post but for now I gotta go have a nap with Flair. Bye!
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