week 2

Well this week was interesting to say the least. it started out with the introduction of another human into the house. she is apparently Sam's sister, Christa. They brought her home and had a day of celebration the next day with numerous humans gathered in the house to gorge themselves on pie. I do not believe anything healthy was eaten by a human in this house all that day. It was the definition of glutony, once again showing how amazing it really is that humans are masters of us beasts.

Once the day of glutonous mutilation of the human's bodies was over they packed up and left the next morning. My masters left Chrissy to house sit and watch over us animals (you know in case we decided to do anything that could result in harming ourselves...such as eating more pie in one day than should probably be consumed in a lifetime!). Well, it turns out that Chrissy used to pay quite a bit of attention to the cats before I came along. On this occassion, though, she was totally smitten by my puppy charm. This angered the cats greatly. Chrissy paid very little to no attention at all to these lesser beings and worshiped me, as it should be! The cats did, however, get their revenge on Chrissy and I. Things happened so fast that I don't even know fully what happened, but somehow they convinced me that since everyone else gets to relieve themselves in the house, that I should claim my right to do the same. They said it was my God given right. Well, I fell for it and Chrissy did not discover this error in judgement until my masters returned. It was Sam, in fact that discovered my dirty little protest. Chrissy felt bad for the incident, even though it had nothing to do with her, and I am more restricted in my freedoms than ever. And all the while, the truely guilty ones roam free and unpunished! But make no mistake, I will have my revenge and it will be sooooo SWEET!

Since then, I have turned over a new leaf. It has been 3 full days without a excrement incident in the house. The masters have expressed their gratitude for this numerous times. The cats have tried to egg me on to failure but it is them that will fail in this endevour. Christa has since left and the house has gone back to almost normal, but it appears that the humans are preparing for yet another feast. If these people aren't a little less festive they just might not be around to take care of me. Apparently, this time, they are celebrating the birth of the human, James. Interesting ritual, especially when being observed by someone that doesn't even know how old he is. Well, I have to be going now. I have an evil plan to create and implement upon some deserving felines. Here kitty, kitty, kitty...whahahahahahaha!