I'm gonna have a brother!

Mom sat Greta and I down today and told us that we might have been noticing some changes. She said that she is not getting fat, that there is a little baby boy growing in her tummy. She said that he might cry, but he will grow up fast and will love us very much. She asked Greta and I to be good big sisters and to make sure to be careful around the baby. And that, as the baby gets older he might want to pet us, or pull our hair, or drool on us. I was like....eeewww. She said that he has lots to learn and we can help teach him. That we can help comfort him if he cries by being patient and loving. It looks like we got a lot of work a head of us with our new little human brother. I am excited and a little scared all at the same time! I can wait to see his cute little face! I am just glad that mom is not having as many babies as I did with my litter.

Baby?

I have not written for months because I have been preoccupied with the fact that something is happening in my household. There is much talk of someone called "baby" I sense there is something wrong with my mom. I notice everyone is treating her different, and for 3 months she was sick and her waistline keeps getting bigger. I love her and I was concerned. So I googled "baby" and I got videos of little humans, laughing, dancing, and crying, and I also got a Justin Bieber video. All this has me concerned because either I am in store for a major life change or Justin Bieber is coming over and I am going to be surrounded by thousands of little screaming girls, no wonder mom is feeling sick.

Litter Box Diva

So my sister Greta is what I like to call, "a Litter Box Diva." She likes to sit there and stare at me until I am done with my business. I am like..."Greta go away, give me some privacy!" And when mom cleans the litter box she sits there just waiting to "go." Half the time she does not even wait for mom to finish. I don't think I have gotten to go potty in a perfect litter box since she got here. She is sure a litter box hog too! God forbid we both take a litter box and go at the same time! She is always scooching towards me when she is in the other one, so much so I accidentally get poop or pee on the side of the box. And of course, she only does this when mom and dad are at work. And I feel so embarrassed when mom sees the aftermath. Greta! What a Litter Box Diva!

Cat Fishing

Mom thought of a fun game... CAT FISHING! Greta was in our crinkle tunnel and mom put string in the hole and said that she was ice fishing. Meow hehe Meow! Greta caught the bait and was hooked! As was I. If you were there you woud have seen that I was playing with the string too! Something that you will rarely see me do. Playing like a kitten! I love playing with mommy!

Mommy was cleaning today!

Mom was cleaning today. We were following her around the house and now we are pooped! Here we are relaxing after a hard days work....for mom. We also tried escape, but mom caught us. :(

Cat Toothpaste

There is nothing I hate more than getting my teeth brushed. Actually, I will give myself a little more credit, there is nothing I hate more than my mother attempting to brush my teeth. Greta too, we mutually detest cat toothpaste. Now, because my mother has no human children; we have earned a tooth brush spot in the tooth brush holder. Little do they know that Greta and I chew on their tooth brushes when they are at work! However, my dad caught Greta once and then I realized I needed to be more careful. My mom also put our cat toothpaste in the medicine cabinet. The funny thing about this is that my dad once accidentally use our cat toothpaste. And now, my dad too detests cat toothpaste. I think that is why he makes mom brush our teeth.

Go For the Jugular and You Get a Little Sister

In my first few months at my new home, I got a little cranky. Wouldn't you if you had to stay at home alone all day? So one day I got mad and tried to bite my mom's Jugular Vein. Long story short, they decided I needed a little sister to keep me company, or drive me nuts, I am not sure. As much as I love Greta the first few days were rough, until we hit it off. She still bugs me from time to time, but I can see she's growing up, or at least hope so, because even though I love to spend time with her, she really does poop me out.