Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Our Mom is gone. We cannot find her. Fish and I looked in EVERY room. She is gone.
No one is cleaning our litter box twice a day.
The water bowl in the study is dry.
Sister ate our food. We are hungry.
No one is here saying, "kitties? where are you, kitties?"
I need to have my stomach scratched.

Very sad, going to leave a gift somewhere...

Whistle
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5 comments:

Linda said...

poor whistle, poor fish. not poor sister, she tried to climb into the car with me today and i rubbed her belly til she'd had enough!

July 10, 2007 at 11:11 PM
will smama said...

whistle and fish - she is okay. I promise.

July 11, 2007 at 12:34 PM
Littlemankitty said...

They shouldn't be allowed to just LEAVE like that, should they? I bet she comes back soon,t hough. And you can always get belly rubs and treats when you make them feel guilty

July 11, 2007 at 2:17 PM
DogBlogger said...

Whistle, have you seen < icanhascheezburger.com yet?

I think you would like it. Today there are two ginger cats.

July 11, 2007 at 4:13 PM
1-4 Grace said...

I hate it when my Mommy leaves, except Emily and her family come over and play with me. They are nice Cat-caretakers.
But i am so good at making Mommy feel guilty! I flopp on the floor and want my belly rubbed.
Glad you rMommy is haivng fu nand laughing. It is good for her
Mel

July 11, 2007 at 6:26 PM

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