My grandmew calls me princess and baby Clo. Not sure why, but I think it's because she thinks I'm special since she can't have kittybabies where she lives. Anyway, I lived in a shelter for awhile. I don't know what happened to my (mew) kittymom. I was only a couple of muffs old when I first saw my hoonan meowmie. She was walking down the aisle looking in all the cages at the kittybabies. She furnally came to mine and all the kitties wif me hogged the front of the cage, jumping and meowing for her attention. I just kind uf sat back and watched and didn't say anything, but I wuf hoping she would pick me.

OH NO.....she walked away. I should uf said something to her. Now I can never go to a nice home with my picked out hunun. I went to a corner of the cage to sulk and I guessed I looked kind uf sad because when my meowmie walked by again, she stopped and looked at me. I heard her talking to someone and before I knew it, my new meowmie was holding me and giving me kisses. I was so happy I started purring and cuddling with my new meowmie.

My meowmie spoils me. I have my own room with a kitty condo and lots of toys. My favorite is a fishing pole with feathers. I carry it all my house. My meomie takes good care of me too. I go to see this man with a white coat all the time and he pokes and feels and sometimes I feel a little pinch, but my meowmie is always there and I know she wouldn't let anyone hurt me. My meowmie doesn't let me go outside either. She says it is not good for me and I am better off to stay in the house. That's OK because sometimes I hear loud noises outside that I don't like, so I guess meowmie is right when she says it is for my own good.

My purrdad is nice too. I get mad at him sometimes because he gives me baths (spit hissss). One time I climbed behind this machine that gets warm all the time (I heard my meowmie call it a dryer) and found a hole in the wall. So, being the curious kitty I am, I ended up getting stuck. My purrdad had to climb back there and get me out and Boy was I dirty! That was my first bath.

I was left home alone once and meowmie and purrdad forgot and left the bathroom door open. I was bored, so I wandered in there to see what I could do. I jumped up on the sink and into these shelves with all kinds of neat things on them. Big bottles and little bottles, and little tubes of things were all over so I started batting them around. When I got enough down on the floor, I jumped down and played with them and even took some to my room. Boy was my purrdad maddddd at me for that. They never left that door open again. Rats!!! I had so much fun that day

I hear everyone talking about something called a baby that's gonna be coming soon. My grandmew and meowmie painted (I supervised) the other room and now it has all kinds of pretty new fun things in it. Meowmie lets me go in there all the time and I sleep under this thing meowmie calls a crib. I don't know when the babything is coming over, but I hope it is soon because everyone seems to be really excited that it is coming. I just have to wait I guess, and see for myself

Meowmie came home with Babything in January, 1999. She had it all wrapped up like a bundle. I heard these strange noises coming from that bundle and I ran away from it. Meowmie put bundle down and came to me. Boy, was I maddddd at her cuz she left me for THREE WHOLE DAYS. I had purrgrams there to take care of me, but I was still madddddd. I finally made up with meowmie, but not before I made sure she knew she could not leave me like that again!!!!!!

Bundle is called Gabrielle, I guess she is my hoonan sisfur. She doesn't do much, just sits there and makes funny noises and cries sometimes. It is fun cuddling with her and my meowmie early in the mornin after my purrdad goes to work.

I was so excited when my grandmew decided to have a page just for me. Of course she had to do all the pecking, because the one thing I can't do is peck. Now we just have to get some more pictures of me so my grandmew could put them on my page.

PUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

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