I miss Todd.

I haven't had catnip in so long! I need to get out of here! I know Todd misses me. I'll find my way back soon. If only these humans would let me out of here!

In trouble again.

I don't really know how this could be my fault, but it always is. Shelby thinks her name is bitch, and my human is angry at me about it. So, once again I am the target in front of the camera.

Honestly, Steve should thank me. I think I made a correction.

Just an update....

I haven't been able to get on the computer for a while. In this new home, the computer is in another room secluded by a door that my human closes on a regular basis. Tonight he left it open.

This is my first chance to blog in quite some time. I still don't know what "Blog" means. But getting my thoughts out is helpful.

The dog is driving me insane. The humans NEVER let me outside anymore. My scratching post has worn thin and the new cat food they're feeding me tastes horrible.

I have considered faking my death again just to get outside.

I hate it here.

I will not try to be nice anymore. Luckily for me Gibson has completely stopped talking. I think he is corrupted from the relocation.

They did it again!

Alright, I paid enough attention this time to understand what the brown cubes are. They are containment devices for clutter. Each time they appear in the house, it means we are relocating. And they did it again!

We are now in another home. Last time we only relocated a small distance from the old home. This time we are so far away! How will I ever return to Todd!??! I don't even know where I am!! Damn you Steve!

Back at my old home.

I thought I missed my old family. It wasn't until I returned that I realized how much I really hate the dog. At least I can ignore Gibson.

I'll just give Todd a few days to relax. He usually goes back to normal after a while. I feel bad for Pixie and the other kitties under his house, but I know he loves me.

My old owners (Steve and Babe) have been doing strange things

again. Just like before, the home is full of brown cubes, and the clutter keeps disappearing. I'd better get off of Steve's computer before he comes back in the house.

I'll stay here for 3 or 4 days, then I'm heading back home with Todd. I sure hope he moved my food bowl back upstairs.

Not sure about Todd....

I know I said I was done blogging, but I am a little worried. Theres something wrong with Todd. It seems like after a few days he starts acting weird again. Pixie has been stuck in a cage for over a day now, and he shaved her completely bald.

He keeps trying to get me to go downstairs with him again. I don't want to. He moved my food bowl halfway down the steps. I haven't eaten in days. I refuse to go down there. I wonder how my old family is doing? I love Todd, but I should leave.