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.

Plan failed.... again...

I thought I had it all planned out. I could already taste the catnip! Then out of nowhere, everything backfired. Rather than getting my way, I got grounded. So, I left.

I saw this video that Steve posted online. It serves him right.

I am posting this blog from my new owner's house. I will never return to Steve again. Todd is now happy, while I was gone he got a new kitty. Her name is Pixie.

I will continue to watch Steve's activity online to see how Bitch and Fluff-Face are doing. Other than that, this will be my last blog. I am done talking. I just want to be a cat and live with Todd forever.

Goodbye!

It's WORKING!

I can't believe it! My plan is working! I overheard Steve (my human) in the other room last night talking to the other human. I think her name is babe. Thats what Steve calls her..

Anyways, he said he "was at the end of his rope" and ready to do ANYTHING to find out who Todd is! He even said he might get some catnip for me! Oh how happy I am! Everything is working out perfectly! Now, all I need is a kitten to replace Ibanez for Todd. Since Gibson won't die, I doubt my humans will get another cat. I'll have to find one on the street.

Holding back information.

I may not know how to make Todd happy so we can live together, but I think I might know how to get Steve to give me some nip. All I have to do is make him desperate enough to crack. I know this plan will work!

Still no new plan.

I'm working on it. Something has to happen soon. I can only take so much.

My plan is failing!

Things are getting worse. Gibson now thinks I am a toy. I should never have trusted such a retarded animal with secret information. Luckily, his lack of vocabulary stops him from spilling too many details.

I may have messed up by admitting what I know to Steve. But my previous plan has fallen apart. I need a new plan!