Some Cats Never Learn

Damn. Steve keeps recording me and Gibson all the time now. It's getting really old. Now he wants me to teach Gibson how to talk. I don't think that this kitten is smart enough to speak.

My bowl is empty

My Empty Bowl....

Steve left today and never filled my bowl.

:(

I want to be an only cat.

Here is another human perspective view of my life. This is Steve's first video that I actually am proud of.

A new kitten!?

They brought home another cat. Today I met Gibson. He looks just like Ibanez, but theres something strange about this kitten. I want him dead.

Sick of the dog...

STOP RECORDING ME!

I can handle living in the new home I guess. But living with this stupid animal is getting out of control. And my human keeps recording me, all the time. It's getting annoying.

It's only a matter of time before I destroy the recording device and the dog. I can only handle so much.

To make things even worse, I got grounded for what the dog did. I am so sick of this. The videos my human makes are ridiculous because he sees it from only his eyes.

One day I will steal the camera and record HIM for a change. I know other humans are watching me and laugh, but they don't understand my torment.

It must have been the longest grounding ever. He said a week, but a week to a human is years to a cat. I had already forgotten what my precious wet food tastes like. Humans are cruel beings.

I sure hope the constant video recording of me was part of the punishment. No more of that. I hate it. I know he is planning on using his footage as evidence against me. He should record the dog instead. She is a useless ball of fur.

Everything moved..

It was the strangest day. I woke up, and the door was wide open. My humans were walking back and forth from our home to the car thingy with big brown cubes. I snuck outside and no one noticed.

After spending most of the day hunting and relaxing outside, I returned home. Everything was gone! My scratching post was missing, even my nom nom bowl.

Steve eventually came back home and took me to some other home. For some reason they put all of our things in there. Even the giant cat beds that they sit on next to the glowing box they stare at. Everything is now at another house. I don't understand.

I think they're confused.

You woke me up for this!??!

I've been woken up by the vacuum, can opener and even Steve playing his damn guitar. But never in my 9 lives have I been woken up to such horrible news as this.

Happily sleeping, my slumber is broken to tell me about a new animal that will live with us. If this is Steve's way of mending his broken heart over Ibanez leaving with Todd, then he is completely insane. Steve is an idiot.

The news was of a dog he plans on bringing into the home. I'm sure he's joking. At least, I hope.