Friday, January 29, 2010

Ten Commandments

Hey, it's me again! Please don't totally give up on me. Whenever Treater has time, she does try to take dictation.

Today, she told me that she got something on her Book-in-Her-Face site that is worth sharing. Yeah, whatever that is. Anyway, I think all our people should read this.

A Pet's Ten Commandments

1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.

2. Give me time to understand what you want of me

3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.

4. Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.

5. Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.

6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.

7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.

8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.

9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.

10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.

~Take a moment today to thank God for your pets. Enjoy and take good care of them. Life would be a much duller, less joyful experience without God's critters.

~Now please pass this on to other pet owners. We do not have to wait for Heaven, to be surrounded by hope, love, and joyfulness. It is here on earth and has four legs!

Monday, January 11, 2010



I know that I'm a bit late with this (but it's not my fault!): Happy New Year! I hope everyone had a great holiday season. Now on to things that really matter.

It's cold here. Really cold. I live in Florida...the Sunshine State. That is supposed to mean warmth. Well, it's not warm here. Not right now.

It's been so cold that we have had thick frost covering the fairway behind us every morning. Over the weekend, white icy stuff fell from the sky! My people kept calling it "snow."

I'm glad I'm an indoor cat.

Other than that, there isn't much to tell.
Eat. Sleep. Sleep. Poo. Sleep. Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Sleep. Pee. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep...
Now, I think I'll roll over again and take another nap.