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Monday, June 9th
Day Eight

The last day. They should be home today! Well, they’ll be home later tonight, barring any unforeseen weather issues or whatnot. And, from what I hear, it’s the whatnot you have to worry about.

I’ve had fun typing this blog, but I’m not sure I could do it for much longer. You’d be amazed at how much concentration this takes. I mean, I’m a cat. This is a lot of work. I’m practically royalty.

Plus, I’m too cute to spend my life typing.

This reminds me of a good joke. Ready?

Q: What’s the difference between dogs and cats?

A: A dog says, “They feed me. They house me. They love me. They must be gods!” A cat says, “They feed me. They house me. They love me. I must be a god!”

Yep, that pretty much sums it up.

But, I’m happy that Momma trusted me to update her blog. I’ve had fun. It was hard reliving my feelings from when Claire came to join us, but I’m glad I did. This blog thing is totally like therapy, and I think I’ve finally let the last of my issues go. And, yes, if you look at the Kitties Category on the side, you’ll see that we have a really low number of entries compared to the Claire Category, but if I’ve learned one thing, I’ve learned that it really isn’t a competition. There’s room in their lives for all three of us: Me, Merlin and Claire. And, that’s pretty cool.

Plus, when Momma told me if I’d update her blog I’d get to use a mouse, I was pretty excited.

Needless to say, it’s not at all what I expected.

So, until she needs another guest blogger, I’m outta here.

Meow,
Jasper

Saturday, June 7th
Day Six

So, I asked Momma if I could take a break from posting since it was the weekend, and she told me no.  She said something about wanting to post every day for at least a whole year, and how I’d really help her out if I continued posting every day.  When we were talking about what I was going to blog about, she said something about how June 3rd was going to be her 300th day of posting.

Oops.
I think I was supposed to have mentioned that…
On June 3rd.
Wasn’t that a few days ago?

So, uh…
Quick!  What do I do!?

Uh…I know!

Happy 304th day of posting, Momma!  Whew…that was lucky.
I can’t be expected to remember everything.  Geez.

So, let’s see what the itinerary says today:  Today they are planning on going on a little outing to the third state on their Midwestern Trifecta Tour.  And, they might go to the Zoo!  All of this depends on how well everyone is doing with all the traveling.  Busy, busy, busy!

Speaking of the Zoo, I’ve always wondered what kinds of animals are at the Zoo?

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And, do they have any that look like this?  Because if so, that would be scary, and I don’t think I’d like the Zoo one bit.

Note:  When Momma sees the pictures I posted, she’s going to wonder which is scarier: our perception of her friends’ dog, the old rug in the kitchen, or the color the house used to be… 

Well, it’s Saturday, so I’m keepin’ this post short.  I told her I’d post every day, but I didn’t promise to write a whole novel each time.

Stay tuned for what I have to add tomorrow!

Meow,
Jasper

Thursday, June 5th
Day Four

Well, Thursday is normally garbage day around here. This is the day that they either remember to take the trash out or Momma runs around like a crazy person trying to beat the garbage truck. The trash didn’t make it out today, but I think that’s okay. I mean, they’re not here!

Today’s itinerary note says that they are helping to celebrate Momma’s youngest nephew’s First Birthday! Very cool.

This is a good segue for talking about someone else’s arrival: The Baby Claire.

Momma and Daddy had been talking for months now about “Baby Girl” this and “Baby Girl” that. I thought it had something to do with the fact that we’d been tossed out of our room and Momma’s tummy turning into a big ol’ belly, but Merlin wasn’t convinced. He thought it was about something else entirely. I don’t remember now what it was, but he’s usually wrong. And, he was.

I will never forget the day that Daddy came home from somewhere with a tiny knit hat. Momma had been gone for an eternity, and I was hoping she’d come home too, but she didn’t. The hat smelled weird. It smelled like Momma, but something else, too. It smelled odd. He put it outside the room that used to be ours and left it there. Merlin and I would sniff it every now and then. Merlin was excited that this meant something awesome was going to happen. I was not convinced. This was ominous foreshadowing if I’d ever seen it.

I was gonna have to share my momma. She was my Momma first! And, no one seemed to care.

Life as we knew it was going to be ruined.

Me? Dramatic? Why would you think such a thing? Yes, I tend to be dramatic. And, I’ll admit that I wasn’t completely right in my assumptions. Yes, life as we new it took a drastic turn, but it wasn’t ruined. It was just different. And, to be honest, I don’t even really remember what life was like before Claire came into the picture.

I have so much more to type about all this, but I’m having trouble concentrating. My brother is trying to distract me, so I need to go play a good game of chase.

Stay tuned for the rest of the story!

Meow,
Jasper

Tuesday, June 3rd
Day Two

Well, we survived the first day without them.

The itinerary she left on the desk says something about “driving again, but this time for only three or four hours.” Ugh. All that driving! I’m not sure why they were excited to leave.

Anyway, it sure is quiet without Claire here. You wouldn’t think something so small and dainty would make such a racket. Don’t get me wrong. I love Claire. I especially love Claire when she’s not trying to strangle me. I’m quick, so this all works out for everyone. I would never hurt her, and Momma knows this, but Momma is good about reminding Claire to be gentle.

Like I said, I’m quick.

I can’t believe how different life is with Claire here. Is she really going to be three at the end of November? Holy mice, time flies.

We are fortunate to live in a huge house that we had all to ourselves. We could roam at will and every room was ours. We had one room that really was ours. The guest room on the main level (the guest room downstairs was always off limits to us…) had a nice comfy bed with an awesome fleece blanket at the foot of it. Merlin and I would sleep curled up there together during the day. We’d sleep with Momma and Daddy when they were home at night, but that was an awesome place to nap.

Speaking of Momma and Daddy, we called them that from the very beginning. They keep saying that it’s a new thing that Claire has done, but we did it first.

Anyway, one day, all that changed. They started moving things out of that room. They gave the mattress to a friend. They moved the file cabinet downstairs. The drafting table, chair and the table with the cool lamp went downstairs too.

This was not cool.

Then, they painted the room and added this to the doorway.

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Yes, that is a screen door. INSIDE the house. Even I know that’s not quite right. All of a sudden, we weren’t allowed in that room. OUR room. And, then…it got worse. THEY MOVED OUR FOOD AND WATER. Now, we had to walk ALL THE WAY DOWNSTAIRS to eat and drink. We couldn’t eat in the kitchen like we used to. They were treating us like animals!

Not only did they put a screen door on that room, keeping us locked out, they added a really cool piece of furniture.

Daddy’s father made this all by himself. He’s quite the craftsman. Doesn’t it look like the perfect kitty bed to you!? Exactly. And, yet, we were shut out of what used to be our room. Barbarians.

Something was up, but we weren’t quite sure what…

Stay tuned for the rest of the story! It’s time for me to go wrestle with my brother.

Meow,
Jasper