Friday

Ate.  Slept.  Sat in the windowsill and yowled.  Went back to the bed and slept. -- Mia

String, Sunday, March 21, 2010

I have conquered the string. -- Mia

Thursday

Slept.  Ate.  Slept.  Played with string.  Slept. -- Mia

It's Not So Bad Here

Rachel might be all right. Here I am, curled up next to her on the bed. My old blankie is right here, of course. (And look at my beautiful claws!) -- Mia

Purrs in the Night

About 1 a.m., I decided to come out of hiding, and I spent some time on Rachel's bed, getting petted and purring. I even found my food bowl and ate a little. But then I decided it was probably safer under the bed.
-- Mia

HIDING

[a little cat song]
I'm HI-I-I-IDE-ing
and she can't FI-I-I-IND me!
[purrs]

March 15 at Rachel's

I'm at Rachel's, but I don't want to come out of my cage. I didn't mind the ride home (and she stopped and picked up a bag of WHISKAS, my favorite food!), but there was a smelly orange male cat on her porch that she fed, and now I'm inside her house. She put my blanket on her bed, and poured some dried food into a dish, but I'm staying put. -- Mia

I have met Rachel

Here I am with Mike.

Mike put me into a cage and took me downtown to his office, where I met Rachel. I'm nervous, but she seems okay. Mike gave Rachel a lot of food for me, and my favorite blanket. I hope I'll be okay.

-- Mia