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The Long Recovery: Excerpts from Onyx’s Diary

Sgt Stripes here. We’ve been a little worried about Onyx. True, she is an anti-social drama queen most of the time, but she is Blondie’s therapy cat. And she didn’t really step into the role they way we thought she would.

    

Snoops: Not at all. I had to be the get-well kitty most of the time.

Sgt Stripes: I helped.

Angel: Me too.

Gypsy: Sorry, guys. I don’t really do well around sick humans.

Angel: No one expected you to help. You’re still neurotic from whatever happened to you before we met you.

Gypsy: I’m not neurotic. I’m careful.

Sgt Stripes: She’s not really your human anyway. You seem to be bonding more with Mom.

Gypsy: She is the one who took care of me when I moved in here.

Sgt Stripes: We just think it’s weird how Onyx wasn’t on the front lines.

Gypsy: I found her diary. Maybe that will help figure it out.

March 1, 2025 – Blondie has been extra stressed. She said something about getting a new job. I hope that doesn’t mean we have to move again. I’m really starting to like being the house panther here. As long as I stay upstairs, I really don’t have to worry about anyone invading my turf. Sarge and Gypsy come in once in awhile, but everyone know’s it’s my space.

March 8, 2025 – Blondie is talking about having some kind of surgery on her foot. She won’t be able to walk on it for at least two weeks. I should probably check out my options for when she’s laid up. It probably means that I’m going to need to find someone to get me treats and kibble. And clean my litter box.

March 15, 2025 – I think I have my back-up plan in place if Blondie can’t take care of me after this surgery thing. Mom doesn’t really have a bed buddy since Gypsy started sleeping downstairs. She’s pretty good at cuddles. And she has a tummy warmer on her bed. I need to make sure she has the right treats. I think I’ll be extra-friendly. Just in case.

March 28, 2025 – Blondie’s back, but she’s downstairs. I don’t like it downstairs. There are too many cats who think they rule the place. Snoops and Sgt Stripes are the worst. I’m not sure I can be a therapy cat under these circumstances. I think I’ll have to take a long nap on my new wool blanket and tummy warmer. Sgt Stripes think they’re his, but I have it on good authority that Snoops and Kommando shared that spot.

April 5, 2025 – I could definitely get used to this new room. It has cat TV in two windows. I just need to stay clear of Sgt Stripes. I can’t believe how big he is. And he wants to play Pounce with me. I don’t think he’d do it on purpose, but he could squish me if he landed on me. I heard that Blondie should be back upstairs in a few days. Hope Blondie knows that since I’ve been hanging out in Mom’s room, Gypsy has adopted a pile of clothes on her floor. She’s made a rather nice nest.

April 10,2025 – Guess the doctor told Blondie that she has to stay off her foot for another two weeks. I’ve been going to the top of the stairs to make sure she was still down there. But there are too many cats down there. Snoops seems to be there ALL the time. I thought that was supposed to be my job. I don’t understand why Blondie can’t crawl up here so I can be supportive.

April 19,2025 – Gypsy, Sarge, and I have a pretty good routine going. I have Mom’s room, Gypsy has Blondie’s room, and Sgt Stripes goes wherever he wants. Blondie is supposed to be up here next week. I’m really annoyed that she hasn’t found a way to cuddle with me. I can’t believe she expects me to go downstairs to see her.

April 24, 2025 – Blondie has made it upstairs finally. I don’t want her to think that I missed her. I think I’ll hang out with the small humans tonight. They smell kinda weird, but they have a lot of soft places to sleep in their room. I wonder how long it will take Blondie to apologize for deserting me?

May 2, 2025 – I guess Blondie has had time to realize how poorly she treated me. I will allow her to sleep with me tonight. It’s getting too warm for the tummy warmer anyway.          

    

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A Cat’s Life

My name is Snooper Katt aka SuperSnooper and Snoops. My human thought it was a cute name after I spent the first few days in my new home exploring. What did he expect? I’m a cat. I had to make sure I could find all the important cat places: sun spots, hiding places, litter box, food, etc. I have heard that many humans are under the impression that all we cats do is sleep. I am writing a summary of a typical day to dispel that error. I have used Google Translate to make it intelligible to you. It would be a lot easier if you humans would just learn to speak our language.

2:30a – I hear my human’s mate (from this point forward human #2 due to the order of her appearance) coming down the stairs. I can hear her telling cat #2 to keep moving so she won’t get stepped on. That human is the clumsiest thing I’ve ever seen first thing in the morning. It’s OK though, she’s come to get our breakfast. I used to get up and go into the kitchen with her to make sure she picked out the right food. Now I can trust her, so I stay in my tree and let cat #2 make sure it gets done.

3:00a – Human #2 comes back all wet. I’ve been in the kitchen to try out breakfast. Not bad. I’m sitting on the table waiting for her. She reaches over to pet me. I let her scratch me, a couple of times. She sits down at the thing she calls a computer. I stand at the table behind her and watch. Then I jump on her table to check out Cat TV. Since it’s still dark out, sometimes there are some good moths on the screen.

3:30a – Human #2 leaves. I check out cat #2 to see if she got any treats I didn’t. Sometimes we clean each other or play or fight or ignore each other. Depends on the mood. I make a quick check of the perimeter on Mouse Patrol. If I hear anything, I stay on guard. Otherwise, I go upstairs and wait for my human. Sometimes on his bed, sometimes in the hall. Sometimes in human #3’s room.

Sometimes I see human #4 in this period. He used to get up for school, but now he’s “graduated”. I think that means he’s nocturnal. He eats and/or does laundry then disappears again.

5:00a – My human wakes up. I like to be there to make sure he’s up. First thing in the morning is the best time to get good skirchies from him. (Human #2’s father came up with that word to describe the kind of petting-cuddling-scratching attention we cats like when we want full attention from humans.) It’s best to get him before he’s fully awake. That way I can help him get dressed.

5:10a – We go downstairs. He does human stuff in the kitchen while I check out the food again. It’s always the same stuff. Guess I’ll get some kibble. And get some water.

5:15a – We go into the study. He turns on the big “computer” while I settle in his lap. I help him get his messages and type anything he needs. I really like it when he plays games – one hand for the mouse and one hand for me. Why do they call that thing a mouse? Humans are so silly sometimes.

5:30a – My human goes upstairs. Sometimes I go up ahead of him and lay on the bathroom floor. It’s the best place for tummy rubs. It’s the best place because he can shut the door and cat #2 can’t hog in.

5:40a – My human leaves. He usually closes Cat TV so I have to watch through the window and can’t hear anything out there. I use the facilities. I love my human, but sometimes he forgets to clean the litterbox at night. I bet he wouldn’t want to step in that.

5:45a – Perform a more thorough Mouse Patrol. The best place to find the little guys is in the pantry. We find quite a few in the dining room too. Cat #2 is a pain in the neck, always getting in the way with the humans and talking nonstop, but she is a pretty good mousing partner. We can watch for them from two places. Morning Mouse Patrols are rarely successful.

6:00a – Get another snack. Time for my morning nap. Should I go to the cat tree? The chair in the living room? My human’s bed? Human #3’s bed? If it’s chilly, there’s no question about going to sleep with human #3. I think she “graduated” too, but she’s only part nocturnal.

Noon – Get up and wander around the house. Cat #2 is asleep in her chair (it’s pretty funny how human #2 thinks it’s her chair). Do a perimeter scan. Sit in the tree.

1:00p – Human #2 comes home. I like her new car. It’s a lot quieter than the old one. I go to meet her at the door. She bends down to pet me. I let her scratch behind my ears. I try to lead her into the house, but she almost trips on me. See what I mean?

1:15p – Human #3 comes downstairs. She and cat #2 are both trying to talk to human #2. Human #2 eats something that looks unappetizing, but I check it out anyway. Cat #2 talks her into taking a nap. I stay down with human #3. She has a “computer” too so I only get minimal attention. It helps if I walk on the “computer”. Eventually I go to sleep.

3:30p – My human comes home. They all eat. Most of the time it is pretty unappetizing. But everyone once in awhile, she makes good meat. Regardless, I have to make sure I don’t like it. How would I know if I don’t get close enough to smell it completely?  The best is when I sit in front of human #4 and stare at him. They all say he really likes cats, but he is bad about sharing. But he does talk to me and pets me.

4:30p – My human and I spend a few minutes on the “computer” then go watch TV. The only thing he ever watches is people so I get bored pretty easily and either go on Mouse Patrol or take a nap. This is the best time to track down a mouse, although sometimes it takes cat #2 and me quite a while to actually make the kill and deliver the gift.

Cat TV usually gets opened up again somewhere around now.

10:00p – Human #2 gets the rodent out of his cage. He’s big and smelly and covered with quills. She tries to cuddle with him. Sometimes he’ll sleep; other times he just makes a lot of noise. I try to stay as far away as possible unless I’m bored. Then I try to stare him down. He’s really boring.

11:00p – My human and human #2 go to bed. Cat #2 goes with them. Sometimes I go up and let them pet me. If it’s cold, I ‘ll sleep up there. Otherwise I go back to sleep downstairs. The rodent is on his wheel. He walks on that thing for hours.

So that is a typical day for me. Is your life any more interesting?