Wednesday, March 31, 2004

10:30 am - Wake up from a good night's sleep. Eat some food. Drink some water.

10:35 am - Poop.

10:35 am - Have my butt wiped with babywipes.

10:36 am - Reclean my butt with my tongue.

10:38 am - Burrow under the covers for a nap.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004


It's Grover.

Listen, every time I get comfortable someplace, Piglet comes over and annoys me so much I have to jump off. Then, he curls up in my warm spot and goes to sleep.

He's a jerkstore.



Monday, March 29, 2004

I turn in circles at least three times before I settle down to sleep. This is important to do, because it's important to be very comfortable and sometimes it takes a while until you know just what exactly will make you comfortable.

Friday, March 26, 2004

I love sitting on the windowsill in the sun. I also love licking the paint off the windowsill, but I keep getting yelled at for that.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004


It's me, Grover.

Listen, Piggy is a bully. He's three times my size and he is always bothering me and taunting me.

I discovered that if I jump on him from the back and bite his neck while howling at him, he is rendered pretty much defenseless.

Of course, then I get yelled at for hurting him, but he deserves it.



Monday, March 15, 2004

All day today, Grover kept trying to ride me like a horse.

He kept making this loud screaming sound and mom got pissed off.

Grover is a freak today.


Monday, March 8, 2004

I puked two times. I hate puking.

Before I puke, I cry.

After I puke, I feel better.

But I really hate puking.

Thursday, March 4, 2004

Mom's been sleeping on the couch where I like to be. I had to shove myself in there so I could take my nap, too.

What a hog.

Wednesday, March 3, 2004

Today there was a cat outside the bathroom window. We live on the third floor so I'm not sure how he got up there, but he did.

He was striped and he hissed at us and we do not like him.

He better go away.

Monday, March 1, 2004


It's me, Grover.

I have been keeping very good watch over my mom's foot. I sleep on it. If anyone tries to touch it or me, I hiss at them.

It's hard to be a guard cat, but someone's got to do it.