Tygre's Tales

Hi, I'm Ty.  I'm very shy, but my mom thinks it would be good for me to write a diary every once in a while.  That way everyone knows I exist (even though I would rather hide and be invisible).  So, I guess I'll tell you a little about myself.  I was the runt of the litter.  Mom had to bottlefeed me.  And my teeth were so sharp that I bit through the bottle nipples and milk went everywhere. 

I also have asthma.  I've had asthma for many years now, but it affects me less than it used to.  I have an inhaler now that has really helped.  I hope my brother, Nikolai, will put a link to the kitty asthma website because it helped my moms a lot. 

I also love to play.  I love to play with feather wands and sparkle balls.  I used to fetch, but I don't do it so much anymore. 

And I love my mom.  I love to be held by her.  I purr so hard that it looks like I'm smiling and my smile is so big that my eyes are shut.  I need my mom, and I knead her.  I like to give her biteys and headbutts and smoocheys. 

That's all for now.  Boy, it's hard being social. 

Birthday!

Today is my birthday.  I am 11 years young.  Technically, it is the birthday of my brother, Tygre, too.  But can't a girl have a birthday to herself?  I had to share my mom-cat's womb with Tygre.  And I have to share my human-mom with Tygre.  You'd think the least I could have would be my own birthday.  Hmphh!

In any case, I have had a wonderful day.  There was much tissue paper and wrapping paper to be had.  And many sparkle balls in my favorite colors:  red and pink!  I love to run into the wrapping paper and then grab a sparkle ball, pat it around and then stick it in my mouth.

I also had catnip and I here tuna may be on the menu tonight.  Yum!  If only I did not have to share the tuna with Tygre.

Love,
Minnie-not-so-mini