09 January 2009

vim & vinegar

Her name is Paisley, but she should have been called Trouble.

My sister and I got a new kitten (for our dad's bday) two months ago. My sister named her Paisley after Brad Paisley the Country star.
She is the most active little thing I have ever seen. She runs and jumps, and runs into things constantly. She chases things that move and things that don't move. She constantly annoys our other two cats who are both 12 years old. She is a bundle of trouble and joy mixed together in one rapidly-growing fluff ball. She eats constantly, and she is always thirsty. She drinks out of people's glasses and the toilet when she gets a chance. She also sneezes alot. I think she has allergies.
She wants to go outside like a fat kid wants cake. However, we are wise to wait until she is fixed before we allow her to proceed on her outdoor adventures. Keeping her in the house hasn't been easy.
She likes to stretch out as long as possible when she sleeps. She becomes three cat lengths when she is stretched out.
She also likes to dig around in my dad's grapefruit tree pot that we keep indoors during the winter. She gets dirt from the pot everywhere on the hardwood floors.
During Christmastime, she loved to climb up our Christmas tree and sit there. She would either fall asleep, or play with whatever ornaments were within her reach. Too bad we are taking the tree down tomorrow.
She likes to climb on the table and investigate your meal while you are eating. She can be a very bad cat at times.
She is so cute though. You cannot help but love her.
Paisley.

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