Mom finally got the picture of my buffet uploaded. From left to right I have Friskies Seafood Sensations, stinky goodness, Purina crunchies and Purina Kitten Chow (for the extra protein). Mostly I eat the Friskies and the stinky goodness, but lately I have only been eating about half of the stinky goodness that she gives me. I am not going hungry. I have been eating more of the dry food and Mom gives me a sardine every morning and bites of what she eats. Yesterday a got a couple of bites of fish and several bites of steak. Today I got another bite of fish, which I didn't like so much because it was leftovers and some nice pork roast, which I ate all up. We will see what happens tomorrow when Mom goes back to work and I go back to only getting fed twice a day. I am getting a little fat and sassy. I love to lead Mom to my food dishes and meow and meow at her. Sometimes I get something really good. Most of the time I just get told that I have already been fed and I should just eat what I have. I love my drinking fountain. I have been drinking and peeing lots, which makes Mom happy, because that will help keep me well.
Today I actually asked to play with Da Bird by pawing it off the couch. We had lots of fun. I didn't play with my other toys much today and didn't even want to chase my ball. I mostly wanted to play with Mom's hand and get lots of petting. I have mostly learned to keep my claws in when I play with Mom's hand. Today I even made biscuits on her hand without using my claws. That made Mom laugh. I let Mom brush me with my new brush lots today and lots of fur came out. I still have tiny mats at my elbows on both forepaws. The brush doesn't do anything to them because the fur is so short there. Mom is scared to try cutting them off because I move so much when she touches my legs. We played a little game where she petted my forelegs and I mostly let her. Maybe I will stop jerking my front legs away when she touches them and she can cut out my little mats.
I jumped up on the couch beside Mom for some petting today, but I still don't want to sit in her lap. That's OK with Mom. She was told that I wasn't a lap cat before she adopted me. I am a snuggle cat, though. When she wakes up in the morning, I am always snuggled up right beside her. That's if I'm not standing on her stomach asking her if it's time for breakfast yet. The best thing of all is that Mom never gets mad at me. Oh, she's told me to get down off the kitchen counter or to get my nose out of her dinner, but she never yells. I only stick my nose in her dinner when she eats in front of the TV. I have learned not to jump up on the table, but when she's not eating at the table, anything goes, right?