Ladies and gents, I want to formally introduce you to Skeeter. He is a five and a half year old orange tabby with a HUGE personality. When I say he is a character, I mean it. I objected at first, but he begged me to allow him the opportunity to create his own blog (I am a real softy when it comes to him)! So, without further ado I give you, SKEETER!!
As you can see, I can be a little shy from time to time, but I am so excited to write my first blog. It won’t be too long, because not having thumbs makes it pretty difficult to type. Mom says I have a pretty big personality, but it’s really because she doesn’t pay enough attention to me. I don’t think she realizes how important I am. I try to get her attention by weaving between her legs and constantly meowing, but it seems to piss her off when I do that. I don’t get it; it’s called love, MOM!!
I am a pretty curious guy; I like to know what’s going on around me.
This jack hole had his light blaring in our window when I was trying to sleep. What the heck is that about jerk! I stuck my head out and gave him quite the look. He quickly turned off his lights. I am the man of the house; I have to take care of all its occupants.
I can also be pretty goofy.
I found this ribbon in our apartment. I was having blast playing with it until I tangled myself up and couldn’t move. Mom was a real jerk that day. When she found me she just took pictures and laughed. I could have died! I could have strangled myself or something, I mean I didn’t, but I could have dang it. And all she did was laugh and take pictures. Real sweet lady!
There was this one day that mom and I were pretending we were on a roller coaster.
OK, she told me to say that. We weren’t on a roller coaster dang it. She was forcing me to take pictures and I objected. I have tried to let her know I don’t like these photo shoots, but she doesn’t get it. When I try and bite her to let her know I don’t want my picture taken I get popped in the head. You heard that right, I GET POPPED IN THE HEAD. How does that work? You are forcing me against my will to do something. I am just protecting myself. Pick on someone your own size!!
I would consider myself a real gentleman most days.
Mom passed out giving blood on this day. I crawled right into that nook and just stayed with her until she felt better. I will admit it’s nice to have her home during the day (but don’t tell her I said that). When mom isn’t feeling well, I am right there to make it all go away!
Even with all this fur, I tend to get a little chilly in the apartment.
I like to cuddle up in the blankets in the fall and winter. There’s nothing like a warm blanket and a nap on a cold winter day!
Well I guess that’s it for now. My life if pretty exciting, and I am sure there will be more to come soon! I am going to North Carolina to see my girlfriend Hermione over Christmas. She is one hot babe and our secret romance was almost exposed the last time we were together. I love when mom comes home from a visit to North Carolina. I can smell Hermione’s sweet pheromones all over her suitcase…..love, sweet love!!
Well there you have it folks, that’s Skeeter. One crazy guy!!
