Sanderson's Diary, April 2007

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April 1

So, it is April first again. Wait a minute, that would make it April second, wouldn’t it? Okay, that’s it for my April Fools’ jokes.  Pretty lame, right? Mom tried one on me. She got this stuffed cat that wears clothes the last time she was down in the valley.  She stood it up in the living room and tried to convince me it was my brother Claybourne.  The joke was on Mom.  I’ve known it wasn’t my brother since she brought it home. I mean, give me a break. It’s a calico! How lame can you get?

April 8

Easter sure did come early this year, but not as early as Day Light Savings time.  That happened last month. I was so excited I slept through it. That’s one of the nice things about being a cat. If you don’t like what’s going on, take a nap!  Live is always better when you wake up. If it isn’t, go back and sleep on it some more. I did get an Easter present. Mom got me a miniature baseball with some little rattling things inside. I love to bat it across the living room floor when she’s reading a book and watch her jump when she’s unsuspecting.  I think Mom must read too many suspense novels. The rattle doesn’t do that much for me.  I guess it does sound a little bit like a rattlesnake.

April 13

Beware the Ides of April, or my baseball toy, or something like that.  Today is another Friday the Thirteenth.  Mom is out doing yard work, so I have the house to myself.  (Well, except for Claybourne and a variety of other stuffed animals, most of whom don’t wear clothes.) Mom was spreading this cocoa bean shell mulch that smells just like chocolate around the bed behind the retaining wall in back of the patio. It is supposed to keep the deer from eating us out of house and home.  Let’s hope they don’t all become chocoholics instead. Mom’s jeans sure did smell good when she came back into the house.

April 27

Let me tell you about the food debacle.  Here I was going along quite nicely controlling my blood sugar levels by eating Science Diet MD, when the contaminated wheat gluten showed up from China and killed a bunch of pets.  I don’t think I got any bad food (if I did, my immune system was able to fight it off), but what was really rotten was that the food that I really liked has been recalled. So my doctor switched me to another food with a higher percentage of carbohydrates. That didn’t work out so good. In addition to it not tasting quite as good, it made my blood sugar go way up. So now I have to take pills.  Boy is that fun.  Mom has to pop a half a pill down my throat twice a day.  And if her aim isn’t real good, I hook it with my tongue and spit it right back at her. That really makes her day! Let’s hope we get used to this pretty soon.

Check back now and then. I'll keep you posted on the latest developments! Hope to see you soon.

Sanderson