Sanderson’s Diary, August 1997
 

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August 1

I think I'm three months old now. It's about time I start a diary. As you can imagine, I'm growing by leaps and bounds. And boy do I leap and bound! I've discovered a neat play-time activity. Mom has mirrored doors on her bedroom closets, and it is really fun to take a flying leap at them, turn sideways, and hit them on all fours about two feet up from the ground. Makes me look a little like that Garfield character somebody stuck in a car window. Except I bounce off sooner!

It's also a lot of fun to help with the laundry. Mom folds, I attack and unfold! And the warm towels are nice to snuggle into when I tire myself out from all the playing.

August 16

I have a lot of toys. Real toys that Mom paid money for. But the ones I like best are the ones I can swipe from around the house. Like writing pens, those little plastic boxes with the Gameboy cartridges in them, stuff like that.

My favorites at the moment, though, are the plastic tamper-protection rings from the tops of Snapple bottles. All Mom has to do is start to peal one off and I come running! And 'cause she drinks a lot of diet peach tea, I get a lot of toys!

August 24

I went to the Vet for my second check-up on Friday. Seems like each time I get put into the carrier and into the car I like it a little less. Mom thinks I'm just trying to sing with the radio station. What do I need to do to convice her otherwise? At least she let me drive home. It was fun being out of the carrier and able to establish eye contact with the people in the other cars. I'm really not looking forward to my trip in September. After I get my last shot, they are going to discuss a date for the dreaded surgery. I don't understand why anyone would want to deprive me of those furry little things!

I gained a pound and a half in the last month. Mom calls me her five-pound projectile when I pounce in bed. She thinks I'll eat almost anything but the kitchen sink, but I keep telling her that I reserve that for sleeping in while she's at work. I do like pastrami and pork fajitas, though! Gosh, that makes me hungry. Think I'll go downstairs for a snack.

August 26

I know it's hard to believe that I am growing overnight, but tonight I really didn't fit in the keyboard drawer any more. Of course, I tried to crawl through to the more spacious portion underneath the CPU to hide my chagrin, but it was kind of obvious what was going on when I got stuck. I was so embarassed my tan fur almost turned red! Wonder if I could convince Mom to buy some computer furniture that is built more along my dimensions?

I also discovered a new game this morning. Pantyhose. The dangling foot is so much fun to chase after while Mom tries to stuff one leg into the other one. Hey, I'm just out for a good time!

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

Sanderson