Sanderson's Diary, February 1999

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February 1

There sure were a lot of American presidents born in February. It's kind of surprising, considering that February is the shortest month of the year. But that means there will be a lot of sales, so Mom is bound to bring me back some neat stuff.

February 13

February also has Valentine's Day! Of course I don't have to worry about getting shot by cupid, because us de-jeweled males love only our Moms. So maybe she will get me a gorgeous neck chain for my identification tag instead of the collar that sits in my toybox.

February 14

Darn. No neck chain. But I do enjoy a good packet of Pounce on occassion. The tuna flavor was almost as good as real pastrami! (Please don't ask me to explain that one...) And I really enjoyed the carnation I was able to swipe. It was almost as tasty as the roses a few months back! No, it wasn't supposed to be mine, but I have perfected the art of lifting a single blossom out of the vase and running like the wind. And I look so much cuter with a flower between my teeth than that stupid chihuahua!

February 20

Speaking of chihuahuas... Mom has decided to let me have a new hobby, so I am going to try my paw at breeding chihuahuas. I only have a small collection of them so far, but if they're anything like rabbits, we'll need a larger house in a couple of months!

February 28

Boy is Mom mad at me now. She went to the store and left the Internet connection activated again, and I guess while I was browsing around I sort of inadvertently canceled one of her e-mail accounts. Hey, what can I say? I was just trying to de-junk her life a bit!  Don’t worry though, give me a couple of hours and I’ll convince her to get me my wilson-vetter account yet. I mean, shouldn’t a cat have a named account? I’ll have to really work on her. Mom can't resist me when I turn on the charm!

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

Sanderson