Sanderson's Diary, September 2000

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September 4

It might be Labor Day, but as you can see, I'm not working too hard. I'm just as relaxed as can be. Or maybe that's my true occupation, relaxationist. A popular comedian once asked the question, "Where does a dog go on his day off?" Well, that's an easy one for a cat to answer. We don't have off days!

September 8

I'm not too happy. Mom came home tonight with her clothes smelling of Terrier. That makes me nervous. She assured me that it was just a friend's puppy, but I still don't know quite what to think. So I went ahead and chewed her out. Well, chewed on her, that is. You can wash your hands and wash your hands, but a cat can still smell dog. I don't know why I'm concerned. I'm bigger than a lot of dogs, and I know I could whomp a puppy!

September 19

I guess I should have figured out a way to mentally calendar the events and not get caught by surprise, but Mom snuck my annual physical in on me yesterday. Gad. Seemed like a whole day of poking and prodding and napping and playing. (I refuse to take these things seriously!) And in true Sanderson form, I am as healthy as a Maine Coon is supposed to be, and I now weigh 14 pounds. I suppose I don't have much to worry about from the puppies of the world.

Just like last time, Mom let me drive home, and it was a blast sitting on her lap with my paws on the steering wheel and watching the reactions from the other drivers. Mom had the 3000 GT VR4, and there aren't too many cats who drive 320 horses, are there?

September 23

I've been thinking about my most recent trip to see my Doctor. She called me a gorgeous big boy. I was going to tell her that I was mostly hair, but then I realized that I have gained a pound and a half since last year. We Maine Coons are supposed to grow up to four years, so I might get even bigger!

To help myself along in my quest to reach 15 pounds, I've been looking at and modifying recipes for some tasty stuff while Mom's been at work. I've included some of the juicier ones in my on-line Cookbook, so please stop by and see if anything appeals to you. Some of them should come in handy as the 2000 holiday season approaches. And as always, they are 100 percent people-food, so you don't have to worry about encountering pressure-cooked chopped giblets in some kind of disgusting gravy!

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

Sanderson