Sunday, 24 February 2008

2005_02_01_archive



Hello, it's me again, Martha.

I am writing today because Abbie cannot write today.

He is not writing because he lost his computer privileges.

He lost his computer privileges because he did something very bad.

He hurt someone and you are not supposed to hurt anyone.

And someone can be anyone.

I dont think he meant to hurt anyone.

And he didn't mean to hurt someone.

But I told him if he didn't stop running around in the middle of the

night he was going to hurt someone.

And he said ha to me and kept running.

And he ran on the bed, and he wanted to jump onto the windowsill.

I think there were things outside he wanted to see.

I don't know.

I do know that he is just a foolish cat because he didn't look where

he was leaping.

So when he jumped on the bed, he actually jumped onto someone's head

first.

And then he jumped onto the windowsill.

When he was on their head.

So he scratched them.

On the eyebrow.

And what do you know, he hurt them.

And they were sleeping.

I was sleeping, too, right close by.

I had to wake up too because everybody was awake at that point.

And there was bleeding.

They had to clean it up.

Did you know pirates used to paint the floors of their ships red, so

the blood did not show up and upset everybody when there was a fight.

So anyway there turned out to be a really big cut and it looks wicked.

There will be a scar and everything.

Scars are great.

They mean you have had your lumps in a fight and you came out okay.

I suggested an eyepatch even though the cut is above the eye.

Eyepatches are neat but not for too long because I like to see in 3D.

But because he was bad he is not allowed to use the computer for a

while.

This makes him sad because I think he was playing a game that he

really liked.

And now he can't play his game until he apologizes.

He wont apologize.

He didn't apologize for the time when he bit my ear for no reason when

I said good day to him and wasn't it a lovely day.

He didn't apologize for the time when he grabbed the tuna fish from

the bowl and ran and hid and wolfed it down and I got no tuna fish to

eat.

He didn't apologize for the time when he did his business in the

fireplace and not the litterbox.

I don't think he has an apologizing bone in his body.

And trust me he is big enough that he has a lot of bones.

But I'll tell you one thing.

He's very lucky he scratched up the guy and not me.

Because if it was me he scratched up, I would have beaten him up.

Thrashed him soundly and keelhauled him.

As it stands he didn't get beat up.

But he sure got yelled at a lot.


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