Life as seen by my cat

I was put up for adoption when I was only a few weeks old. I had a 5 other siblings, I've been told I look like my dad. He had the same hair, long and gold like the sun. I never really knew my parents but my foster father loved me very much. He was a tall man, short brown hair he occationally shaved off. We were so poor I had to sleep in his bed for the first two year of my life. He'd cuddle up next to me and tell me he loves me every day. 

But one day, I heard so e bad news. When I was about two and a half years old I heard that my dad was getting kicked out of his home. We were going to have to move.

I couldn't believe it. This was my home. It's always been my home. Where else am I going to cuddle with daddy and lick plastic bags and sleep for hours at a time?

But then the unfortunate news came to me. One bleak December evening. My daddy took me into his room looked me in the eyes and told me I was going to have to live with another family.

"I love you boy." He said with tears in the corners of his eyes "but Jeff won't let me keep a cat at his place. But don't worry. I got a good girl ready to give you a good home."

He handed me over to a lady. She put me in a car and drove off. I saw my daddy looking out his bedroom window at us as we drove away. 

I called out for him, but he couldn't hear me. I called out the whole drive. I don't know how far away we went, but we drove for a long time. I cried the whole ride. The woman gave me comforting words the whole ride, but I was scared.

Once we got to her house she scooped me up from the back seat and brought me into the house, but just as she put me down in the front doorway I ran. Drafted out the door around the house and next to a fence. I called out for my daddy. I called and called, but there was no answer. The lady came around the corner and got me. She gave me hugs and told me everything was going to be alright. I was cold, and scared.

I still miss my daddy, the lady I live with now dosen't seem to like it when I lick my ass in front if her like daddy did. But everyone in the house says "aww" when I sit in there shoes like I used to back home. I get to go outside from time to time, but not for very long and not when it's to cold. Sometimes I sit in the window sill and wonder if daddy ever thinks of me as much as I think of him. Or if he remembers me at all. I like it here though. There's another cat, but she doesn't seem to like me much, but the house is big enough so we can avoid each other.

My third birthday's coming up and I want a little brother. As much as I like having the other cat here, I'd like a little brother to cuddle with and teach things to. Like how to lick a bag or the best places in the house to take a nap. But I hear the people in the house often saying that we can't have anymore animals. It's a shame. Maybe I'll ask for one next year. If we lose that other cat with the weird long ears and no tail at they call "Bunny" or one of those flying cats with weird shaped fur that I want to play with but the people yell at me for when I try to give them a high five. All in all I like my new home, and I hope my daddy is somewhere safe and warm like I am thinking of me. I still love you daddy. And in someway I always will.

Hello everybody!

Hi Dr. Nick

I trust you're doing well. I just finished a few books, because books are the new TV shows and I figured, this being my blog and I can write about whatever I want, I'd review them for you

Betty whites auto biography:

Betty White If you ask me (and of course you won't)

I read this in a day, I couldn't put it down. It was easy to read and the stories were interesting. I mostly love the way to was written. You can almost hear Betty white sitting on a sofa in her house writing about her life. It's written in kind of a journal format, but she gives the reader some background and behind the sense information about her life. 

The first few sections I was laughing and I put it down to tell my dad "this sounds like the rumblings of grandpa Simpson! I love it!" And then I shut up and read the rest. I love Betty Whites fondness for animals and ofcaurse she's a very talented actress. I didn't know she had written other books, so now I'm on the look out for them. I hope when I'm her age I'll be a secessful actress. 

Actually, when I'm her age I hope to either be dead for 50 years. But she makes old age look fun! Maybe I will make it to 89!

The next book I read was "The help"

The help by Kathryn Stockett

Now if you follow me on twitter you know how long it took me to Finnish this book and I had to force myself to do it. I liked the idea behind the book and I think I would totally be like the "Miss Skeeter" charicter if I was in the 1960's. Actually I guess I'd be more like mrs. Celia. A housewife with nothing to do but sit around all day and look pretty but I'd be polite to my help.

Now I don't want to give away to plot for those of you who haven't read the book or seen the movie, but I don't recommend reading this book of you don't like fiction. 

I hate fiction, but I wanted to read this book before I saw the movie. However now that I've read the book, I don't want to see the movie. I didn't like this book.

Like. I said before I liked the idea of it, and I like some of the story bites, but as a whole, I didn't like it. I did love that the characters made sense logically, and you could really get to know them and there struggles, you learn that behind every face, no matter what colour, there is a secret. But I already knew that going in. Maybe that's why it wasn't my cup of tea. There was too much foreshadowing, to me it was too predictable. But the characters were lovely and the story was well written. I might read this authors work in the future.

I still have six more books from the library to read before the 28th. Cloud atlas, jumper, and biographies and autobiographies of various celebrities. I'll give my reviews on twitter as I read them, and if I have anything extensive to write about them I just might blog about it.

I have to get to reading now, bye bye!

All the best,

Nameless hipster girl

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Hey you guys

This is my hipster Ariel costume for comic con last weekend

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This was my Halloween costume for handing out candy.

We've come for your daughter chuck! 

It's beetlejuce for those who don't know.

Happy movember! And I just realized my friend Candace is photo bombing this picture with her picture HA!

This is my one perchance at comic con! I plan on collecting more from more movies!

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Hello nurse!

I hope you all had a happy Halloween and a great All saints day!
I plan on having a great Sunday this weekend. I have to work in the morning and the evening, but from 10 am to 2:30pm I'll be rooming around comic con. Liking for shirts, or stickers or general "Slythrin" memorabilia! I'm excited. I also got a job as a server and I'm going to start getting payed for my work at the cafe I've been working at. (So far it's been on a volunteer bases, but now I'm going to be an actual worker) I'll have my debts payed off faster then you can say the hardest thing you can say.
Once I get stuff payed off I can start saving for my own place, and more tattoos abd other cool things I can't really think off right now.
Anyway, just wanted to update my blog a little and say hey. I'll post pictures from comic con next time, until then
Have a nice day
Nameless hipster girl