June 10, 2010, was my one year anniversary of living in Manhattan Beach. Since my arrival I have:
1. Lived in a cage in the garage;
2. Shredded the Old Guy;
3. Destroyed two Busy Kitty's;
4. Met Chow Mein and Pinot;
5. Met the Pretty Lady the second, Lulu, Nessie, Eli, Alexa, Derek, Tera (but I only allow Derek and the Old Guy to pick me up);
6. Discovered that I like to be scratched under the chin, around the neck, on top of my head, on my tummy and on my upper back;
7. Discovered that I don't like to be scratched on my lower back and I don't like my tail touched;
8. Discovered that Pinot is fun to chase and be chased by;
9. Discovered that I don't like Chow and he doesn't like me;
10. Practiced hissing at Chow;
11. Practiced growling at anyone who touched my tail;
12. Discovered that I like the food the Guy Serves;
13. Discovered that I can get the Old Guy to give me food any time of the day or night just by looking cute and meowing at him (hence I've put on a few pounds, but they look good on me);
14. Chased birds on the roof, maybe catching a few . . . or maybe not (this is not a confession and can't be used against me);
15. Used the plants as a kitty litter;
16. Beaten the crap out of Barbie's head;
17. Chased a lot of fake mousies;
18. Been brushed like a million times by the Old Guy;
19. Stayed at the Airport Pet Cottage too many times;
20. Had my picture taken a million times;
21. Discovered that I like to sleep in wicker baskets;
22. Chased my tail in the bath tub;
23. Realized that I never want to leave this place.