#81 – Changing of the Guard
Dear Diary, It had been a quiet day so far. The Fat One got up, fed me, and drank his brown pee. Afterwards, he parked his wheelchair at the entrance to the Big...
Month: January 2021
#80 – Toe Monsters
Dear Diary, The Fat One slept all night without snoring. I could sleep deeply in my favorite spot, nestled between his left arm and body with my head and left p...
#79 – Other Sister
Dear Diary, It was not only time for my breakfast; it was PAST time for my breakfast. I sat patiently by my dish, but the Fat One was still in bed snoring. He h...
#78 – Squatter
Dear Diary, The Fat One was sitting in the wheelchair at the kitchen table scribbling on an enormous pack of white paper. He would stare at the paper and then w...
#77 – Whoosh!
Dear Diary, The Fat One was sitting at his desk working while I lay in my sunny spot displaying my magnificent belly. I must share a belly this magnificent with...
#76 – Pro Teen
Dear Diary, I woke up early this morning, but I was so comfy laying against the Fat One that I just lay there purring. In a bit he stirred, sat up, and with a b...
#75 – Unappreciated
Dear Diary, I woke up very early this morning feeling thirsty. The sun wasn’t even up yet. I carefully wiggled my way out of my happy spot under the cove...
#74 – Hard Water
Dear Diary, The Fat One got up out of bed and transferred to the wheelchair. But I stayed laying there purring. House was exhaling out the grate by the bed and ...