Fly
Mood:  bright
Once there was a happy fly. I saw him and thought "My prey!! He shall PERISH!!" And with that, I was off! Quickly, I chased the fly and caught it between my two paws. But, alas! The fly was not dead. I slammed my paw on it again and again until I fly couln't even stand up. Then I began my feast. Now, humans probably think his is gross. You must understand how hard it was to catch the fly in the first place, then kill it. The feast is just to show that it is dead and we are victorious. Cats are proud animals and I am going to explain or customs to humans throughout this "blog", as the 'smart' humans say it. You people have to learn a lot about pride and custom.

First Day
Mood:  special
This is my blog. Unlike my website, this will have personal insights on the life of a cat. Poetry, stories, and even drawings will be included in this blog. First I will tell a little about myself. I am a tortishell cat. I am boy crazy. I enjoy tormenting my prey. This will have many more details as the story unfolds. Put please, read on...