Yeah... I apparently can't be bothered to update this bloody journal enough.

Anyway, we found a new kitten in the backyard near the end of August. My sister had seen it wandering around out back for a while, and practically begged and pleaded to bring it in.

Dad finally acquiesced, and little Dust Bunny is now good friends with Velcro and Ana. I call her Soot Sprite occasionally, though. She's really cuddly; sometimes, she'll lie on your lap and rest there for a while.

Incidentally, Ana was fixed recently. I paid for it. I'm trying to avoid touching her belly, 'cause I'm sure it's still sensitive.

Yesterday, Mom took our oldest cat, Knic-Knac, to the PSPCA, where she would be put to sleep. Knic-Knac's quality of life had been very poor for some years now. But, that's to be expected; she was pushing 17 when she was taken away yesterday.

It's entirely likely that she has been euthanised already. My family has had her as a pet since... well, since as long as I can remember.

For some reason, I do not feel anything at Knic-Knac's death. Am I just desensitised to death from my diet of violent video games as a small child, or have I just grown apart from Knic-Knac when she stopped being playful? ...Maybe it's both?

Anyway...looks like it's just two cats now: Velcro Nosferatu Halitosis [NAME AND ADDRESS WITHHELD], and Pollyanna "Ana" Precious Street-Rat [NAME AND ADDRESS WITHHELD]. The two younger, more sprightly, and frankly more affectionate cats.

May they forever be a reminder of what Knic-Knac once was, and what she always hissed at.

Knic-Knac
August 9, 1992 - August 5, 2009
A long-lived and cranky skank of a cat.
Good riddance, you free-loading skank.

(John Cleese said stuff like that at Graham Chapman's funeral. Tried to make a lark about such a "grave" occasion.)

...I have had a new pet kitten. Me and Mom were walking home from Walgreen's, and a kitten walked out from behind a vacant house. She has to have been about 2-3 months old. She was rubbing up against my legs, and so Mom said that I could take her home. She squirmed the whole way home, but she's better now.

Her name is Pollyanna, but I just call her Ana most of the time. Her middle names are 'recious' (my sister wanted to name her Gollum, and I settled on '[my] precious' and 'Street-Rat' (Dad wanted to name her this, or 'Fleaspeck', because she was INFESTED when we found her). She is part-Siamese; she has the ears and the legs for it. She's almost completely white, but for a black spot by her left back leg, a small black dot by her right ear, and a black tail with a white tip. She also has a little bit of orange on the back of her back legs.

Incidentally, someone in our neighborhood owned Ana's papa! She saw Ana in my arms on the way home, and nearly thought she was her cat, but she was "too small". Evidently, her cat pushed a screen window open because he wanted to get to a girl cat outside, and she hasn't seen him since. Ana must be that cat's kitten!

Wish I could take a picture of her so you guys could see the little girl.

AF

Just before me and Mom went to see Watchmen, we got another new hamster. My sister named her...

Falafel.

So... Noodle and Falafel. I'm seeing a bit of a theme here.

Just three days after we buy the hamster Noodle, he dies. Dad was saying he was sickly and boney when we got him. Mom was torn up when she found him dead.

RIP, Noodle.

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So we bought a new one today, after burying Noodle in the backyard. This one seems much more energetic, and it's wider too! Everyone's calling it Chunky M&N (for Chunky, Marshmallow and Noodles), but I'm probably just gonna call her Junky. It was a name me and Mom thought of taking her home, and I'm probably gonna stick to it.

Let's hope she's gonna live longer than a week.

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DO NOT BUY PETS FROM PETCO!!! Mom and my sister saw a dead mouse in one of their cages once, and told one of the guys that worked there, and he just walked off and, the whole time Mom and Rachel were there, nothing was done about the dead mouse. Also, all four of the dwarf hamsters we bought there all died within a few months of buying them.

So. PetCo. Bad. Don't buy animals from there.

Okay's'ka?