This is a post from 2014 when very few friends knew about us so I thought I’d let everyone see how Kali viewed me back when I was a kitten and she was my role model.
I was a tiny wee kit when I came to live here. I knew just about zip. I learned a lot from Kali because my bio mom didn’t have the time to teach me the little niceties in life before she died.
The first lie that Kali told me involved dry kibble. I had never had it before and didn’t know what to do with it. I was so young that my little teeth hadn’t developed enough. When mom thought the time was right she introduced it to my diet. I looked at it and looked at mom. Kali told me the hard little kibble was for playing hockey. If, I threw everything out of the bowl….I’d get a surprise! I guess she was right but it wasn’t the type of surprise I was hoping for. I ran and hid as mom was not impressed.
As a young’un I watched Kali so closely…I wanted to be just like her. Kali always pawed at her water before she drank it. So I figured I’d do that too….must be a reason why she’s doing it. Kali said I must never do that again because I would get web paws. She didn’t have web paws. Why would I get webbed paws? She told me it was because I was still growing and it could go either way….webbed paws and quack or paws and meow. When I get older I can paw as much water as I wanted but for now, better safe than sorry. I checked my paws everyday for signs of webbing and my voice for the slightest quack in my meow.
Kali told me the normal lies….like she caught the red dot but threw it away because it was more fun to chase it. That lie I wasn’t buying. Kali was way too slow to catch the red dot.
Mom has a walker that Kali has adopted as her own. I wanted to ride on the walker and have mom push me around the house. Kali did not like this idea at all and told me I would catch fire and explode if I tried to touch her on the walker. Cwap I was gullible! I decided to try this theory out.
Well, I didn’t catch fire and explode! I was starting to think Kali was full of fertilizer. The final straw came when I was headed out to get fixed so I wouldn’t have kittens.. Kali hollered….”You better hide your Tinkler with your paw because if the vet sees a hole he’ll stitch it up!” Oh no! I cried all the way to the vet. Then I cried all the way back home again…I hurt and was all groggy. You know what….I could tinkle! My sister is full of it and I don’t mean sunshine.
There you have it…my sister’s idea of fun when I was trying so hard to learn.