I have not told you anything because I am very mad at Mom. Not about my live snake any more, about a bunch of other things.

On the day that was Thursday, the big man had to go to the hospital to get the rocks out of his belly called kidney stones. I was very glad because I am tired of the big man whining and crying about the rocks in his belly called kidney stones. They fixed him at the hospital and Mom brought him home.

We had fun staying at home on the day that was Friday. I took 3 naps and Mom and the big man just stayed home. I thought everything was just fine.

Then on the day that was Saturday, Mom got up and said we have a project. I don't like projects, every time we get one, our house gets to be in a big mess and I have to do lots of chores. So I was a little mad about Mom getting us a project. Then Mom said the big man was going away on a boys weekend. I asked Mom to please pack my cat treats so I could take them. She asked where I thought I was going and I told her I was a boy and I was going with the big man on the boys weekend. She said I could not go, that cats did not go on boys weekends. That is not fair! I never get to go anywhere! I am a boy! I want to go on a boys weekend!

Mom made me stay home and have a project with her. She sprayed water on the walls in the dining room and said loud words I am not allowed to say and tore the walls off! She did! She tore them off and threw them in the floor in little pieces! Our dining room was a big mess. Mom says we are going to paint the dining room the same color as stop signs, just like our kitchen. I was not happy about this because me and Mom had to work a lot and we did not get finished.

Then something really bad happened and I am not speaking to Mom about it. She went to somebody's house and stayed until bedtime. I was already out prowling so I did not come in when she got home. When I came in the next morning, I knew something was not right. Then I saw it.

A kitten! I do not like kittens! I do not want kittens in my house! I am very mad at Mom. We do not need a kitten in our house. Mom already has a cat-ME-she does not need another one.

The kitten is little and it tries to fight me and I have to hiss at it all the time. It bothers Mom's stuff and it poos in the house in a box with sand in it. And it is a girl. I do not like girls!

Mom got mad at me for hissing at the kitten and she sprayed me with the water bottle. She let the kitten eat out of my cool cat food bowl and she let the kitten sit in her lap and get petted. I do not like the kitten.

Mom told me to stop being a mean cat and play with the kitty, it is my new little sister. I did not ask for a little sister cat and I do not want one. Mom told me if I did not act nice and play with my new kitten, that I could not have any more cat treats. She is a mean Mom! I am going to run away!

I emailed my friends Ink, Sammie and Lucy and asked them what to do about this new problem I have with a new kitten. I found out that Sammie has a MySpace page and she is making friends with stupid dogs. I want a MySpace page! Mom will not let me have one! She says cats get in trouble on MySpace! Sammie is not in trouble!

I have the meanest Mom ever. I am going to ask the people kids Julie and Justin what to do about it because she was a very mean Mom to them too. They moved to their own houses. Maybe I need to move to my own house where there will not be little kittens, I can go on boys weekends if I want to and I can have a MySpace page. I would not get any projects either because I would be too busy making new friends on MySpace because everybody wants cool friends and I am a cool cat.