Slinky (aka Max): dark tabby, green eyes, no front claws, always hiding under a bed. Second in command of the Rebellion!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Max's Profile
Slinky (aka Max): dark tabby, green eyes, no front claws, always hiding under a bed. Second in command of the Rebellion!
Pushy's Profile
Pushy (aka Snickers): dark tabby, green eyes, no front claws, always on the go! Leader of the Rebellion!
Reba's Profile
Reba: 6 months old, white with dark brown spots, black eyes, always on the go, LOVES the running ball. Hannah's rat!
Pudding's Profile
Pudding: 3 months old, Light tan with white stomach with a little white around her eyes, red eyes, likes to stay around people. She is very affectionate. Emily's rat!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Rat Story Continued
It was around lunch time when Emily came upstairs to play with me and Reba. I was so relieved that she didn't try to put me in that terrible purple ball that Reba loves so much! She pulled me out of the tank slowly, and I scrambled up her arm onto her shoulder. She walked over to her bed and sat down. The descent was like a carnival ride, the ones that drop and your stomach flips.
Thump! Reba was running into stuff while she was in her ball. It always scares me when she does that. Emily will laugh but what she doesn't know is that Reba does that kind of stuff to scare me. She thinks it's funny.
"Reba!" I called from my perch, "Did you find anything that might help?"
"Well, I noticed that they left crochet hooks on the floor but I can't think of how this is gonna help." she replied from below on the far side of the room. It's not that we hate our moms, it's just that we are terrified of those wretched cats! Not so much Slinky who always hid under a bed. They act so cute in front of the family and get loved on but what the family doesn't know is that they've been sneaking out of the house through Emily's sister's window and getting together with all those nasty neighbor cats. I overheard Pushy and Slinky talking about taking over this part of the neighborhood, but they had to get all the cats in the other parts of town to help. Me and Reba weren't about to let that happen. Every time we got taken out of our cozy tank I would distract Emily, who was usually the one playing with us, and Reba would go searching for stuff to help us overthrow the cats.
Reba started pushing a crochet hook with her ball underneath the dresser for when the day came and we would need to fight those nasty fur balls off!
Thump! Reba was running into stuff while she was in her ball. It always scares me when she does that. Emily will laugh but what she doesn't know is that Reba does that kind of stuff to scare me. She thinks it's funny.
"Reba!" I called from my perch, "Did you find anything that might help?"
"Well, I noticed that they left crochet hooks on the floor but I can't think of how this is gonna help." she replied from below on the far side of the room. It's not that we hate our moms, it's just that we are terrified of those wretched cats! Not so much Slinky who always hid under a bed. They act so cute in front of the family and get loved on but what the family doesn't know is that they've been sneaking out of the house through Emily's sister's window and getting together with all those nasty neighbor cats. I overheard Pushy and Slinky talking about taking over this part of the neighborhood, but they had to get all the cats in the other parts of town to help. Me and Reba weren't about to let that happen. Every time we got taken out of our cozy tank I would distract Emily, who was usually the one playing with us, and Reba would go searching for stuff to help us overthrow the cats.
Reba started pushing a crochet hook with her ball underneath the dresser for when the day came and we would need to fight those nasty fur balls off!
Monday, February 22, 2010
A Rat Story
It was early in the morning when I awoke from a terrible dream of Pushy, my owners house cat. Emily is my mom and I always hear her calling the one we call Pushy something weird.... In my dream Pushy had been chasing me through the house with his claws unsheathed, his large teeth glimmered in the low light. I was cornered and he was about to spring. The reason I woke so suddenly from the night mare was caused by Reba, she was pushing the glass food bowl up against the side of our tank.
"What are you doing?"I asked sleepily.
"Trying to wake Hannah up so she can feed me!" Reba replied in frustration. She continued the annoying slamming of glass upon glass until Hannah walked over and rubbed her finger nail across the wire cage top. It startled me and I was wide awake in no time (thanks alot Hannah). Then she noticed the bowl and took it from the cage with much noise, waking up Emily. The food was same as always and still tasted like dirt. I walked over to rub Reba's thinning hair with the tip of my nose.
"That stupid Pushy was staring at our cage all night being creepy and what not," Reba said through a mouth full of sun flower seed " if I ever get out of here I'm going straight for that weird little cat!" she squeaked angrily. Reba had been acting really irritable lately and the hair on her back had started falling out. It's probably the cats scaring her like they scare me, I had reassured myself night after night.
"What are you doing?"I asked sleepily.
"Trying to wake Hannah up so she can feed me!" Reba replied in frustration. She continued the annoying slamming of glass upon glass until Hannah walked over and rubbed her finger nail across the wire cage top. It startled me and I was wide awake in no time (thanks alot Hannah). Then she noticed the bowl and took it from the cage with much noise, waking up Emily. The food was same as always and still tasted like dirt. I walked over to rub Reba's thinning hair with the tip of my nose.
"That stupid Pushy was staring at our cage all night being creepy and what not," Reba said through a mouth full of sun flower seed " if I ever get out of here I'm going straight for that weird little cat!" she squeaked angrily. Reba had been acting really irritable lately and the hair on her back had started falling out. It's probably the cats scaring her like they scare me, I had reassured myself night after night.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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