A lot of things have changed around here since I last got to write on here. It’s been very confusing. I’m just a kitten, and I’m not sure I understand it all. I knew my sister Amber wasn’t feeling well. The way I knew that was that she didn’t hiss and growl at me when I harassed her. Mom said to leave her alone, but I kept trying – I just wanted her to play with me! I thought she’d feel better for sure if she would just play with me!
Then one morning, Mom put Amber in a carrier, and took her away. Mom was gone all day, too, and when she finally came home that evening, Amber wasn’t with her, and Mom was really upset. I didn’t understand why Amber didn’t come back with her. Mom said something about Amber being very sick, and having to be in the hospital so she could get better. I didn’t really understand what any of that meant, I just knew Mom was upset, and I wanted her to be happy. So I did the best I could to amuse her, doing my usual kitten things, and that night, I stayed in bed with her all night long for the first time. I think she liked that.
Amber didn’t come back the next day and the next, and I got used to having Mom to myself. I actually kind of liked it. Even though it was a little boring not having Amber here to taunt and harass, it was nice to have Mom’s undivided attention. I showed Mom that I liked it by purring for her, and rolling around on the floor so she’d pet me. I could tell that it pleased Mom when I did that, for those moments, it seemed like she felt a little better. But I could tell that most of the time, she was really worried and scared. I wish she’d explained more to me what was going on, but I guess it was just too hard for her. I just tried to be my normal kitten self, and tried to make her smile.
Then Amber finally came home. I was excited! But something wasn’t right. Amber wasn’t in a carrier, Mom was just carrying her in a blanket. I thought Mom would be happy to have Amber home, but she seemed really sad. I may just be a kitten, but I do pick up on Mom’s energy. Amber walked around the house a bit, and when she got close enough to me so I could catch a whiff of her scent, I couldn’t believe my nose. Pew, did she stink! She didn’t smell like the Amber I remembered! She had a really weird smell, like she’d been to a place where bad things happen to kitties. I hissed and growled at her. That upset Mom so badly that she put me in a separate room with my toys, litter box and water bowl. I didn’t understand at all. I hadn’t done anything wrong! But it was okay, the room had big windows and I spent my time in there watching the birds and squirrels outside. Even though I’m just a kitten, I knew something was really wrong, or else Mom wouldn’t have locked me away, and so I made the most of it.
When Mom let me out of the room a couple of hours later, Amber was just lying on the loveseat and not moving at all, not even when I bopped her on the head. Mom was crying. She said something about Amber being gone, but I didn’t understand what that meant. I’m just a kitten. All I knew was that Mom was really really sad, and I hated that. The next day, Amber disappeared again. She hasn’t come back, and Mom has been sad ever since.
I guess it’s up to me now to take care of Mom. That’s a pretty big job for a kitten who still needs to be taken care of herself, but I think I’m up for it. I’m managing to coax smiles out of her every once in a while. I like it when Mom smiles! I’ve heard her say to someone that I’ve become “much more affectionate” since Amber left. I don’t really know what that means, all I know is that I’m starting to get more comfortable in my new home, and around my Mom, and it’s easier for me to let her pet me for longer periods of time, and to sleep with her in bed all night long. I think she likes that.
One thing I really love is all the different names Mom has for me. She calls me Allie, Allegrina, Legra-Girl, Leggy and more. One name she calls me a lot is “Allegrano.” Her voice always gets louder than normal when she calls me that. Whenever she calls me all the other names, she sounds really sweet and loving. I’m a pretty smart kitten, and I don’t think it’s a good thing when she calls me “Allegrano” in that tone of voice. It makes no sense to me, though. I really don’t understand why it’s not okay for me to eat stuff off of Mom’s plate, or to bite her hand when I’ve had enough of her petting me, or to attack her ankles when she walks down the hall. I’m just being a kitten – those things are fun! But I’m trying to learn – I want to make Mom happy. And she’s a really cool Mom – she plays lots of games with me! The other day, she came home with this huge feather. I know what feathers, are, they come off of birds, but I can’t even imagine the size of the bird that feather came off of! Mom took a video of me playing with it:
Anyway – that’s what’s happening in my world and….oh – sorry, gotta go. Big squirrel sitting on the deck outside. BIG squirrel. Really huge. Wow! I could take him!!! I know I could!