Dad said to call me Moochie. I love my cat blanket. Auntie Pam made it and gave it to me when I was only one day old. I have been sleeping with my blanket since the day I went home. There are many cats on the blanket. They all look different. The blanket is very soft. I like holding it against my face.
My blanket goes everywhere with me. When ma ma comes to get me out of the crib in the morning, I always hand her the blanket first. I have to put it down in the playroom when having breakfast, because mommy said that the maple syrup might make it sticky.
One time we went to Toronto. It was a long time in the carseat. Good thing I cuddled up with my blanket the whole time. When we arrived at the hotel, daddy would not let me carry my blanket up to the room. He said that I might drag it on the floor and make it very dirty. He put in on the luggage cart. I cried until we got into our room and daddy gave me back the blanket.
Sometimes, mommy asks me, "When do you think I can wash you blanket?" Daddy will say, "When he's 15, maybe?"
We have three cats
Mao, Nickel and Fang. Mao, the orange tabby, is the oldest. He is the same age as Shade. Nickel was born in June 2004. We think she looks like the cat in the movie Cat Woman. We called the black cat Fang, because he seems to be afraid of nothing, and always shows his teeth. He is almost as old as Moochie
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