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  <title>Eris Raven</title>
  <subtitle>Eris Raven</subtitle>
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    <name>Eris Raven</name>
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  <updated>2004-07-20T19:56:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:8648</id>
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    <title>Nobody loves me.</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T19:56:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T19:56:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I say this because I've been begging for squishy food all morning and no one's giving any to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just roll on the floor and cry about it now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:8341</id>
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    <title>This sucks.</title>
    <published>2004-05-30T08:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-30T08:20:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been staying in &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_azurelunatic' lj:user='azurelunatic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;azurelunatic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s den. She hasn't been letting me go out. I haven't gotten to play with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in days. All because I peed on some stuff! Honestly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_azurelunatic' lj:user='azurelunatic' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;azurelunatic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been saying something about "decatting". &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said through the door that I am not going to like it. He said his balls disappeared when that happened to him. I wish they hadn't. Then he might screw me. I'm sick of not getting any action.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:8015</id>
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    <title>New Neighbor</title>
    <published>2004-05-16T15:09:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-16T15:09:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was sitting looking, when suddenly &lt;b&gt;WHAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SCREECH&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I climbed back up behind the blinds to look, it was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loony chased me into the living room, and &lt;i&gt;there she was&lt;/i&gt;. She hit the glass door. I hit the glass door. She yowled. I yowled. We hissed. I hissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, when I came back out, she wasn't there anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's about my size, but all black and brown and fluffy and she's got really long, long fur. It looks like it's got mud in it. I bet she gets &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; hairballs. I hope she does, too.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:7825</id>
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    <title>snuggles &amp; exercise</title>
    <published>2003-12-20T19:57:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-20T19:57:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I snuggled up next to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_votania' lj:user='votania' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;votania&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night to get petted. I think she actually might not try to eat me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wanted to see what there was on top of that nice cave in Mommy's den. So, I decided to climb. Mommy hasn't been chopping my claws off lately, so I was able to sink my pitons into some of that dangling fabric she keeps in that cave in her lair. She turned around and saw me and yelled. I guess I wasn't supposed to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try it sometime when she isn't here.</content>
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    <title>Scary Wooden Monsters</title>
    <published>2003-12-20T01:10:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-20T01:10:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A few days ago something scary happened to me! I was playing in the room with the food and the water, my part of Mommy's room, and I was poking around with my nose. I poked and poked, and I made a hole open up! So I went inside, and then the hole closed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I banged and banged until I woke up Mommy. She cussed at me, then came over to make me go Out. Then she realized I was trapped! So she opened that hole (it's where she stores the soft things) and I ran out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said something, it was sort of like "[mumble] cat in the [mumble mumble] cupboard at four the [mumble] o'clock in the [mumble] morning!"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:7298</id>
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    <title>Loud!</title>
    <published>2003-11-01T09:32:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-01T09:32:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There was loud here today. First, there was stuff being moved around yesterday, and loud happening. All the best hiding places got stuff done to them. And there were nasty smells and new things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today, there was more loud and more new smells, and then there was REALLY a lot of loud, because more people came in. I went and sat under Aunt &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_votania' lj:user='votania' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;votania&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s bed because it was loud and Mommy's room had lots of loud in it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the loud is all gone. Maybe it's safe to come out now. But Aunt &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_votania' lj:user='votania' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://votania.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;votania&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has made it so the door won't come open. So I guess I'll run on &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_marxdarx' lj:user='marxdarx' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://marxdarx.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://marxdarx.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;marxdarx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s face in a few hours.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:7124</id>
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    <title>Bad Mommy!</title>
    <published>2003-10-28T03:12:49Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-28T03:12:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy is home. About time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants me to come over to her so she can pet me and give me earscritches. Bad Mommy went away and stayed away for too long. I will not come over there. I will not let her give me earscritches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will go and barf on something else.</content>
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    <title>*whine*</title>
    <published>2003-10-07T23:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-07T23:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't even care what &lt;i&gt;species&lt;/i&gt; you are, just &lt;i&gt;pet&lt;/i&gt; me!</content>
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    <title>Cautious</title>
    <published>2003-10-05T08:59:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-05T08:59:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy picked me up and put me in that WATER a few days ago. Should I let her pet me again? She's all wet right now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:6381</id>
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    <title>Just because I'm a Queen means you should treat me like one.</title>
    <published>2003-09-24T08:24:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-24T08:24:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*sigh* No nookie. No kittens. I'm done with the meowling and rolling around on the floor. That's it for this time. Maybe I'll get some next time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:5373</id>
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    <title>Dumb shammash.</title>
    <published>2003-09-22T23:01:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-22T23:01:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was sitting with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the little human's bed, and we were playing. I was poking my butt at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so he'd get the hint. But all he wanted to do was play like kittens, not like grown-up cats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he retarded or something?</content>
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    <title>eris_raven @ 2003-09-22T01:32:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-22T08:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-22T08:22:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy clipped my nails! And she's not coming to bed! Mean Mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, she gave me a treat after she clipped my nails, so I guess she's OK. And she does pet me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tells me that I used to peck the treats out of her hand and drop them on the floor to eat them last time, and that she guesses nothing much has changed. Mommy's so silly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eris_raven:4748</id>
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    <title>Mommy's nuts, but I love her anyway.</title>
    <published>2003-09-04T17:03:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-04T17:03:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy hissed at me this morning for playing with the cool stuff she'd left right where I could bat at it. I was having fun pushing around the little round flat things that made such a cool noise, and even more fun with that thing that was all these beads on a metal string. I don't see why she left them right there if she didn't want me playing with them. Why doesn't she want to share her toys? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I woke her up. I don't see how. I was just playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she picks me up by the back of my neck and just looks at me, then sets me down and pets me. I keep purring. I'm not a baby anymore, and that doesn't make me cry. But I wish she wouldn't pick me up and trap me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she gives me scraps when she's eating something. It's not fair. All the time I either have crunchy food or squishy food, the same thing each time, and she gets to eat all sorts of things! She did share some stuff, though, and I licked that up out of her paw before putting it down on her sleeping-place to munch on.</content>
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    <title>eris_raven @ 2003-08-27T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2003-08-28T00:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-28T00:06:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Joy of eating rice from a trusted, loving hand</content>
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    <title>Water</title>
    <published>2003-08-27T18:26:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-27T18:26:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I suppose it isn't all evil after all. Mommy has water in her hair this morning, and it's going &lt;i&gt;drip... drip... drip... &lt;/i&gt; down her back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm catching the drops with my paws. Sometimes she jumps. It's fun.</content>
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    <title>Humans confuse me.</title>
    <published>2003-07-17T10:07:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-17T10:07:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why does Mommy say, "Thank you for showing your appreciation" in that tone of voice that says she doesn't mean it after she sees me get a drink from that big white thing with the fresh clean water inside that's in the room with my &lt;i&gt;siss&lt;/i&gt;-box?</content>
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    <title>Snuggles</title>
    <published>2003-06-08T09:10:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-08T09:10:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Crawled up on Mommy's lap, because Mommy was petting me. She was playing with that thing with all the buttons, so I put my hand on it to see what it did. Mommy hissed at me and set me on her shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy does pet well, though.</content>
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    <title>Scratching</title>
    <published>2003-06-03T00:14:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-03T00:14:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, a good thing and a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy got me something new to scratch! She got new floor-fur for the floor by the door to her lair. That's nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, she yelled at me for scratching those things she wears on her lower paws! Meanie.</content>
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    <title>Males. I swear.</title>
    <published>2003-05-26T03:01:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-26T03:01:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was wrestling with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this morning, like we always do. It's always fun, but this time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the floor, and he was lying on top of me, chewing on my neck... ohhhh. Does he not know what he's doing or something? I don't think that bumping my butt up at him was exactly &lt;i&gt;unsubtle&lt;/i&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't. He didn't he didn't he didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that tom!</content>
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    <title>Oh, wow. Exciting!</title>
    <published>2003-05-24T08:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-24T08:52:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">These have been an exciting few days. First, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found a new toy! It was black and it moved. It was really small. It was moving around on the carpet and we were swatting at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said it was a fly, and called him a Mighty Hunter and a Good Boy. I wanna be a Mighty Hunter. How do I get to be one too? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, Mommy brought home this biiiiig bag. It's as tall as I am when I stand up! It rustled and it smelled good, but there was no way to get in! So we chewed on it for a while. Food came out! It was yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mommy yelled at us. She called me a little bitch, and asked if she could even leave us alone for twenty minutes unsupervised.</content>
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    <title>eris_raven @ 2003-05-10T09:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-10T16:19:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I don't think Mommy's being nice when she says, "Keep your claws out of the carpet, bitch," even if she is smiling.</content>
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    <title>Ow, my *ears*!</title>
    <published>2003-05-07T06:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-07T06:02:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy was bent over the high wet thing, doing something to her fangs. She wasn't petting me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stood up tall on my back feet and put my front paws on her, to get her attention, and maybe, if I could hook my claws into that stuff covering her, maybe climb up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mommy screamed! She didn't yell my name, or "No!" or "Bad!" or "CAT!!!" like she usually does, she just shrieked!! So I ran out of there as fast as I could, because it sounded like she found a ghost that wasn't a friend like my sister Aurora.</content>
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    <title>Toys!</title>
    <published>2003-04-18T16:37:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-18T16:37:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy has something new for me to play with in her room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's little, it's black, and it's really fast and hard to catch, and it goes up higher than I can jump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will catch it!</content>
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    <title>Yummies!</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T08:25:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-11T08:25:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mommy went out, and she came back with a great big brown rustly thing full of things. She opened up one of the things, and pulled out some stuff that looked like food. It looked like food, and it smelled like food, and she gave one to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and tossed one to me. &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ate his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, while I was still poking my nose at mine, he nosed me away from mine and ate it too! So Mommy pulled out another one for me. I looked at it, but then there was &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his big ol' nose again, and he crunched it down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm in my room with Mommy, she gave me some more! All for me! She gave me one, and I sniffed it for a while, then crunched on it. Yum! And then she gave me another one, and I crunched that one down very fast. Then she held another one on her hand, and I thought about it for a while, and then I ate that one, too. I think my whiskers tickled her hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is nice. When she's not washing me. Or catching me and holding me still near loud people that I don't know.</content>
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    <title>This is just messed up.</title>
    <published>2003-03-22T18:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-22T18:54:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My tail is so fun to play with! I run after it, and it always runs away from me, and then I pounce on it! But Mommy says I may not do that on her soft place when she's lying there, even if the sun is already up. How mean is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went and chased my tail by the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I help it if I kept crashing into the door? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mommy opened the door and kicked me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started playing tussle with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shammash' lj:user='shammash' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shammash.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shammash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; fault he slammed us into the door! I was just playing! He's so big, I can't help it if he pushes me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm grounded from catnip.</content>
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