March of '96 - August of '97 Columbus, Ohio

My first home was one room of fun after another. Then again, everything's fun when you're still a pup. Now that I'm older, I realize I'd go nuts there because I wasn't able to go outside. Hmmm, I remember another master there as well, yet haven't seen her since... I wonder what happened. It was here I was introduced to my first enemy: Sabrina. Hmmm, what happened to her? Wow. Anyway, good memories of my first home...and is that a kick ass vertical leap or what?

Well, I started getting fat...and I mean REALLY fat. Don't know why, but I knew how to change that. Cry incessently for 6 straight months, until A-Dog let me become an outdoor cat. Sabrina came with me, but soon she got so annoying, I couldn't stand her anymore. They apparently left her here as well when we moved yet again 2 years later. The majority of my life was spent at this home, and I must say - A-Dog enjoyed it. I must've had 20 new moms in the time we lived there. The last one has followed us around the most though, so I think she's staying.

September of '97 - July '99 Columbus, Ohio

August of '99 - December '99 Canal Winchester, Ohio

The quintessential "shit" of all living experiences for me. That's a good thing by the way. There were more mice and little rodents to catch than any of my homes. A-Dog slit a hole in the screen which allowed me to go in and out of the apartment at will. That equalled a total of 14 mice, 4 birds, 3 chipmunks and 1 baby rabbit in 5 months. They were so happy with me. This home was right next to a HUGE farm and I swear I could run for days and find all sorts of things. I've never been happier. Unfortunately, it's also the shortest amount of time I've ever lived in one place.

Welcome to my winter of discontent. They put me in a car for 4 days. When we finally got out, it was no longer winter. Unfortunately I was no longer allowed outside. I eventually talked them into letting me out, and had a relatively good time, but I swear there is nothing to catch in this new "Summerland". And inside that apartment was so ungodly hot, I could barely stand it. Do they realize I have fur? Have they come to grips with this? I have never felt heat like this. Then of course, right when I start getting used to it, they move me again. But as long as we weren't moving to THE SUN, anything was better than here. Oh, and can you find me in this picture? It's like "Where's Waldo"...

January of '00 - July '00 Canoga Park, California

August of '00 - Present Sherman Oaks, California

So now I'm here, and I'm absolutely miserable. Even "outside" isn't fun anymore, because there's nothing to do. Nothing to catch...nothing. Did find one bird! But that's it. Then to top it all off: Bob. They bring another cat into MY TERRITORY. So take my misery level and multiply it a few times. I can only pray we move pretty soon and they forget Bob like they forgot Sabrina. At this moment, THAT is my dream.