Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #7
I. Am. So. Bored.
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Animals
Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #6
Mother and I have a disagreement about this blog series. After all, it’s titled Moving Diary, but we aren’t going anywhere. Are we? We appear to be settled in high-rise city life, indefinitely.
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The Floating Cows of Rotterdam
If you’ve ever dreamed of spending your days on a boat, cruising a river, you might envy 32 cows in the Netherlands.
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Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #5
I’ve been busy, dear readers, applying my fur to every square inch of this generously-sized apartment. The carpet is a cat-hair-hiding beige, but there’s also a large, dark rug to roll on. It is my personal goal that eventually each piece of this rented domicile will experience the joy of my spiky hair.
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Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #4
My usual sense of careless joy deteriorated into a sense of ennui the likes of which no feline before me has ever had to endure. But, dear readers, I am nothing if not resilient. Things seemed to improve and my disposition experienced a boost along with them.
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Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #3
There is nothing left in this house except the things that belong to me. My scratching post that looks like a bent toilet brush, my basket of toys and brushes. Best of all, my fuzzy, puffy pouf and of course, my food. I must face the fact that we are camping now. The furniture upon which I leave my fur is now but a memory. These humans cannot be reasoned with. Take note of my facial expression. This air mattress has no give!
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Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #2
My world is upside down, and not just because my belly is in the air in hopes of inspiring a tummy rub. The humans previously referred to as Father and Mother are nearly unrecognizable. They run past me in a blur of cardboard and crumpled paper, muttering to themselves and each other about not forgetting this or that. But the ultimate horror befell me this week. An occurrence so frightening that I dared not even consider its possibility. I will never get over it.
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Miss Sugar’s Moving Diary – Entry #1
My humans have been more active than usual. On more than one tiresome occasion, I’ve been forced to summon them with my loudest wail, to remind them to submit to my whims: brushing, petting, feeding and general adoration.
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Cat People
This is not a time to go shopping for house stuff. When we’re about to pack it all up and we don’t even know where we’ll live between homes, adding to the cupboards isn’t advisable. But what about the walls?
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Anti-Socializing
Does it ever feel like the noise is too much? Not the actual noise, the noise made by social media.
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Skipping the Sanctuary
I don’t remember how I came to know about Barn Sanctuary in Chelsea, Michigan, but even though I’m a meat eater, I’m a fan of what they do. When I first followed them on Twitter, their fan base was in the hundreds. Now they’re closing in on 30,000 followers.
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