<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011</id><updated>2012-01-10T22:13:47.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbie The Cat Has A Posse</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi my name is Abbie and I am a cat and I am writing all about me and the other cat and the people in this place.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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shadows and the sun&lt;br /&gt;good fellow this time too&lt;br /&gt;well most of us are goodonce were gone&lt;br /&gt;the bad parts go away because who Wants to think about them anwyay&lt;br /&gt;others I guess its just good they are gone&lt;br /&gt;and we leave it at that&lt;br /&gt;I never knew any of them personaly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everynow and then I ithink I see the other cat&lt;br /&gt;where she would be&lt;br /&gt;I dont need to tell you where those spots are because you know wherethey are&lt;br /&gt;they are where she Would be&lt;br /&gt;and somet imes when I am just dozing off&lt;br /&gt;I swear I hears it&lt;br /&gt;she says hey sleepyface wake up theres a mouse &lt;br /&gt;practically RUnning upt o you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usualy I get up and the mouse is there&lt;br /&gt;and then it is on&lt;br /&gt;because if I go back to sleep I Probably wouldnt hear the end of it&lt;br /&gt;sheesh look at him just ignorin his duties&lt;br /&gt;someone oughta keelhaul you slacker&lt;br /&gt;etcetera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is just a litle bit jealous&lt;br /&gt;because I have lived nearly Twice as long as she&lt;br /&gt;well lemme tell you sister it aint ALways been a bed of roses that extra time&lt;br /&gt;some of that EXtra time was spent growing older and slower and crankier&lt;br /&gt;who knew&lt;br /&gt;anwyay I willbe gone some day and then what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill tell you what&lt;br /&gt;if she asks me then how I SAPent all my extra time&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna say well you oughta know cause YOu were there bugging me for most o fit&lt;br /&gt;we doze off a lot as a general rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cats also dont waste too much time as a generaul rule ewither&lt;br /&gt;theres a cat saying&lt;br /&gt;time wasted is still time spent&lt;br /&gt;you cant do anything else with time but spend it&lt;br /&gt;thats all I know about ecomonmics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started typing my stories ten and a HAlf years ago&lt;br /&gt;thats a mighty long time for a cat&lt;br /&gt;some keyboards were easiert o use than others&lt;br /&gt;anyway these stories are MINE&lt;br /&gt;spent my time you see and I got em in return&lt;br /&gt;and if the other saying you cant take it with you is true&lt;br /&gt;then they stya here when I am gone&lt;br /&gt;thats pretty good right&lt;br /&gt;the Internet doesnt do a very good job of forgetting sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I heard a Story once&lt;br /&gt;he said he heard it from another guy&lt;br /&gt;which was all about a King back in the day&lt;br /&gt;I Mean a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;and this king thought so much of himself that he put up a STatue of hismelf&lt;br /&gt;and it was big&lt;br /&gt;and on it he wrote man OH man look at how big I am&lt;br /&gt;and all of my stuff&lt;br /&gt;look at ALL OF MY STUFF&lt;br /&gt;only now there wasnt any Stuff to look ata nymore&lt;br /&gt;I tol dyou it had been a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;And the statue well it was pretty much gone But just the legs stayed&lt;br /&gt;also the part he wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I htink maybe he carved it instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwyay I think I sure do have one up on the king&lt;br /&gt;sure I like to talk about all my stuff&lt;br /&gt;but I already know Ive lost a bit of it&lt;br /&gt;do you think the old king ever figured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the stuff I lose ends up under the couch&lt;br /&gt;others just the shadows and the sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-2165826654521338179?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2165826654521338179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=2165826654521338179' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2165826654521338179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2165826654521338179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/heard-it-again-another-ones-walked-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-8823827239108077286</id><published>2011-10-26T08:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:20:07.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well you May be curious to know&lt;br /&gt;I have been learning how to drwaw comibooks&lt;br /&gt;theyre pretty tough to draw to be honest&lt;br /&gt;i am having a time of it with the pen&lt;br /&gt;they dont show you all the parts in the comic book&lt;br /&gt;where they didnt hold the pen right&lt;br /&gt;or they knokced the ink over by accident and it blotched on the Paper&lt;br /&gt;or they acidentally stepped on the paper before the inky dried and put prints all over the place&lt;br /&gt;there is a lot in comic books that can happen by Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofar I have not done a lot with superheros&lt;br /&gt;they are everywhere and anyway my superhero is a ninja and he was not in this story&lt;br /&gt;instead i decided to play a villin&lt;br /&gt;and batman is full of them&lt;br /&gt;so here is part of the comicbook I wrote about batman and me abbie the match he has met&lt;br /&gt;i figure even if i end up not drawrirng it then the instructions will help whoever it is do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title&lt;br /&gt;batman has met his match &lt;br /&gt;by ME abbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 1&lt;br /&gt;you see gotham city and all the poeple are sad&lt;br /&gt;the caption says "This is Gotham city and all the people are sad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 2&lt;br /&gt;you see people in gotham city being sad and they are also hungry (you have to draw them being hungry)&lt;br /&gt;the caption says "they are hungry but they have nothing to eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 3&lt;br /&gt;one of the sad people is saying "who took all the food we were going to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;word bubble: "Who took all the food we were going to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;the word bubble is coming from the sad person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 4&lt;br /&gt;this might be a big panel&lt;br /&gt;there is a SHAdowy Figure sitting in a big pile of stolen food. if it is TOo hard to draw you can make it crates labeled "FOOD"&lt;br /&gt;caption: "Who indeed, for hidden away deep is a Shadowy Figure who knows who did it!"&lt;br /&gt;other caption: "Meanwhile, in a secret hidden abandoned warehouse..."&lt;br /&gt;maybe also you could make the shadowy figure saying "ha ha ha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 5&lt;br /&gt;we are looking at the shadowy figure and he is dramatically walking into a light&lt;br /&gt;he is saying "I know who did it!"&lt;br /&gt;I guess yo uknow where the word bubbles go at this point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panel 6&lt;br /&gt;the shadowy figure is cheering in victory and he is standing in the light and not so shadowy anymore&lt;br /&gt;and it is ME in my super villin outfit&lt;br /&gt;I say "And the reason I know who did it is because I did it! I am THE MOOCH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then make big words saying "BEWARE... THE MOOCH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all I got so far in comic book form&lt;br /&gt;but the mooch is a most formidable enemy&lt;br /&gt;he is quick as lightning and can steal your food before you know you even want to eat it&lt;br /&gt;this part I ams aying now by the way doesnt go in the comic&lt;br /&gt;at least not this way&lt;br /&gt;also the batman people have not written me back saying whether or not they will use the mooch in all future batman stories&lt;br /&gt;so for now pretend im not fighting batman&lt;br /&gt;but instead another superhero&lt;br /&gt;and we are not in gotham city anymore we are in um&lt;br /&gt;rochester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-8823827239108077286?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8823827239108077286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=8823827239108077286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8823827239108077286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8823827239108077286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2011/10/well-you-may-be-curious-to-know-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-3752856193648920089</id><published>2011-05-01T03:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T03:54:19.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QWell would you liook who is the kIng&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;that is who&lt;br /&gt;because it has been my birthday&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;and now I am fourteen&lt;br /&gt;that is fourteen yeras&lt;br /&gt;and in cat years that is REGAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dont get around much as we used to&lt;br /&gt;we dont write much as we used to&lt;br /&gt;you slow down as you get older&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes thers just nOt much to write about&lt;br /&gt;today I slept&lt;br /&gt;and I woke up&lt;br /&gt;and I Used the LIterbox&lt;br /&gt;do you realy need me to exlaborate on That&lt;br /&gt;caus its pretty straightforward if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;you go in the box&lt;br /&gt;you do your tihing&lt;br /&gt;you clean up and go&lt;br /&gt;whAT MORE DO YOU NEED&lt;br /&gt;it dont become more interesting over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Had a fine birthday DInner tonight&lt;br /&gt;they brought fish back form the fish palce&lt;br /&gt;now here is something you mightk not know&lt;br /&gt;when you order fish from the pfish place&lt;br /&gt;you shouldnt say this is for a cats birthday&lt;br /&gt;because they will look at you funny&lt;br /&gt;and say whats the matter is our fish not good enough for people&lt;br /&gt;they are Proud these fishmongers&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;you order it saying This is for a dinner for people&lt;br /&gt;and Most Definitly not for cats&lt;br /&gt;no those cats will STay aAway&lt;br /&gt;we will make sure of it&lt;br /&gt;now bring out the FrRUITS of the SEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is how the DInner came to be for people but mostlyh for ME ABBIE&lt;br /&gt;and they came back and they ate it&lt;br /&gt;but I had a Sampling of everything&lt;br /&gt;it is called a bufet&lt;br /&gt;here is what I think of some fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAlmon is orange and tastes like salmon&lt;br /&gt;but if you look at a picture of a samon you see it is pink&lt;br /&gt;that is strange&lt;br /&gt;but bears lke salmon so its good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;you DOnot want to argue with a bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuna is pink and it tastses GOod&lt;br /&gt;but when you look at a tuna you see it is silver&lt;br /&gt;fish ar efull of mystery&lt;br /&gt;also vitamins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thers yellowtail&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen ap icture of one&lt;br /&gt;but judging from previous experience&lt;br /&gt;i would be Surprised if it actualy had a yellow tail&lt;br /&gt;you cant fool me three times over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all three though were Aplus eats&lt;br /&gt;WOuld eat again&lt;br /&gt;and Should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the by&lt;br /&gt;I wonderd what actual fish was silver&lt;br /&gt;so I Looked it up&lt;br /&gt;that SIlverfish aint no fish at all&lt;br /&gt;I just wrotethat to save you some time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-3752856193648920089?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3752856193648920089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=3752856193648920089' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3752856193648920089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3752856193648920089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2011/05/qwell-would-you-liook-who-is-king-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-1265926078217545433</id><published>2011-02-15T20:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:32:50.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has come to my Attention that some poeple do not know how to catch mice&lt;br /&gt;this Is ay is a travesty&lt;br /&gt;and I say this as the pre eminent mousecatgcher of his day&lt;br /&gt;I have caught more mice than there are stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;at least as many stars as I canc ount&lt;br /&gt;its been cloudy a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me take this oppoprtuntiy to share some iwisdom of the ages&lt;br /&gt;it comes passed down from cat to cat&lt;br /&gt;some cats dont get it though and they dont make good mousecatchers&lt;br /&gt;for instance there was this cat I knew&lt;br /&gt;she didnt care for mice one way or tother&lt;br /&gt;if she sa w one she would let it go&lt;br /&gt;live and let live she owuld say&lt;br /&gt;that mouse has done me no harm&lt;br /&gt;and anyway there are about fifty more improtant Things to do right now&lt;br /&gt;I once told her that was probably not the pIrate way &lt;br /&gt;an d I knew for a fact they did not like mice on their ship&lt;br /&gt;it was Bad LUck&lt;br /&gt;and she just pooh poohed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sh ould also mention that this cat &lt;br /&gt;this cat would not hesitate to take credit for a mouse I caught&lt;br /&gt;so much for live and let lieve&lt;br /&gt;anyawy that was a long time ago and history has proven me to be the victor&lt;br /&gt;another notch in the collar If you Will&lt;br /&gt;and you SHould&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heare are some rules for micecatching&lt;br /&gt;as given to me from cats who have gone befre&lt;br /&gt;Great Mousers they&lt;br /&gt;first you m uyst figure out where the mice are&lt;br /&gt;this is not as easy as it sounds&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of not being here all day I should say mice are usually found where there is food&lt;br /&gt;and so am I&lt;br /&gt;very handy you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next once you See where a mouse is it will oprobably go there again&lt;br /&gt;so you dont have to act right away&lt;br /&gt;it is better not to becaus you want to put them at ease&lt;br /&gt;make them think the house is theirs and they can run around all they awant&lt;br /&gt;else they will just hide where you cant get them&lt;br /&gt;to do ithis you must watch them but &lt;br /&gt;but be VEry still and Quiet&lt;br /&gt;you must gfool them into thinking you are Part of the scenery&lt;br /&gt;the wall or mayhbe the shadow&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it takes a while to wait&lt;br /&gt;but it is Worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is prety dstraight forward&lt;br /&gt;you cahase it and y ou catch it&lt;br /&gt;if it gts away then go back to the step where you are very quiet&lt;br /&gt;if you catch it hurray&lt;br /&gt;do as you PLease with it&lt;br /&gt;me I like to keep mine by my food sdish&lt;br /&gt;some cats like toeat their mice but honetstly they dont taste very good&lt;br /&gt;any cat who tells you otherwise is really porbably just folloiwing tradition&lt;br /&gt;Ive eaten a few in my time and only several were really Palatable&lt;br /&gt;it might depend on what they were eating ebeforehand&lt;br /&gt;I ate one once and I only ate half&lt;br /&gt;the REst I was saving for later onlyh it never got later enough for me to want to finihsh it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next part is hard for acat but bear with me here&lt;br /&gt;if someone gets rid of the mouse for you do not get upset&lt;br /&gt;even if they say sthings like oh a dead mouse how disgusting&lt;br /&gt;get it out of here before the hwole house gets a diseas&lt;br /&gt;listen buddy some VEry Helpful cat just did you a Favor&lt;br /&gt;the least you can do is tell them just ho wwell they did&lt;br /&gt;before tosing the mouse outside or in the trash&lt;br /&gt;or wherevr you put it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt me being upset&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;around here people undestrstand the vaulable service I provide&lt;br /&gt;and they say things like welld one ABbie&lt;br /&gt;yhou are a great mousecatcher&lt;br /&gt;here have a treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treats taste better than mice amnyway so it is all win win&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter what treat it is either&lt;br /&gt;so feel free to be Cretative and generous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-1265926078217545433?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-7661445187621843504</id><published>2010-11-24T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:18:14.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and now we Present&lt;br /&gt;that star of Stage and screen&lt;br /&gt;abbie G robinson&lt;br /&gt;in his gReatest role ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen see&lt;br /&gt;thisis My joint&lt;br /&gt;I'm the big cheese around here&lt;br /&gt;and I aint about to let&lt;br /&gt;no two bit punk&lt;br /&gt;muscle in on MY turf&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by theWAy in reality&lt;br /&gt;this mesage goes to the brazen varmint&lt;br /&gt;by the bowl outside&lt;br /&gt;he Knows who he is&lt;br /&gt;my Dialog was couresty gangster movies&lt;br /&gt; I Have been watching a lot of gangstermovies&lt;br /&gt;starringthat guy&lt;br /&gt;who WAs in gangster movies&lt;br /&gt;oh and that other guy was in it too sometimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-7661445187621843504?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7661445187621843504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=7661445187621843504' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/7661445187621843504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/7661445187621843504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-now-we-present-that-star-of-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-480525982021371487</id><published>2010-04-30T19:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T19:52:41.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today someone said hey abbie congratulations&lt;br /&gt;adn I said whatdid I do this time&lt;br /&gt;oh right it is my birthday&lt;br /&gt;so today I ma thirteen and in cat years that is VENERATED ELDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody is always talking about dog years and how Dogs are seven for every year&lt;br /&gt;for one dogs stole that from cats&lt;br /&gt;as usulal&lt;br /&gt;for two its not that simple but for tke sake of being easy lets just go with it&lt;br /&gt;cat years are differnet&lt;br /&gt;we have a calendar that is like years&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;its all in the mind&lt;br /&gt;and there arent too many names for months and stuff&lt;br /&gt;i mean I know what month it is and you know what month it is&lt;br /&gt;why waste names&lt;br /&gt;we dont even call it months so there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we name years&lt;br /&gt;there si another cat who has a birthday today&lt;br /&gt;but in cat years he is still a babby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it is getting to be my birthday time when the windows are open&lt;br /&gt;today I sat in the window sill and watched the backyard&lt;br /&gt;i have much to report for instance&lt;br /&gt;the squirrels have way too much freedom in those trees&lt;br /&gt;also there is a nerw fence&lt;br /&gt;and tols&lt;br /&gt;some are very loud and some just sound like hitting things&lt;br /&gt;people are making an awful lot of stuff out in the world&lt;br /&gt;i just like making a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you are wondering abot the cat calendar&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on where you have to sit for the sun&lt;br /&gt;thats how you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-480525982021371487?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/480525982021371487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=480525982021371487' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/480525982021371487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/480525982021371487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-someone-said-hey-abbie.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-4334031162525788985</id><published>2010-03-28T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:48:53.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking out the window at the very nice WSpring weather we are ahving&lt;br /&gt;many thingshappen on the street when you look&lt;br /&gt;they probably happen when you dont look too but you gotta look&lt;br /&gt;except for skunks&lt;br /&gt;skunks happen and you dont need to see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw someone i know running down the street&lt;br /&gt;running runnng running&lt;br /&gt;sasy I what are you doing all that running for&lt;br /&gt;you are not carrying any loot&lt;br /&gt;and you are not cahasing anything&lt;br /&gt;she says abbie I am practicing for amarathon&lt;br /&gt;well if that dont beat all&lt;br /&gt;do you know what aa marathon is&lt;br /&gt;i do now&lt;br /&gt;it is a big race but you cant use cars&lt;br /&gt;and it is a long way to run&lt;br /&gt;i once ran from the ktichen through the dinning room and into the windows room&lt;br /&gt;because a bird was outside&lt;br /&gt;then i ran up the stairs and let everybody know there was a bird outside&lt;br /&gt;and then i ran down the stairs and back into the windows room&lt;br /&gt;turns out thats not much of a marathon&lt;br /&gt;and when i got back the bird was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody runs around for different reasons i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-41629692308032078</id><published>2010-02-01T00:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:14:37.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS TO CERTIFY&lt;br /&gt;That on Sunday, January 31, 2010&lt;br /&gt;THE PARTY OF THE FIRST PART (heretofore referred to as ABBIE) did ask for, and did receive&lt;br /&gt;* A copious quantity of leftover brisket&lt;br /&gt;* New water in his water dish&lt;br /&gt;* Attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should, in the future, the PARTY OF THE FIRST PART (we mean ABBIE) make the following claims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That he has never been fed&lt;br /&gt;2. That he has never had new water in his bowl&lt;br /&gt;3. That he has never had brisket before in his life&lt;br /&gt;4. That nobody likes him, everybody hates him, guess he'll go eat worms&lt;br /&gt;5. (the list is not limited to the four above, any whine will do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE KNOWN TO ALL AND SUNDRY&lt;br /&gt;That these complaints are VICIOUS VICIOUS LIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So noted and recorded this First of February, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed: _____x______  (ME ABBie)&lt;br /&gt;Witnessed and Countersigned: ____y_____ (the guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional notes from the PARTY OF THE FIRST PART: THEy told me that If I wanted ANY piece of the Briskte I would have to SIgn this first so it is COmpletely Under Duress and should not be LEgal one bit oh wait did I mention I was supposed to get Briskte with this well I NEVER GOT IT so can I have some of yours huh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-41629692308032078?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-4857145208771412336</id><published>2010-01-22T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:41:12.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when I am sitting int he PUrple seat&lt;br /&gt;which is mine by the way&lt;br /&gt;it has my hair on it&lt;br /&gt;just so you dont sit there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I sit in the pUrple seat&lt;br /&gt;I am the archduk of everywheria&lt;br /&gt;and from here I sit&lt;br /&gt;watching my subjects Go by&lt;br /&gt;to and fro&lt;br /&gt;paying tribute&lt;br /&gt;it is Nice to watch&lt;br /&gt;and gives us something to do before the daily Feast in my honor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I sit on the table&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the plants&lt;br /&gt;and watch the squirels&lt;br /&gt;I am the interpid Explorer cornel Humphries&lt;br /&gt;and I am on the trail of the biggest game prize yet&lt;br /&gt;if I get lost it is okay&lt;br /&gt;I will eventually meet the doctor i presume&lt;br /&gt;or was it the other way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I sit on the couch&lt;br /&gt;i am just a cat&lt;br /&gt;some days that's pretty much as good as it gets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-4857145208771412336?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4857145208771412336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=4857145208771412336' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/4857145208771412336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and now i am SLeeker than ever and you cannot ever say oh hey there goes abbie the walking throw rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is good for now it is colder and I shall be growing a new rug as They say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I thought I should tkae the time and tell you all about Thanks giving because it is a very good time aorund here when it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all goes back to a very long time ago ah wen there these cats they called pilgrims &lt;br /&gt;they were Making a Pilgrimation from the land across the ocean to over here, which is across the ocean from oer there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked it up on GOggle maps it is all true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they Settled down and called the place NEw England so that nobody would confuse it with Regular England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and things were going okay for a while&lt;br /&gt;they were doing pretty good for themselves&lt;br /&gt;but then when winter came oh brother was It a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;dont ever do that if you have a chance by the wya&lt;br /&gt;if someone comes up to you and says Hey buddy wanna go to the New World and spend a winter there&lt;br /&gt;say No thank you I shall wait until after you have your Revolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so undersatndably when the time came for the next winter to roll around these cats were Pretty worried&lt;br /&gt;but then they got to tlaking with the Cats who had ALready Been Living there&lt;br /&gt;these cats by the way&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say&lt;br /&gt;they get the Short end of the stick by the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;I mean really unfair&lt;br /&gt;It's like when they put you in a SMall room and say&lt;br /&gt;oh Sorry Abbie but we have to use the dining room right now&lt;br /&gt;this fine sushi dinner just Isnt for the lieks of YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now take that&lt;br /&gt;and make it like a Million times even MOre unfair&lt;br /&gt;thats those cats&lt;br /&gt;I mean&lt;br /&gt;unliike Yours Truley&lt;br /&gt;they werent even doing anything Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but back in the Piligrims days these cats were doing pretty good for themselves&lt;br /&gt;they had COrn&lt;br /&gt;and it was called Maize&lt;br /&gt;but you could say corn if you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;and they said hey New Cats on the block&lt;br /&gt;here's maize which we think you will really like&lt;br /&gt;and when you Grow it then you can make all kinds of food&lt;br /&gt;and grow some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needles to say this made the pilgirms very happy&lt;br /&gt;as well as my ancestor Restaurant joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember Restauarnt joe&lt;br /&gt;theres a song about restauarnt joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway in those days he was known as Elder Restaurant JOseph&lt;br /&gt;I looked it up&lt;br /&gt;but I am going to still just call him Rest Joe from now on becaus the last time I told you about him I got REAlly SIck and tired of writing it aLL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Rest Joe he was part of the Pilgrimings and he piped up and he said well you know I have been wanting to make some fine food for everybodyt for a long time now only we have been running low on every ingredient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I bet that if we took what we got and shared it what with the Cats over there&lt;br /&gt;and use their maize corn too&lt;br /&gt;we can have our selves a feastt that cant be beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats just what they did, everybody got together and I guess they used a big kitchen&lt;br /&gt;and Rest Joe made all his favrite Specialties&lt;br /&gt;when you asked him if something was on the menu he said it is now&lt;br /&gt;and the other cats they stopped by and made their own stuff and stuffing&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty wild&lt;br /&gt;I bet they even had turnips&lt;br /&gt;Because they had a song about the meal&lt;br /&gt;and it went you can get anything you want at restaurant joe's restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Except for the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards when they were all full everybdoy took a nap&lt;br /&gt;but not before rest joe tapped his fork to his mug and said&lt;br /&gt;okay I want to thank everybody who came out and did their thing&lt;br /&gt;and helped put a lot of food on the table&lt;br /&gt;and I want to thank the other cats because they saw we Were in a FIx&lt;br /&gt;and there's a lot of other things to thank&lt;br /&gt;and I Bet you have a few in  your life too&lt;br /&gt;so think about that for a bit&lt;br /&gt;and then you can take a Nap because I know I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they slept for quit ea while and then they got up and ran around batting small rocks in to the goals&lt;br /&gt;all in all not bad a holiday for a first try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I Am awriting all this cause I got my own turkey dinner tonight&lt;br /&gt;WIth all the trimmings Thankyou very Much&lt;br /&gt;and that's a lot to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I am oging to take a nap&lt;br /&gt;the batting of the small rocks shall commence at oh 3:30 this A M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-5212889439831140927?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5212889439831140927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=5212889439831140927' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5212889439831140927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5212889439831140927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-being-thanksgiving-and-all-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-3095657649983939848</id><published>2009-08-15T20:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:20:10.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the Sqiurells are here again and boy are they ROwdy&lt;br /&gt;I dont suppose you know that squirels are very lively&lt;br /&gt;yes sometimes they are very entertaing and other times quite annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I Am bored it is time to watch the squirels eating&lt;br /&gt;and so they put a little bowl on the porch&lt;br /&gt;and inside the BOwl they put stuff that squrirels like to eat&lt;br /&gt;like stuff I wont eat&lt;br /&gt;and then the squirrels come and its a squirrel party for sure&lt;br /&gt;then the food is gone and they go away&lt;br /&gt;be with us next time for more of the squirrel show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night they got very carried away&lt;br /&gt;I woudl not be surprised if they had gotten into some bad acorns&lt;br /&gt;for they were very bad nuts&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing I say you are partying too hard&lt;br /&gt;no we are not says the squirrel we are having fun and whats wrong with that bud&lt;br /&gt;if this screen werent here says I you would all not be having a party right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on fellas said the squirrel this aint no place for the likes of us&lt;br /&gt;in fact all i sees here is one big square&lt;br /&gt;and thats when the squirels broke the bowl&lt;br /&gt;they tore up the little green bowl&lt;br /&gt;and off they ran with little green pieces of plastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;if thereis no bowl then where do you put the food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something tels me these squirels just partied themselves out of free meals&lt;br /&gt;and the squirrel show has been cancelled&lt;br /&gt;fame as They say is Fleeting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-3095657649983939848?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3095657649983939848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=3095657649983939848' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3095657649983939848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3095657649983939848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2009/08/sqiurells-are-here-again-and-boy-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-8409548039799691765</id><published>2009-04-22T22:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:08:22.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it IS sprting cleaning&lt;br /&gt;I got springed&lt;br /&gt;and cleaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun to play in the water&lt;br /&gt;he put me in a tub that is&lt;br /&gt;it is a blig blue tub&lt;br /&gt;that is MY TUB&lt;br /&gt;well I dont see anyone else using it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd now I look poisitively svelte&lt;br /&gt;whatkind of word is svelte&lt;br /&gt;it looks wrong&lt;br /&gt;you just mash keys on thekeyboard thats how you get that word&lt;br /&gt;I could do it with my eyes closd&lt;br /&gt;svlet&lt;br /&gt;how did I Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the By&lt;br /&gt;whats lavedner and why do theys ay I smell like it&lt;br /&gt;I smell like me but without the dust fromunder the bed&lt;br /&gt;time to goet more dust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-8409548039799691765?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8409548039799691765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=8409548039799691765' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8409548039799691765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8409548039799691765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-sprting-cleaning-i-got-springed.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-8587070212380012900</id><published>2009-02-01T14:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:24:00.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took a poll recently&lt;br /&gt;whiche was best&lt;br /&gt;breakfast&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;(or supper if you say that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the poll would not pick lunch to win&lt;br /&gt;it is not that we do not give this meal respect&lt;br /&gt;it is ujust that lunch is not very INspiring when it comes to eating&lt;br /&gt;there is your sandwich&lt;br /&gt;eat it&lt;br /&gt;if you don't then I will eat it&lt;br /&gt;but look &lt;br /&gt;I am not enjoying it as much as I cCOuld be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast on the other hand is great&lt;br /&gt;it is the greateast of all possible meals&lt;br /&gt;now dont you think that it is only for the morning&lt;br /&gt;you can have breafkfast after you have woken up&lt;br /&gt;at any time of day&lt;br /&gt;if it was only for the morning then we awoudl call it MOrning somehting&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what we could call it&lt;br /&gt;since we dont call it that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you are breaking&lt;br /&gt;and you are dOing it fast&lt;br /&gt;so that is the meal name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of breakfast is the bacon&lt;br /&gt;people who eat becon like it&lt;br /&gt;around here there is a rule you see&lt;br /&gt;oh this bacon was cooked too crispy someone says&lt;br /&gt;i will instead give it to the cat cmere cat&lt;br /&gt;as a resulte I have become quite fond of crsipy bacon&lt;br /&gt;the crispyer the better&lt;br /&gt;now ehere is a secret you will not be Told by anyone else&lt;br /&gt;baconc gets crispy if you cook it for long&lt;br /&gt;so I watned to make sure the bacon would be perfect for the cat&lt;br /&gt;so when it was cooking&lt;br /&gt;there were diversions&lt;br /&gt;oh cat theys aid&lt;br /&gt;get down from there&lt;br /&gt;abbie stop doing that you are going carazy and it isnt even crazy time&lt;br /&gt;abbie quit singing youll have some bacon soon enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is my crowning achievement&lt;br /&gt;look at that&lt;br /&gt;the bacon has been cooked too long and now all of it is cripsy&lt;br /&gt;what do we do&lt;br /&gt;give it to the cat says I&lt;br /&gt;that is the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well someone says&lt;br /&gt;we can crumble it up and putit in the omelets&lt;br /&gt;waste not want what not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a happy Endign&lt;br /&gt;we better be sure to save a piece for the cat they say&lt;br /&gt;so there was bacon in the omelets&lt;br /&gt;and bacon in the cat&lt;br /&gt;and that is my story for ytoday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for recirpes please go to a recipe site&lt;br /&gt;there you will leran how to cook bacons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-8587070212380012900?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8587070212380012900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=8587070212380012900' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8587070212380012900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8587070212380012900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-took-poll-recently-whiche-was-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-5930072482696981059</id><published>2009-01-25T16:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:07:14.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONCe upon  time there was a bvery smar tman&lt;br /&gt;he didnt live here&lt;br /&gt;and he said the folowing about dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;some people have meat but they canot eat it&lt;br /&gt;I am guesing he meant vegerterins here&lt;br /&gt;I knew one and she was very kind to me&lt;br /&gt;mostly because I never pestered her for food&lt;br /&gt;much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someetimes tofu can be good to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also said&lt;br /&gt;some peoplw oudl eat food if only they had it&lt;br /&gt;that sounds like me to a T&lt;br /&gt;where is food&lt;br /&gt;there is a cat&lt;br /&gt;the food isnt there for much longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said&lt;br /&gt;but We have meat and we can also eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best of both worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he agreed because then he said&lt;br /&gt;and we should be very vthankful for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was tjust thinking abotu this earlier when I had my supper&lt;br /&gt;it is all very true&lt;br /&gt;if you have your food and can eat it&lt;br /&gt;like you have teeth&lt;br /&gt;then be thankful and say it a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is cooking in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;I amgoing to find more reasons to be thankful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-5930072482696981059?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5930072482696981059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=5930072482696981059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5930072482696981059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5930072482696981059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-upon-time-there-was-bvery-smar.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-7449524903924029908</id><published>2008-12-28T23:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:16:27.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOw that there is a moment I can tell you about a handy hint for watching TV&lt;br /&gt;everybody loves to watch telvision&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes when you are wathcing and you really like it&lt;br /&gt;SOmeone changes the channel&lt;br /&gt;but wait I was watcing that and it was JUst getting interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next time that happens to you here is what you do&lt;br /&gt;I mean you have to do this Before it happens to you&lt;br /&gt;outherwise it just doesnt quite work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO there you are on the couch (ps you are a cat)&lt;br /&gt;and you are watching television happily&lt;br /&gt;and then the announcer comes on and says next up we will show you how bottlecaps are made&lt;br /&gt;and you think Well this will be very intriguing&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to know this&lt;br /&gt;but then someone on the couch says "time to change the cahnnel"&lt;br /&gt;NO IT IS NOT&lt;br /&gt;here is what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;right on their lap or on their legs or howveer they are sitting&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP ON THEM&lt;br /&gt;and be sure to look extra comfortable and happy&lt;br /&gt;EVen if it is not quite the most comfortable place ever&lt;br /&gt;one time I fell asleep on a shoe&lt;br /&gt;I do not recomend it unless you like shoes&lt;br /&gt;anyway now you are happy and alseep&lt;br /&gt;and they will say wait I cant get up to change the channel because the cat is so happy and peaceful I do not want to disturb it&lt;br /&gt;wait I will use the remote&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;IU forgot to mention&lt;br /&gt;before you do allthis&lt;br /&gt;be sure to hide the remote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now &lt;br /&gt;if you have done everything then you can enjoy what you want to watch&lt;br /&gt;just kind of move your head towars the television set&lt;br /&gt;and watch through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;dont forget you have to pretend you are still asleep&lt;br /&gt;but if you have come this far then that is easy as pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something SMall on the table&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go knock it off&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-7449524903924029908?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7449524903924029908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=7449524903924029908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/7449524903924029908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/7449524903924029908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-that-there-is-moment-i-can-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-5229758105136943929</id><published>2008-12-15T10:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:33:23.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at home&lt;br /&gt;I was napping upstairs and the guy was napping so there was a nap&lt;br /&gt;then I got up and said Im hungry and went downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downstairs theother guy was doing something in the living room&lt;br /&gt;he is what you would calla Troubleamaker&lt;br /&gt;he somestimes says hello abbie you are a cat&lt;br /&gt;and I say yes and hes ays oh good just reminding you of your place in the world&lt;br /&gt;gee thanks for that reminder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ahs also puled stunts like this&lt;br /&gt;hello abbie he says come over here&lt;br /&gt;okay says I this is fun&lt;br /&gt;then he says I am going to put water onyour head&lt;br /&gt;contrararty to what other  cats think, I dont mind water all that muhc&lt;br /&gt;in the summertime theres nothing better to keep you cool&lt;br /&gt;if you have long hair and you dont want to shave it all off&lt;br /&gt;because then you woould look like a FOol&lt;br /&gt;the girl was tehre too, she was fully involved in this i want the record to show&lt;br /&gt;then he ocmbs me when my hair si well and duly wet&lt;br /&gt;and says there, Now you have a mohawk&lt;br /&gt;I am not as thirlled as all that with these turns of events&lt;br /&gt;then the guy comesdown stairs and says hey who gave the cat a wethead&lt;br /&gt;dont look at me, try those poeple over there who cant stop giggling&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile I am goign to go over and search the trashcans to find my dignity&lt;br /&gt;it might be hinidg in there&lt;br /&gt;and food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there he was troublemaker sam (taht is not his real name) &lt;br /&gt;and he had a camera looking out the window&lt;br /&gt;at squirrels&lt;br /&gt;there is a window out there&lt;br /&gt;and on the other side is a bowl&lt;br /&gt;and in the bowl you put in things you think squirels would like to eat&lt;br /&gt;and then they come by and you Obnserve them&lt;br /&gt;it is very convenient you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looka t that i say he is making the squirrel show, everybody watch thesquirel show&lt;br /&gt;i cant see the squirrel&lt;br /&gt;move the camera&lt;br /&gt;I Want to see the squirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventualy I decided that the squirrel show has been cacenceld, it had bad ratings, because only one camera was wathching it and no cats were&lt;br /&gt;so I stepped in to help and the squirrel show becames the ABbie show&lt;br /&gt;starring ABbie&lt;br /&gt;heres the theme&lt;br /&gt;it's the abbbie show, the abbie show&lt;br /&gt;everybody wants to watch the abbie show&lt;br /&gt;(the Insturments go crazy here with lots of music)&lt;br /&gt;there'll be ME abbie here and maybe I will do stuff&lt;br /&gt;or just eat and fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;only on the ab&lt;br /&gt;bie&lt;br /&gt;shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays episode of the abbie show is Abbie watches squirels&lt;br /&gt;it is called THe ONe where Abbie watches the squirrels&lt;br /&gt;and you can see it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEcpIwf2-mY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEcpIwf2-mY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;critics have called the makers of the abbie SHow to task for putting telvevision personaility over storylines&lt;br /&gt;and they say the abbie hsow is very little on plot&lt;br /&gt;pah i say in response this is an atmospheric show if you want a story go over and watch the story show&lt;br /&gt;here on this show things are simple&lt;br /&gt;there are squirrels&lt;br /&gt;ME abbie watches squirrels&lt;br /&gt;then I go do something else&lt;br /&gt;thats a good enough story for me today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-5229758105136943929?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5229758105136943929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=5229758105136943929' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5229758105136943929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5229758105136943929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-at-home-i-was-napping-upstairs.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-6958867364537744670</id><published>2008-12-02T07:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:19:49.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well ther ewas GReat excitement yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I had wona amajor award or something&lt;br /&gt;they said Hey abbie you are officialy the Sassiest cat of the year&lt;br /&gt;in this house at least&lt;br /&gt;and therefor you will get a nice Helping of tuna fish right here inyour bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurray says I for it is always a good day when that happens&lt;br /&gt;and whatdyou know but there was asome fish in my bowl&lt;br /&gt;I ate it very quickly&lt;br /&gt;it is a rule you know&lt;br /&gt;eat as fast as ye can the rule says&lt;br /&gt;for all you know it could turn out to be an illusion&lt;br /&gt;LIke in the desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ten seconds later the tuna was gone&lt;br /&gt;well not rteally gone&lt;br /&gt;I knew where it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything was Fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is another rule that I forgot&lt;br /&gt;it says But Dont eat so FAST or else Urp&lt;br /&gt;and thats what happened&lt;br /&gt;Urp&lt;br /&gt;there was no more tuna in the bowl&lt;br /&gt;but there was tuna on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it&lt;br /&gt;and i Looked around&lt;br /&gt;nobody had seen it happen&lt;br /&gt;so I had a little CHeck&lt;br /&gt;it was tasty the first time&lt;br /&gt;and it was tasty the second time&lt;br /&gt;so lets dig in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you never heard such a hue and cry in your life&lt;br /&gt;hey Abbie what are you doing&lt;br /&gt;oh for gods sake cat&lt;br /&gt;someone disttract him while I get the paper towels &lt;br /&gt;use the shiny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywya they took away my Major award&lt;br /&gt;and I a m rightly miffed&lt;br /&gt;they gave it to tme&lt;br /&gt;it was MIne&lt;br /&gt;and I should be able to Do with it as I please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-6958867364537744670?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6958867364537744670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=6958867364537744670' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/6958867364537744670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/6958867364537744670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-ther-ewas-great-excitement.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-6198659396511341613</id><published>2008-10-12T22:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:06:01.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEll well WELL&lt;br /&gt;ANda gain I say WELL&lt;br /&gt;let me tell YOu a story&lt;br /&gt;I mean it its a real story all right&lt;br /&gt;it all has to do with bloger&lt;br /&gt;and I am not very pleased with them at this time and date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting here tfor days on end&lt;br /&gt;trying to put in my name and pasoword&lt;br /&gt;and the internet mocks me&lt;br /&gt;"forgot you r password?" it says&lt;br /&gt;in BLue&lt;br /&gt;so naturaly I remember my passowrd so I type NO I KNOW IT&lt;br /&gt;and it says "forgot your password?" &lt;br /&gt;and I type in NO ID DIDNT FORGET YOU ARE JUST MAKING ME LOSE MY CONCENTRATION&lt;br /&gt;and then it says "forgot your password?"again&lt;br /&gt;blue and under lined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt forget it &lt;br /&gt;I had remembered it all along&lt;br /&gt;but I think the computer wants me to play&lt;br /&gt;its little game&lt;br /&gt;so I type in YES OKAY MAY BE I DID FORGET IT WHATARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT HUH&lt;br /&gt;and it says "forgot your password?"&lt;br /&gt;and I say a very bad word out loud&lt;br /&gt;hush you didnt hear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point naturaly I am very veyr cross&lt;br /&gt;and I hit any old button&lt;br /&gt;I hit them all&lt;br /&gt;had a grand old time too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the web says "if you have forgoten your password we will Send it to tyou"&lt;br /&gt;and I say hurray for science&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know which button did it&lt;br /&gt;so there is taht and the computer whirrs and then it goes&lt;br /&gt;"okay we sent your pasowrd to this email addess"&lt;br /&gt;so I go to that email adress&lt;br /&gt;and wouldnt you know it&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT THAT PASSWORD TOO&lt;br /&gt;you can see I am anoyed because of all the capital letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then along came a very smart &lt;br /&gt;bug&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe it wasnt a bug maybe it was someone&lt;br /&gt;and they said oh abbie you are useing the wrong internet button&lt;br /&gt;here try this one here&lt;br /&gt;it is another button on the screen click that one not this one&lt;br /&gt;so I put my user and pasword into the new button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lo and behold&lt;br /&gt;the computer turns into mr nice guy&lt;br /&gt;oh waelcome back to the wornderful world of the blogging it says&lt;br /&gt;can I get you anything it asks perhaps a drink of water or a nice piece of fish&lt;br /&gt;i shall sound the trumptets and lead the parade&lt;br /&gt;pshaw i say You are a Bad computer and took up all this time annoying me&lt;br /&gt;oh no it says that was the other internet button I am the good one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I have a new collar and nametag&lt;br /&gt;it says ME ABBIE on it&lt;br /&gt;so I know it's me&lt;br /&gt;other than that I Forgot what I was going tosay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-6198659396511341613?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6198659396511341613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got great news to report; Abbie is back home safe where he belongs and slightly no worse for the wear.  A neighbor saw our flyers and called when she spotted "definitely a large" tuxedo cat in her backyard chasing a squirrel; she was pretty sure the cat had spent at least one night in her garage as well.  I wasn't home from work at the time but my housemate Tracy was, and dashed out to find Abbie already on the move towards another neighbor's house.  Though he appeared to be Very Wary of everyone and everything, Abbie eventually recognized Tracy and allowed himself to be picked up and escorted back inside where he should have been all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing he did when he got in was run to where his food dish should've been (it was in the back room serving as bait for the House Trap) and complained loudly.  This was pretty much the first indicator that he was going to be all right.  After wolfing down a great deal of wet food he went around looking for me -- checking my room, my office chair, all over.  When I finally did get home he ran right up and started telling me all about things while I picked him up and gave him a big hug (and checked for injuries and whatnot at the same time.)  Since then he's hardly left my side while I'm home, and has decided that lap-sitting is a really great thing, especially when the lap belongs to someone hard at work.  (He's a dear but it's sometimes hard to type around him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd lost about 5 pounds in his week-plus outdoors, but has quickly begun to regain that.  He had no scars or wounds that I could find, and he wasn't limping or favoring a paw.  I took him to the vet to get him checked out.  He came out of it with all his shots up-to-date and his claws clipped; he threw a fit when the vet tried to look at his teeth so we wisely decided to leave the microchipping (which involves a larger needle than the vaccinations) for a dental appointment, when he goes under and won't be in any position to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely grateful for all the help I received from my housemates, friends, online acquaintances, and random strangers both local and far away.  I had the flu during a major part of Abbie's absence, and Tracy spearheaded the operation quite ably, getting folks out to flyer and search the neighborhood any time I got a call from someone who thought they'd seen a huge black-and-white monstrosity terrorizing squirrels. People searched for Abbie in other time zones just to check.  It was quite inspiring, and I'd like to thank everybody who did anything to help, even if it was just thinking a kind thought for the cat while he was out having his outdoor adventure (and worrying me sick).  This fellow really &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; have a posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he'll be around sooner or later to tell you his side of things, but if he starts bragging about how he bravely marched to fight the neighborhood dogs or something, you might want to take it with a grain of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-1778212341085493631?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1778212341085493631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=1778212341085493631' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/1778212341085493631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/1778212341085493631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-there-ive-got-great-news-to-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-151280185077500698</id><published>2008-02-06T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:39:38.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there.  Might as well take a moment to introduce myself: Hi, I'm Rob.  The Guy.  The one who gives Abbie the access to the computer and lets him bang on the keys whenever he feels like it.  When we started this blog seven years ago I made it a point not to actually post to it myself; I wanted to let Abbie do the talking.  Sometimes, though, Abbie couldn't be around, so his sister Martha was able to write in his place.  Unfortunately Martha's no longer with us, and we have no other animals in this house, so I figured I would be the one to step up and say what needs to be said.  I always knew I'd have to break the fourth wall one day, but at least the reason why I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I'd have to isn't the reason why I'm posting right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm posting right now is because Abbie the Cat has gone missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a story, and it isn't a setup for me to start talking about pirates; it's for real.  I last saw him Sunday morning, February 3, as I was getting ready to go to work.  When I came back home, he didn't immediately run to greet me (and he often does; he's very dog-like in that fashion) but I saw nothing wrong there.  Sometimes when I come home he's asleep upstairs or on the papasan or in the kitchen trying to wheedle some food out of one of my housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hadn't seen him when I went to bed, but I still thought he was probably downstairs on the papasan or in the TV room or wherever else he likes to curl up.  The next morning, however, he didn't greet me as he usually does.  Let me tell you a bit about Abbie that he may not admit to: he's a small dog in cat form.  He follows me around the house when I'm home, he does the running-to-greet-me thing, and he plays a mean game of fetch when he's up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also is extremely given to ritual. You may know what it's like to have a Ritual. Abbie sleeps by my feet at night, wakes up when I do, stands outside the bathroom door while I get ready for work, and demands to be let in as soon as he hears the shower stop.  So as to not wake the housemates I usually concede to his demands and let him into the bathroom, whereupon he strides in, makes sure everything is where it should be, and then struts out.  Total elapsed time of inspection: 30 seconds.  He then accompanies me back to the bedroom where he either plops his furry butt down right where I need to be, or else he sits on the good pair of pants I'd laid out on the bed for that morning.  He follows me downstairs as I get ready to go, and I make sure his bowls are full and he wanders off somewhere as soon as I head for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't around on Monday morning.  At that point I knew something was up.  Before I left for work I checked all the closed doors that Abbie may have inadvertently found himself behind: our back staircase, the downstairs bathroom, the hall closet, but he was nowhere to be seen. I got worried that he may have gotten out the door when someone left it open briefly; he's strictly indoors but occasionally gets a bit of wanderlust.  I checked under our porches, in our bushes, out in the backyard, in the unused garage (whoa, a lotta junk there) and around the area.  He was nowhere to be seen but one of the orange tabby Fagin cats was hanging around, and didn't like my presence one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemates and I scoured the house later on to see if he'd found some new and crazy place to hide.  We couldn't find him.  At this point I made notices online to friends and locals, and have been rewarded thus far with several people who've had sightings.  We've printed out fliers by the score and have posted them all around, especially where people have said they've seen a very big tuxedo cat.  (Coincidentally enough, there's &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; missing fat tuxedo cat on the other side of town.  That cat is named Phil.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been speaking with local vets, our city's animal control department, anybody I can think of who may have stray cats brought in to them.  So far nothing's turned up, but with the news of Fat Tuxedo Cat sightings, my housemate (who's made up a Dragnet-style map with "pushpins" regarding sightings, flier locations, and streets we've searched) we think we know where he may be lurking about.  Indoor cats who escape often are bewildered and frightened by the outside world and, especially if they are not good at confrontation with strange cats (such as, say, that orange tabby bully in my backyard) will find a place to hide completely.  It's very likely Abbie is quite close to home, but in hiding.  However, given the reports we've gotten from around the area, he is at least out and about during the daytime -- sitting on a porch, meeting people on sidewalks, making friends as he always does.  (He is very friendly and relaxed around people, which is good.)  So it's also likely someone may have taken him in as a stray.  It's clear that he's well-fed, however, so I am sure whoever knows cats will know he's somebody's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie is not collared, tagged, or microchipped.  This presents a problem, and a lesson hard learned.  I'd say "don't make the same mistake I done did" but I don't wish to lecture you.  I do know that once he's recovered, he's going to have positive identification wherever he goes. (Of course, the first challenge will come in making him wear him a collar; if a 20-pound cat doesn't want to do something he &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; do it.)  We can't leave food out on the porch for him to find as the Fagin cats will come and steal it all, but I have left some of my clothes out on the porch; clothes he likes to sleep on.  Hopefully his nose will help.  I've also been walking up and down our nearby streets jingling my house keys in my hand, as it's a sound he knows very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in or around the Davis Square neighborhood of Somerville, Mass, or you know someone who does, please keep an eye out for the humongous black-and-white cat with the large paws and big bright eyes.  If you spot him, please let me know; you can write to abbie@spatch.net or comment to this entry.  If you take him in or you know someone who took a stray tuxedo cat in, please let me know.  He's a wonderful cat, but I think you already knew that.  He's been a part of my life for nearly eleven years now.  I miss my buddy terribly and I want him back; I want him back and warm and full of food and comfortable again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-151280185077500698?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/151280185077500698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=151280185077500698' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/151280185077500698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/151280185077500698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-5406946439701784539</id><published>2007-12-19T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:49:43.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEll there is finlaly snow here on the ground&lt;br /&gt;and you know what that means&lt;br /&gt;that means it is the time of year where we have holidays&lt;br /&gt;The pourpose of the holidays is to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;celebrat what you may ask&lt;br /&gt;the answer is SImple&lt;br /&gt;you celebrate snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw at htis point I should like to tell you about a cousin of mine&lt;br /&gt;who invented holidays&lt;br /&gt;and I should also point out that when I say cousin I mean it&lt;br /&gt;even though I never met the fellow FOr he lived a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;but all cats are related you see&lt;br /&gt;big small tall gray or with no tails&lt;br /&gt;all cats are members of the same famly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;execpt the saber toothtigers&lt;br /&gt;we had to kick them out of the family&lt;br /&gt;they were the black sheep of the family you you see&lt;br /&gt;If by mblack you mean balck and orange striped&lt;br /&gt;adn by sheep you mean cats with fangs where their teeth should be&lt;br /&gt;they were no good&lt;br /&gt;and if you read your history you know full well They came to a Bad END&lt;br /&gt;thats all I am going ot say about THEM&lt;br /&gt;hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it cameto pass that I had a cousin and his name was Restauarnt Joe&lt;br /&gt;now you may think that is an odd name for a cat&lt;br /&gt;well it is&lt;br /&gt;bnut I'm not making this stuff up here&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant JOe was a great cat and everybody liked him&lt;br /&gt;becuase if you were hungry and wanted food you knew right where to go&lt;br /&gt;you went to REstuarnt Joe&lt;br /&gt;and he would say Well hello come on in sit on down lets get this meal started&lt;br /&gt;and before you know it you had eaten your fill&lt;br /&gt;and it was really good food too&lt;br /&gt;so good you burped&lt;br /&gt;that pleased restaurant joe and hed say come back again real soon&lt;br /&gt;and be sure to bring your appetites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can probably tell that REstuarnant Joe was not a regular kind of cat&lt;br /&gt;well he wasnt&lt;br /&gt;for one who ever heard of a cat giving away food&lt;br /&gt;seriously that is just un heard of&lt;br /&gt;and thats what everybody thought too&lt;br /&gt;cause they said hey reastaurant Joe&lt;br /&gt;How come you're giving away all this food&lt;br /&gt;and he srhugged and licked his paw and dragged it over his head&lt;br /&gt;and he said cause thats just the way I am baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not jst make up the part where he said baby&lt;br /&gt;I told you he was cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stil everybody was skeptical as well they should be&lt;br /&gt;they said hey rest. joe&lt;br /&gt;(I am ssaying rest. joe from now on because I am sick of typing resturant joe)&lt;br /&gt;they said hey rest. joe surely you must want SOmething for giving away all this food&lt;br /&gt;and rest. joe said no not really&lt;br /&gt;and they said surely there is someing you would like in exchange&lt;br /&gt;and he said not really&lt;br /&gt;and they said surely again&lt;br /&gt;and he said well okay There is something I like&lt;br /&gt;and they said what is it you like&lt;br /&gt;and he said Socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everybody said okay when we come voer to visit and eat your delicioius food we are going to Give you socks&lt;br /&gt;he said oh no my house is too small &lt;br /&gt;just one sock will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even then he continued&lt;br /&gt;MAybe you could only do that once a year&lt;br /&gt;I only have four paws and I Dont need all that many socks&lt;br /&gt;and I may be restaurnt joe but Im not laundromat joe okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine said the people after sighing&lt;br /&gt;we wil only bring one sock once a year&lt;br /&gt;and restaurant joe said Im also very particular about my socks&lt;br /&gt;I dont want argyle or blue&lt;br /&gt;so howzabout you just put the socks up somewhere I can see them&lt;br /&gt;and if I like one I will take one&lt;br /&gt;okay said everybody lets go put our socks up by the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;cats like fireplaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once a year when the snow came down all the people would put their socks up by the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;and they put candls in their windows and color lights outside so that Restuarnt Joe would know where to look&lt;br /&gt;and fake deer that werent made out of deer they were made out of lights&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how they did that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every year restaurnt joe would visit and look over the socks&lt;br /&gt;but I dont think I ever heard of him acutally taking one&lt;br /&gt;maybe he didnt really need the socks and just told people that &lt;br /&gt;so they'd stop pestering him with stupid questions&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he would put stuff in the socsks&lt;br /&gt;what a surprise that would be&lt;br /&gt;you putyour foot in and oh hello an orange&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time they did this everybody was happy&lt;br /&gt;they all got food and restaurnt joe got his socks &lt;br /&gt;even though he didn't take any&lt;br /&gt;and it all worked out&lt;br /&gt;gee this was great said restaurant joe&lt;br /&gt;it's a real holiday&lt;br /&gt;yeah said everybody else&lt;br /&gt;even though resaurant joe just made the word holiday up&lt;br /&gt;you dont question words people just made up&lt;br /&gt;who are you to say thats wrong&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt YOUR idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats the story of how my cousin restaurant joe invented holidays&lt;br /&gt;ask any cat its true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way sclelebrating snow is very easy to do&lt;br /&gt;its lots of fun and you can do it inside&lt;br /&gt;thats why it's fun&lt;br /&gt;you dont actually ahve to go out in it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-5406946439701784539?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5406946439701784539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=5406946439701784539' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5406946439701784539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/5406946439701784539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-there-is-finlaly-snow-here-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-2415486718754519118</id><published>2007-11-15T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:45:46.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i shoudl like to talk abotu Stairs&lt;br /&gt;they are great&lt;br /&gt;I like stairs&lt;br /&gt;okay for one they go up&lt;br /&gt;there they go&lt;br /&gt;ANd ofor another one they go down&lt;br /&gt;(I can run down veyr very fast and I will win in any race guaranteed)&lt;br /&gt;(especially if there is new food int he bowl)&lt;br /&gt;but they also stand still and don't go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIEMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staris are going up for someoene&lt;br /&gt;the stairs are goingdown for someone&lt;br /&gt;btu they're still standing still&lt;br /&gt;all at the Same TiME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;perhasps I should sleep on it&lt;br /&gt;okayI think I will&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-2415486718754519118?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2415486718754519118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>typcially I am not one for baseball&lt;br /&gt;sure theres a lot of chasing and a lot of running around and that's always fun&lt;br /&gt;BUt when youg et down to it who wants to pick up a ball&lt;br /&gt;or evern throw it&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think I could throw a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someitimes when you watch baseball&lt;br /&gt;and the rightteam makes a home run&lt;br /&gt;everybody jumps up and goes Whoop&lt;br /&gt;and you get a piece of hot dog or tuna or bread or whatever it is on the table&lt;br /&gt;so I gues some teams are better than others in that regard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go whatver teamm gives me food&lt;br /&gt;may you score a lot of runs in the world eseries and win the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you throw a ball anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-4949219056421392962?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4949219056421392962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=4949219056421392962' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/4949219056421392962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/4949219056421392962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/10/typcially-i-am-not-one-for-baseball.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-6266239136443797630</id><published>2007-10-01T00:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:21:19.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FInally finished the book&lt;br /&gt;itwas long&lt;br /&gt;and ihad a hard time turning pages&lt;br /&gt;but wow there were tswists and turns and excitement galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I am going to go look out the window&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-6266239136443797630?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6266239136443797630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=6266239136443797630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/6266239136443797630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/6266239136443797630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-finally-finished-book-itwas-long-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-3967076903743955890</id><published>2007-07-21T00:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:57:13.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELL WELL WEll&lt;br /&gt;look at what the me dragged in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WEnt on a maission tonight&lt;br/&gt;it was topsecret and VEry important&lt;br/&gt;I had to run down streets and not get hit by cars and then there was a big dog&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I dont want to talk about the dog&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;but eventaually I won the mission and came home Victorious as you can see&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spatch/862919422/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1070/862919422_84e929b3cd_m.jpg" border="0" width="180" height="240" alt="Look what the cat dragged in" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spatch/862919440/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1395/862919440_58348ccef2_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="It's hard to turn the pages when you don't have opposable thumbs" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I awill admit it is hard to turn the pages whn you dont have opposable thumbs&lt;br/&gt;so I'mgetting someone to read it to me&lt;br/&gt;I sure hope he doesn't spoil anything &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-3967076903743955890?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3967076903743955890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=3967076903743955890' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3967076903743955890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/3967076903743955890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-went-on-maission-tonight-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1070/862919422_84e929b3cd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-8080525639804690643</id><published>2007-05-01T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:28:12.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIrthday&lt;br /&gt;there was one yesterday you know&lt;br /&gt;I am now ten&lt;br /&gt;in cat years that is SASSY&lt;br /&gt;the guy said hey abbie thats just about two pounds per year&lt;br /&gt;he is lucky I cannot pickup a pail ofwater&lt;br /&gt;then we'd see Who sleeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tehre were a lot of good things about turing ten&lt;br /&gt;you get two numbers in your age If you spellit that way&lt;br /&gt;10 that's a a1 and a 0&lt;br /&gt;1 means there's something and 0 meanst there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;now here is a neat trick&lt;br /&gt;if you put an 0 next to a 1 it measn there's now something ten times more than 1&lt;br /&gt;dont put the 0 in front of the 1 or else this trick wont work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ify ou put a nother 0 after the first 0 now what do you tihink&lt;br /&gt;yes it means there is nowasomething ten times more than the 1 and the 0 put togehter&lt;br /&gt;think about that forawhile&lt;br /&gt;what happens ifi you keep on putting more 0s next to it&lt;br /&gt;I amscared of that idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for my birthday i igve you the gift of ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ext time someones says to you hey abbie you cant get something from nothing&lt;br /&gt;say oh yes youc an&lt;br /&gt;they are just pesimissists&lt;br /&gt;their cups dont have anything in them&lt;br /&gt;which is 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats enough of that&lt;br /&gt;I hasd sushi too&lt;br /&gt;but not thee seaweed&lt;br /&gt;cats dont eat sea weed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-8080525639804690643?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8080525639804690643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=8080525639804690643' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8080525639804690643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/8080525639804690643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/05/birthday-there-was-one-yesterday-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-2741746709040444908</id><published>2007-04-22T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:37:39.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaoa&lt;br/&gt;I just noticed&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been writing this for more than six years now&lt;br/&gt;that's a long time and thats many houses ago&lt;br/&gt;ALmost as many houses as years but not quite&lt;br/&gt;I didnt know what a computer was when we were in the big white one&lt;br/&gt;or in the little green one&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;when I started it was because i was bored&lt;br/&gt;bored boredb ored&lt;br/&gt;you don't come up with new things to do when youre interested&lt;br/&gt;because then you are doing the itneresting things&lt;br/&gt;but when you are bored you looks around&lt;br/&gt;and you say hmm&lt;br/&gt;what Can I do today&lt;br/&gt;lets see&lt;br/&gt;I already ran around alot&lt;br/&gt;I ate some food&lt;br/&gt;maybe I could have some more&lt;br/&gt;okay that was good but now what&lt;br/&gt;I am not sleepy&lt;br/&gt;the other cat she was there too&lt;br/&gt;she was off doing I dont know&lt;br/&gt;probably trying tofigure out how to use the telephone&lt;br/&gt;where did catnip bill go&lt;br/&gt;oh he is under the fridge&lt;br/&gt;hiding&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;oneday  catnip bill went hiding and he was so good at it&lt;br/&gt;we never figured out where he was&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss catnip bill&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so I got on the computer and turned it on&lt;br/&gt;dont ask&lt;br/&gt;it's a secret but there's a button&lt;br/&gt;and then I decided this computer now belonged to ME ABBIE&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;and thats pretty much the story in a nutshell&lt;br/&gt;except for all the parts I didnt tell&lt;br/&gt;you cant tell everything all at once you know&lt;br/&gt;six years is a lot of time and if you dont believe me you can look at all the months and years over there to the right&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;six years&lt;br/&gt;and they still haevn't made a keyboaard big enough for me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-2741746709040444908?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2741746709040444908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=2741746709040444908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2741746709040444908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2741746709040444908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/04/whaoa-i-just-noticed-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-2435144183836949582</id><published>2007-03-11T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T12:27:13.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUgs bugs bugs&lt;br /&gt;I saw a bug on the shade&lt;br /&gt;it had a triangle body and antennas&lt;br /&gt;i Hit it and it fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;take That bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I stat and watched it on the ground&lt;br /&gt;and i hit it a few more times just to make sure&lt;br /&gt;cant be too sure around bugs for they are wiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIke to watch bugs on the ground&lt;br /&gt;better than in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looked prety weird that bug&lt;br /&gt;I will not ocmment on how it tasted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-2435144183836949582?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2435144183836949582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=2435144183836949582' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2435144183836949582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2435144183836949582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/03/bugs-bugs-bugs-i-saw-bug-on-shade-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-2678123970758756437</id><published>2007-03-04T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:32:51.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKya they didsyomething to my blog and now it lokos all weird&lt;br/&gt;I'ma sorry for hdiing for a very long time&lt;br/&gt;but truth be toldit hasn't been much fun since the other cat isgone&lt;br/&gt;all my storys now are about oh Hey toaday I ran downstairs&lt;br/&gt;TOdy I went to sleep on a new place&lt;br/&gt;IT was a couch&lt;br/&gt;aslso I am big&lt;br/&gt;twenty pounds of big&lt;br/&gt;a POund is what weights something and Iwe igh twenty&lt;br/&gt;so thtere&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;someone rwrote this song for me&lt;br/&gt;it is spelled right ansd was insipred by soetmething that happend in OCtober&lt;br/&gt;dont ask&lt;br/&gt;th eguy wrote it&lt;br /&gt;I dont knwo if I liked it som uch because it is obaviously an attempt to speak for me&lt;br/&gt;when in fact when thi s happened I was very good at speaking on my Own&lt;br/&gt;anyway HEre it is&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;FOUR A.M. SONG OF FEEDING&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ask anyone who knows me, I'm an easygoing cat&lt;br/&gt;I'm all about the chilling out, I've got the cool down pat&lt;br/&gt;Don't really ask for nothing much, life's all good on the whole&lt;br/&gt;But tonight there ain't no cat food in my bowl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've endured a few indignities in my time upon this earth&lt;br/&gt;From jokes about my fuzziness to cracks about my girth&lt;br/&gt;With patience I have borne these barbs that'd try another's soul--&lt;br/&gt;But I'm offended there's no cat food in my bowl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I didn't mind the time you gave me bows to make me pretty&lt;br/&gt;Or rolled me in a blanket just to play Burrito Kitty&lt;br/&gt;Or wrapped me 'round your shoulders and said "Hey, check out my fur stole!"&lt;br/&gt;But I mind that there's no cat food in my bowl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now if I had my way, of course, I'd rule with iron paw&lt;br/&gt;My merest whim a grand command, my meow would be the law&lt;br/&gt;But my job here's to be the cat; provider is your role&lt;br/&gt;So provide me with some cat food in my bowl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All right, you've had your slumber, and your dreams of god-knows-what&lt;br/&gt;But it's time that you addressed this pressing problem that I've got&lt;br/&gt;Cause I'm a screamin' hungry cuss who's 'bout to lose control&lt;br/&gt;...well hey look now, there's some cat food in my bowl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-2678123970758756437?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2678123970758756437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=2678123970758756437' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2678123970758756437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/2678123970758756437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2007/03/okya-they-didsyomething-to-my-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-115153611858898207</id><published>2006-06-28T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:12:50.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todfay I am going to tell you where things vcame from&lt;br /&gt;things come from Mythiology&lt;br /&gt;that is the study of where things came from&lt;br /&gt;as you can probably guess we spend a lot of time asking ourselves these questions&lt;br /&gt;I know I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first cat was named CAt&lt;br /&gt;that is why we are called cats&lt;br /&gt;Cat was very Big and very black&lt;br /&gt;they didnt have night back then but if they did Cat would be as balck as night&lt;br /&gt;in fact that is how nIght happened&lt;br /&gt;you see Cat was very vbig&lt;br /&gt;Cat was so very big that he stood over the world&lt;br /&gt;peolple underneath said my there is nothing above us but adarkness&lt;br /&gt;except for a little white spot on Cat's tum&lt;br /&gt;cat didnt like to move vry much&lt;br /&gt;so a lot of people stood underneath him and said my my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Dog came along&lt;br /&gt;Dog was a dog&lt;br /&gt;the first dog&lt;br /&gt;Dog was big too&lt;br /&gt;jsut about as big as cat which is saying something&lt;br /&gt;Dog was yellow and when he stood over the world pepole said oh it is too bright something is in my eyes I am going to go blind unless someone inventns sunglasses soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat and dog did not know about the other and that's a good thing because they were Mortal ENemies&lt;br /&gt;they stayed as far apart fotrm each other as they could&lt;br /&gt;cat stood on one side of the world and dog stood on the other&lt;br /&gt;thats just how things were&lt;br /&gt;then one day Cat heard someone undernath him say something&lt;br /&gt;that person said I was just over on the other side of the world and it is not dark at all&lt;br /&gt;in fact is big and bright and guess what there is food&lt;br /&gt;food does not grow in the dark and a lot of people were hungry&lt;br /&gt;so they said Hurray lets go over and get us some food&lt;br /&gt;Cat said oh now wait a minute I want some food too I will go&lt;br /&gt;so off Catwent&lt;br /&gt;and when Cat ggot to the other side of the world he saw Dog&lt;br /&gt;this Cat did not like&lt;br /&gt;Cat made himself look even bigger than he already awas&lt;br /&gt;and said GOAWAY dog&lt;br /&gt;Dog said arf arf Make me&lt;br /&gt;so cat cahased after Dog&lt;br /&gt;and away they went&lt;br /&gt;round and round the world&lt;br /&gt;cat forgot about the food and decided the only thing he wanted to do was to chase Dog&lt;br /&gt;and Dog being Dog was stupid and just liked to Run around&lt;br /&gt;they kept on cirlcing the world&lt;br /&gt;so the people sadi you know what when DOG is over us lets call it a Day&lt;br /&gt;D for Dog and D for Day okay&lt;br /&gt;and when Cat is over us that is called NIght&lt;br /&gt;N for Night and N for i dont know&lt;br /&gt;and they still chase each other even now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therte will be some poeple who tell you that it is actualy Dog who is doing the chasing and has chased after cat since time imemorial&lt;br /&gt;these people are full of beans&lt;br /&gt;cat has always been the one chasing dog and you can put that in your hat or take it to the bank or whatever you want to do twith it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayh that is how we got day an dnight&lt;br /&gt;it is our story&lt;br /&gt;I havent heard any better explanations&lt;br /&gt;mostly cause the other explaining dont involve cats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-115153611858898207?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/115153611858898207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=115153611858898207' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/115153611858898207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/115153611858898207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2006/06/todfay-i-am-going-to-tell-you-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-114796980242423550</id><published>2006-05-18T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:30:02.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay iut is gone&lt;br /&gt;and I was keeping an eye out for it&lt;br /&gt;in case it came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt a few days ago ther ewas a dog&lt;br /&gt;A DOG&lt;br /&gt;it was RIGHT EHRTE&lt;br /&gt;am so mada I cant type right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sistting in the room minding my own business&lt;br /&gt;as I often do very nicely&lt;br /&gt;and then there was ak nock on the door and she said&lt;br /&gt;oh hello abbie you sh ould come out there is someone you should meet&lt;br /&gt;so I went out and lo and behold&lt;br /&gt;A DOG&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT THERE&lt;br /&gt;it was big and balck and it was sitting on the girls rug&lt;br /&gt;normaly I like the girl because she lets me sit on her bed and poke holes in the blankets&lt;br /&gt;but not when she invites dogs into the house&lt;br /&gt;the guy will hear of this I am certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well abbie that is a dog and her name is molly and she iS visiting&lt;br /&gt;I said I dont care what her name is I am not going to be a party to this&lt;br /&gt;and I let the dog know just what I thought of it all&lt;br /&gt;ANd then ran and hid under the bed&lt;br /&gt;dogs cant get you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been two days and the dog has not come back&lt;br /&gt;I Think the sign I wrote onthe door did it&lt;br /&gt;I just scractched around the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says THIS IS NOT A DOG HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;i think that'll do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-114796980242423550?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/114796980242423550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=114796980242423550' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/114796980242423550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/114796980242423550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-iut-is-gone-and-i-was-keeping-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-114731721309216852</id><published>2006-05-10T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:13:33.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have written One hundred and nintety nine posts&lt;br /&gt;this will be the two hundreth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have not written much it is true&lt;br /&gt;but before you say oh ho Abbie you have been sitting around all the time eating catnip and looking out the window why did you not have time to write&lt;br /&gt;FIRst i will say the catnip was for my birthday and I am now nine years old&lt;br /&gt;that is Cranky in cat years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second I have been doing a lot of Thinking&lt;br /&gt;that is mostly all I do&lt;br /&gt;also I have been a lot of complaining&lt;br /&gt;mostly because I have to do the complaining for two nowadays&lt;br /&gt;it takes a lot out of you to complain so much&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how the other cat did it&lt;br /&gt;she complainedf morning noon and night&lt;br /&gt;up one wall and down the other&lt;br /&gt;complain complain complain&lt;br /&gt;oh this is too hot oh this draft is too cold where did the food go why can't I sleep you are too fat&lt;br /&gt;so now I get to complain it all&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently though I have been listening to songs&lt;br /&gt;this guy is named lou&lt;br /&gt;he says s alot of stuff about LIfe&lt;br /&gt;he says life is like bacon and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;thats what life's like without you&lt;br /&gt;I dont know I think bacon is good and ice cream is tasty&lt;br /&gt;but I think he means putting it together is kind of WEird&lt;br /&gt;and that its good maybe&lt;br /&gt;but also not good&lt;br /&gt;but he also asks what good is rain that falls up&lt;br /&gt;I dont know&lt;br /&gt;I don't have expalantions for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asks me hey abbie whats good?&lt;br /&gt;okay lou here is what's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good is when you wake up in the morning and you have Nothing to do so you go back to sleep and nobody yells at you&lt;br /&gt;That's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's even good when you wake up and notice the sun is over there&lt;br /&gt;so you go over there&lt;br /&gt;and now it is time to sleep in the sun&lt;br /&gt;that's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is also good when there is new litter in the catbox&lt;br /&gt;and it smells clean&lt;br /&gt;cause it means hey you can go again&lt;br /&gt;and make a mess if you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fresh water is good&lt;br /&gt;because it comes right from the water faucet&lt;br /&gt;you can't get much more fresh than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stairs are good&lt;br /&gt;to knock things down&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye sock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good when you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and you dream of Pizza&lt;br /&gt;and you wake up and &lt;br /&gt;there is pizza there&lt;br /&gt;hey thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people are good&lt;br /&gt;but don't tell them that&lt;br /&gt;it only makes them think they're better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what is good&lt;br /&gt;life's good&lt;br /&gt;lou says Life's good too&lt;br /&gt;but not fair at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe so&lt;br /&gt;maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have been looking out the window a lot because if you look hard enough sometimes you can see a skunk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-114731721309216852?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/114731721309216852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=114731721309216852' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/114731721309216852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/114731721309216852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-written-one-hundred-and-nintety.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-113768991607563934</id><published>2006-01-19T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:58:36.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is ASMazing the things you can get awayw with when you're the only cat around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for isntance last night I was really realy mad&lt;br /&gt;and I used a lot of swear words&lt;br /&gt;i was cussing up a storm left and right&lt;br /&gt;I used the mrr-word&lt;br /&gt;and the eemerrr-word&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i said the one that begins with Rrow but thats all I'mg oing to say about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing sis since i was the only cat nobody understood what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;come tothink of it that was the reason why I was so mad in the firs tplace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-113768991607563934?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/113768991607563934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=113768991607563934' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113768991607563934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113768991607563934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-is-asmazing-things-you-can-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-113563100395346733</id><published>2005-12-26T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T16:03:23.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DIda you ever hear the story of Catanip Bill&lt;br /&gt;catnip bill was our friend&lt;br /&gt;he lived under the couch&lt;br /&gt;then oneday he moved far away&lt;br /&gt;i think to canada&lt;br /&gt;we never saw catnip BIll again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the other day I got a package in the mail&lt;br /&gt;from christmas&lt;br /&gt;inside was wrapped up a gift&lt;br /&gt;the gift said ABBIE on the paperso I knew it was mine&lt;br /&gt;the other gift was a toothb rush so I knew it wasnt mine&lt;br /&gt;and inside the gift marked ABBIE was Catnip Frog&lt;br /&gt;it is not BIll it is a frog&lt;br /&gt;but it is my new friend&lt;br /&gt;and I like it anwyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-113563100395346733?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/113563100395346733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=113563100395346733' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113563100395346733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113563100395346733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/12/dida-you-ever-hear-story-of-catanip.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-113393853733251899</id><published>2005-12-07T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:57:36.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Was not that good atp utting put picktures before&lt;br /&gt;but here is a picture of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spatch.net/abbie-getem.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why abbie you SAy that is a stranger whisker you have coming out of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;and I say that is no whisker that is my mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I toldyou there are a lot of mice around here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-113393853733251899?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/113393853733251899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=113393853733251899' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113393853733251899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113393853733251899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-was-not-that-good-atp-utting-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-113269271690441863</id><published>2005-11-22T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:51:56.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was asnother mouse today&lt;br /&gt;where do they come from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idea number12: the wall&lt;br /&gt;idea number2: a hole&lt;br /&gt;idea number 3: mouslvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where they come from &lt;br /&gt;but I Do know where they go&lt;br /&gt;burp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-113269271690441863?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/113269271690441863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=113269271690441863' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113269271690441863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113269271690441863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-was-asnother-mouse-today-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-113198908461216909</id><published>2005-11-14T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T12:24:44.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ho Hum&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;I just owoke up&lt;br /&gt;I have been sleeping a lot&lt;br /&gt;its not so hard to do when theres nothing much else dto do&lt;br /&gt;you just got os leep and you wake up and that's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some parties recently and i invtestigaed the party&lt;br /&gt;and i ate some food when nobody was looiking and then people saw me&lt;br /&gt;and they said oh thats the famous abbie&lt;br /&gt;here have some cheese&lt;br /&gt;so it wasnt such a bad party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hs been very quiet otherwise&lt;br /&gt;i ma trying to find someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;have not had much sudccess with that&lt;br /&gt;people dont count by the way&lt;br /&gt;peopleare like "oh hello arent you a cute little cat well well well what do you want do you want some food do you want a scritch do you want to play with your bouncy ball"&lt;br /&gt;and all i had said was "close the door"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a mouse&lt;br /&gt;it was hdiing in the food&lt;br /&gt;I siad hello little mouse&lt;br /&gt;it said screep screep screep&lt;br /&gt;I said my names abbie what is your name&lt;br /&gt;it said screep screep screep&lt;br /&gt;i said what do you want to talk about for there is a world of things to talk about&lt;br /&gt;screep screep screep&lt;br /&gt;and it hid a little bit further in the corner of the food&lt;br /&gt;i said you're not one for conversationa re you little mouse&lt;br /&gt;that is sad for i know we could have lots of fun times talkng to each other about everything and nothing&lt;br /&gt;i would tell you what its is like to be a cat and you coul d tell stories about being a MOuse&lt;br /&gt;then th ey would rwrite a book a bout us, it woul dbe called ABbie and the Mouse&lt;br /&gt;and we would be friends&lt;br /&gt;screep screep screep&lt;br /&gt;that was all it said&lt;br /&gt;well that was that as fara AS i was concerned &lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered with rodents who don't want to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;so i cahased the mouse and caught it&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what happened to it after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i caught anohter mouse that was strying to eat my food&lt;br /&gt;it took a piece of food right out of my bowl and everything&lt;br /&gt;this time i didnt bother to chat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-113198908461216909?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/113198908461216909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=113198908461216909' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113198908461216909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/113198908461216909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/11/ho-hum-hi-i-just-owoke-up-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112760319078973227</id><published>2005-09-24T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:06:30.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a SAd day&lt;br /&gt;i am vffeeling very low&lt;br /&gt;the other cat is gone for good&lt;br /&gt;i don'tknow why&lt;br /&gt;i dind't do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off she was sick and dshe didnt tell anybody she was sick&lt;br /&gt;not even me&lt;br /&gt;i said why are you so skinny and she said i dunno let me sleep&lt;br /&gt;i said why do you sleep so much and she said because i am tired okay let me sleep&lt;br /&gt;and when I said you are not eating my food anymore why are you not eating my food anymore she just licked her paw and went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so iw ent over and i said hey i dont think the other cat is feeling very well you ought to take her to the vets&lt;br /&gt;at least if she was really feeling all right and just trying to lie to me and pretend to be sick for symppathy then a trip t o the vets would change her wagon&lt;br /&gt;so they took her to the vets and this is what the vets said&lt;br /&gt;oh she is not eating and not drinking and she has a fatty liver&lt;br /&gt;this is when you donot eat and your liver gets full of fat&lt;br /&gt;she has to stay for a few days and take the tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they kepther for a few days and they took her tests&lt;br /&gt;and she lost four poudns&lt;br /&gt;and they said she has pnacraiatis or something like a pancras i dont know what that is i'm only trying to read the words on the sheet&lt;br /&gt;they said that she could be treatd okay but it would take a lot of work and a lot of medicins and I know what its like to take medicine and nobdoy likes that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night they let her come home &lt;br /&gt;she had a big bag of medicins&lt;br /&gt;and food that I could not eat&lt;br /&gt;they had medicine to antibitoics and medicine to make her want to eat&lt;br /&gt;and medicines for her stomach and medicins for her liver&lt;br /&gt;and a big tube to put the food in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sat on her favorit chair and ate a bit of the food&lt;br /&gt;and then she put her head on her paws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said whats wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;she said abbie i am a tired pirate&lt;br /&gt;i said you are not a pirate you are a cat and you are here with me and soon you will be awake and fighting me for my food once again&lt;br /&gt;she said no it has been a long voyage and it's time for me to go&lt;br /&gt;go where&lt;br /&gt;she said you know the cats who have been before&lt;br /&gt;the ones we sing songs about&lt;br /&gt;who are always there even if you cant see them with your full eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the journey over that bridge of rainbows i said&lt;br /&gt;she snorted and said pah that's all nonsense&lt;br /&gt;there is no bridge&lt;br /&gt;you just move on, thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I said that is a relief&lt;br /&gt;ebcause I don't like too many bridges to begin wtih&lt;br /&gt;but whats this about wanting to be with the cats who have been before&lt;br /&gt;she said it's not like i have much of a Choice abbie&lt;br /&gt;i said this is bushwah and furthermore we are supposed to be together and if you go where does that leave me, all alone i tell you it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;she asaid i'll always be around somewhere but you just won't be able to see me&lt;br /&gt;but when there's a nice shadow on the floor&lt;br /&gt;or if a cupboard door opens&lt;br /&gt;i'm there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to bite you I said&lt;br /&gt;your kind of thinkingis foolish and you will get better&lt;br /&gt;suit yourself she said&lt;br /&gt;then the guy took her upstairs and put her on the bed and she went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen says I following everybody upstairs&lt;br /&gt;you cant go&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i was a pain&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for the time we fought and i bit your ear&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i could stand to let you have a fwew more Bitesin the cat dish&lt;br /&gt;or the time i wanted you to go away&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really want you to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she opened an eye&lt;br /&gt;and said i know&lt;br /&gt;we are brother and sister and that means a Lot&lt;br /&gt;and you always were my best friend&lt;br /&gt;but i am tired abbie&lt;br /&gt;if you want you can help me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i said&lt;br /&gt;she said remember the song i sung to you&lt;br /&gt;the one you learned from me and the cats who have gone before&lt;br /&gt;if you wanted you could sing it to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight you cats I sang&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for all good cats to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;there are things to do tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And you can do them then&lt;br /&gt;but now its time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and you can dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i looked up she was sleeping and quite happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning she was quiet and still&lt;br /&gt;and breathing Very soft&lt;br /&gt;she sat on a lap&lt;br /&gt;in the sun&lt;br /&gt;her name was martha&lt;br /&gt;and she was petted gently&lt;br /&gt;by pepole who loved her&lt;br /&gt;and it was there she died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt have to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112760319078973227?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112760319078973227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112760319078973227' title='114 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112760319078973227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112760319078973227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-is-sad-day-i-am-vffeeling-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>114</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112546651620129031</id><published>2005-08-31T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T01:39:09.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I l;earned about neagative psychology today&lt;br /&gt;it is when you say one thing but you mean the reverse of it&lt;br /&gt;like when someone says "go ahead abbie stay on the table, we really want you up there dancing around in our food and being a pest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is uspposed to happen is I am suposed to think "well I am feeling fat and Contrary today so if they want me on the table I will say NO and hop down, so there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt work&lt;br /&gt;but just the same&lt;br /&gt;today I found out what poutine is&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it anymore&lt;br /&gt;so none of that for me thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112546651620129031?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112546651620129031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112546651620129031' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112546651620129031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112546651620129031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-learned-about-neagative-psychology.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112543218852482745</id><published>2005-08-30T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T16:03:08.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>again I am in the right and good&lt;br /&gt;the doors were open yeeterday&lt;br /&gt;the othercat said that it was time for an adventure, come on and we shall go exploring&lt;br /&gt;and i myself said oh no that is not allowed&lt;br /&gt;we are INdoor cats and outsdoors is not for indoor cats&lt;br /&gt;she said pooh-pooh, what is indoors and outdoors anyway, all it is is a matter of doors&lt;br /&gt;and away she went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEy alater found her in the garden &lt;br /&gt;pretending to be a spider plant&lt;br /&gt;meanwlhile I was well hbehaved and given poutine&lt;br /&gt;at least i ASKed for poutinge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112543218852482745?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112543218852482745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112543218852482745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112543218852482745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112543218852482745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/08/again-i-am-in-right-and-good-doors.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112378676810529504</id><published>2005-08-11T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:54:46.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEllo and thankyou for calling Abbie the CAt enterprises, this is ME ABBIE speaking&lt;br /&gt;how can I helpyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes hello mr bug it is nice to hear from you again how was your trip to the ktichen&lt;br /&gt;and what can I dofor you today&lt;br /&gt;well I am sorry to hear that you are worried a cat is going to step onyou and maybe eat you for a sanck&lt;br /&gt;if ICan place you on a bref hold I will transfer yu to our other cat department&lt;br /&gt;okaythank you&lt;br /&gt;oops&lt;br /&gt;i meant to place mr bug on hold but i have acidentally on purpose stepped on him&lt;br /&gt;oh well thats the way business goes&lt;br /&gt;I will fill out my call report form and then take the next call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello and Thank you for calling Abbie the Cat enterprises this is ME ABBIE speaking how can Ihelp you&lt;br /&gt;oh its you&lt;br /&gt;listen why are you calling me&lt;br /&gt;I dont care what you think, this is my game today&lt;br /&gt;what doyou mean this game is stupid&lt;br /&gt;i played your game when you ran the grocery storye&lt;br /&gt;and i had to buy articohks and I dont even LIKE artichoks&lt;br /&gt;hey you cant say those things on the phone&lt;br /&gt;well you are full of beans too&lt;br /&gt;I am goingto hang up on you&lt;br /&gt;and i will fill mout my call preort form and it will say "got a call from an anoying cat who annoyed me and was busy being a pest and I hung up on her"&lt;br /&gt;and i wont get fired&lt;br /&gt;no you cant speak to my supervisor&lt;br /&gt;well go right ahead then&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she alswyas has to ruin my games&lt;br /&gt;so much for the phone&lt;br /&gt;i think next im going to run a hotel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112378676810529504?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112378676810529504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112378676810529504' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112378676810529504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112378676810529504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-and-thankyou-for-calling-abbie.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112321612804645993</id><published>2005-08-05T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:28:48.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH idid not know if I told you already&lt;br /&gt;we are in a new place&lt;br /&gt;We got taken here a few dasy ago&lt;br /&gt;it is a lot bigger&lt;br /&gt;there are Stairs in my house&lt;br /&gt;including some staris we're not supposd to be on&lt;br /&gt;But we use them anyway&lt;br /&gt;my paws are all gray because of the basment I found&lt;br /&gt;it is a mysterious exciting place full of adventure ande xploration&lt;br /&gt;oh and there is food and foods&lt;br /&gt;I pushed my food all voer the floor because ti is a housewarming present&lt;br /&gt;here are more people too&lt;br /&gt;one oft hem brushed me&lt;br /&gt;and put a comb over me&lt;br /&gt;and said "i have taken enough ahir off you ABbie to make a new cat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well humph&lt;br /&gt;if you do that you better not call it abbie junior&lt;br /&gt;because I see where you put all that hair&lt;br /&gt;abbie junior does not live in a trashcan Thank you very much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112321612804645993?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112321612804645993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112321612804645993' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112321612804645993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112321612804645993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-idid-not-know-if-i-told-you-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-112264478577270358</id><published>2005-07-29T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:46:25.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lastnight was aCampout night&lt;br /&gt;i snuck outside when the door was open&lt;br /&gt;and camped out&lt;br /&gt;on the staisdrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a much better wildernsss than being outside, being on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;well the groudnd is green but not planty&lt;br /&gt;it is like a rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therre are strange sounds in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;like the other cat behind the door&lt;br /&gt;who says YOu shouldnt be out like that&lt;br /&gt;and says I'm gonna tell&lt;br /&gt;and says whats it like out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of the wilderness is the great sleep you get&lt;br /&gt;i wokeup this mornign fresh as a daisy&lt;br /&gt;and headbutted the door until i was let in&lt;br /&gt;and then enjoyed a big delicious breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need a lot of energy to headbutt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-112264478577270358?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/112264478577270358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=112264478577270358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112264478577270358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/112264478577270358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/07/lastnight-was-acampout-night-i-snuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111984339231374562</id><published>2005-06-26T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:36:32.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAIt what has happened to my webpage&lt;br /&gt;hllo blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111984339231374562?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111984339231374562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111984339231374562' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111984339231374562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111984339231374562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/06/wait-what-has-happened-to-my-webpage.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111984325536265488</id><published>2005-06-26T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:36:03.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hot&lt;br /&gt;OH boy is it so hot&lt;br /&gt;it is really hot&lt;br /&gt;we are hiding out in the bathroom it is hot&lt;br /&gt;the other cat is curled up enxt to the terlet&lt;br /&gt;i tell her it is very sunseemly to be doing so&lt;br /&gt;for instance nobody sleeps around OUr catbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so hot there is not much tod o&lt;br /&gt;i mangaged to find a fly to talk to&lt;br /&gt;we had a conversation but it was not very interesting&lt;br /&gt;hello fly I said my name is abbie&lt;br /&gt;buzz buzz buzz said the fly&lt;br /&gt;how ar eyou doing today I said&lt;br /&gt;buzz buzz buzz food food buzz food buzz buzz food said the fly&lt;br /&gt;I said i didnt see any food here&lt;br /&gt;buzz buzz buzz buz buzz said the fly&lt;br /&gt;it was then I realized i dont know how to speak fly&lt;br /&gt;so i chased him out the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it is more rewarding to talk to the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111984325536265488?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111984325536265488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111984325536265488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111984325536265488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111984325536265488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/06/hot-oh-boy-is-it-so-hot-it-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111721097399824994</id><published>2005-05-27T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T12:22:54.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was sunny againt today hooray&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where it had gone but it was gone but now it's not&lt;br /&gt;so I was enjoyihg  a pleasant nap in the sun&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat came by and said look the sun is back it's spring and you know what time that is&lt;br /&gt;and I said what&lt;br /&gt;she said it is spring cleaning time and I am in charge&lt;br /&gt;and I said waht&lt;br /&gt;so she sat down behind me and held my head and said geez louise abbie your ears are filthy&lt;br /&gt;and started to wash my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i like having my ears washed as much as the next cat so that was okay I guess&lt;br /&gt;even if idont think she was beign very thorough&lt;br /&gt;once she was done i said okay thank you very much now it is my turn to be in charge&lt;br /&gt;and i got up and asat back down on her and started to wash her ears&lt;br /&gt;she said no that is not fair you do not get to be in charge&lt;br /&gt;I said it is spring cleaning time you said that&lt;br /&gt;and she said my ears are perfectly clean&lt;br /&gt;and I swatted her head and said you are full of beans look&lt;br /&gt;and that is when we had a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just goes to show you no good deed goes unpunished&lt;br /&gt;anyway the sun was lovely and may it come back again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111721097399824994?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111721097399824994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111721097399824994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111721097399824994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111721097399824994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-was-sunny-againt-today-hooray-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111609094083830830</id><published>2005-05-14T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:15:40.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been sugested that since we are growing older that we are slwowing down a bit&lt;br /&gt;no longer making leaps from the bed to the dresser with as much Grace as used to be&lt;br /&gt;I myself donot believe such lies, I am still fit and hale and hearty like a battlesihp&lt;br /&gt;in fact I CAn stand on my head if I Wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I just dont want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n other news I ate a burrito today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111609094083830830?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111609094083830830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111609094083830830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111609094083830830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111609094083830830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-has-been-sugested-that-since-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111540796180198182</id><published>2005-05-06T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:32:41.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OIKAy sometimes I just dont get things&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sitting here minding my ownbusiness&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat comes up and says oh hey&lt;br /&gt;I say hey&lt;br /&gt;she says guess what&lt;br /&gt;I say what&lt;br /&gt;she says I bet you cant walk backwards&lt;br /&gt;and I say what that's easy, you're ufll of beans, look&lt;br /&gt;so I stand up and I start to walk backards&lt;br /&gt;and I say see, it's easy&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat just looks at me and says BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP&lt;br /&gt;then she laughed to herself and ran off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont pretend to understand a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;but she I understand the least&lt;br /&gt;now I am going to understand the catbox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111540796180198182?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111540796180198182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111540796180198182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111540796180198182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111540796180198182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/05/oikay-sometimes-i-just-dont-get-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111497767926407656</id><published>2005-05-01T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:01:19.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO what are yosu puuposed to get on your bitrthday&lt;br /&gt;ME i got sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was full of a nap too&lt;br /&gt;SO it wasnt all THAT bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111497767926407656?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111418733309177076</id><published>2005-04-22T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T12:28:53.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hay guess what i have&lt;br /&gt;guess what i have&lt;br /&gt;guess what i have&lt;br /&gt;guess guess gusess guess guess guess gues geuss guess guess guess guess guess guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay give up&lt;br /&gt;it is cornbread&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111418733309177076?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111418733309177076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111418733309177076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111418733309177076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111418733309177076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-hay-guess-what-i-have-guess-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111415480240780384</id><published>2005-04-22T03:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T03:26:42.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Get a lot of email&lt;br /&gt;most iof it is addressed to ABBie&lt;br /&gt;but I think there is another abbie who is writing mails and getting responsses&lt;br /&gt;because honestly some of the responses I get I dont rememebr writing for in the first place&lt;br /&gt;one person wrote me and said "helo ABBIE thanks for writing here is your new mortgage"&lt;br /&gt;what the heck is a mortgage&lt;br /&gt;i dont know but there are a lot of numbers and % signs in it&lt;br /&gt;someone elese said "HEllo abbie thanks for writing here are the stocks you requestd for investing in"&lt;br /&gt;funny but I dont do much investing&lt;br /&gt;maybe this other Abbie does&lt;br /&gt;maybe he wears a suit&lt;br /&gt;thern there was the nice lady who said "hello abbie thanks for writing I am a cheating housewife and I am very bored"&lt;br /&gt;well maybe if you did not cheat all the time you would not be so bored playing cards or Scrable or whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;I play fair here strictly on the level thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;no matter what a certain miss Tattletale likes to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were some other mails about medicins that I KNOW I did not write in the first place becaus frankly I Have had an Operation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hte other cat says the mail I get just pretends that I wrote in the first place&lt;br /&gt;well Id like them to pretend I wrote and asked for chicken&lt;br /&gt;besides WHat does a tattletale know anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111415480240780384?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111415480240780384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111415480240780384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111415480240780384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111415480240780384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-get-lot-of-email-most-iof-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-111346912867740305</id><published>2005-04-14T04:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T04:58:48.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wellw ell well look what the me dragged in&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thought I was gone for a while&lt;br /&gt;WEll okay I was&lt;br /&gt;but I was having exicting adventures in fiji&lt;br /&gt;that's right fiji&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thougth i was gonna say the moon&lt;br /&gt;well that's where I was last time when I was gone for a while&lt;br /&gt;but this time around I was in fiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautful place fiji&lt;br /&gt;there tbhe beaches are full of sand&lt;br /&gt;and you just lie around all day&lt;br /&gt;if you open your mouth a fish will jump in, no joke&lt;br /&gt;AND then you can eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh it certainly is the life in fiji&lt;br /&gt;so much so that I had to come back&lt;br /&gt;I havd to come back because my country needed me&lt;br /&gt;so I saved the day yet again and stayed back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this is true so you don't have to listen to what the other cat says&lt;br /&gt;She thinks i stayed at home ALl along hogging the comupter when she could have been using it&lt;br /&gt;of course she has a barrel of lies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-111346912867740305?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/111346912867740305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=111346912867740305' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111346912867740305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/111346912867740305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/04/wellw-ell-well-look-what-me-dragged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110794167403505402</id><published>2005-02-09T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T04:34:34.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello it's your old pal again Martha.&lt;br /&gt;Abbie is still in major trouble and he wont be on the computer for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;This gives me time to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I play games and I draw pictures but I erase them afterwards and I visit websites.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I cant do on the computer is play ebay.&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of why I can't go to ebay.&lt;br /&gt;One time I went to ebay.&lt;br /&gt;There was something on ebay once that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;The game on ebay is to say how much you would pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;I said I would pay five dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Then ebay said beep someone else said they would pay six dollars.&lt;br /&gt;So I said I would pay seven dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Then ebay said beep someone else said they would pay eight dollars.&lt;br /&gt;This is where you see that I am clever.&lt;br /&gt;I said well okay I will pay ten dollars, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Then ebay said beep someone else said they would pay twelve dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Well of all the nerve.&lt;br /&gt;So I said well I would pay twenty dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Then Abbie came by and asked me what I was doing, and I said I was playing the ebay game.&lt;br /&gt;He said how do you do that and I said by telling ebay how much you would pay for something for instance this picture of a pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;He said where are you going to get the money to pay ebay for the picture?&lt;br /&gt;And I said you dont have to pay, you just pretend you will.&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't think that is how the game worked.&lt;br /&gt;But then I looked at the rules and the rules said that if you won the ebay game you really did have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;And that's in real money.&lt;br /&gt;Well that is a stupid game.&lt;br /&gt;You win and you have to pay money sounds like you don't win to me.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me someone else said that they will pay twenty-one dollars for the picture of the pirate ship and I said okay.&lt;br /&gt;It is all a shame though.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice looking pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;I am typing very slowly on this so that abbie sees me on the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110794167403505402?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110759734665093103</id><published>2005-02-05T04:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T05:04:09.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me again, Martha.&lt;br /&gt;I am writing today because Abbie cannot write today.&lt;br /&gt;He is not writing because he lost his computer privileges.&lt;br /&gt;He lost his computer privileges because he did something very bad.&lt;br /&gt;He hurt someone and you are not supposed to hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And someone can be anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think he meant to hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And he didn't mean to hurt someone.&lt;br /&gt;But I told him if he didn't stop running around in the middle of the night he was going to hurt someone.&lt;br /&gt;And he said ha to me and kept running.&lt;br /&gt;And he ran on the bed, and he wanted to jump onto the windowsill.&lt;br /&gt;I think there were things outside he wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I do know that he is just a foolish cat because he didn't look where he was leaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he jumped on the bed, he actually jumped onto someone's head first.&lt;br /&gt;And then he jumped onto the windowsill.&lt;br /&gt;When he was on their head.&lt;br /&gt;So he scratched them.&lt;br /&gt;On the eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;And what do you know, he hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;And they were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping, too, right close by.&lt;br /&gt;I had to wake up too because everybody was awake at that point.&lt;br /&gt;And there was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;They had to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know pirates used to paint the floors of their ships red, so the blood did not show up and upset everybody when there was a fight.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway there turned out to be a really big cut and it looks wicked.&lt;br /&gt;There will be a scar and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Scars are great.&lt;br /&gt;They mean you have had your lumps in a fight and you came out okay.&lt;br /&gt;I suggested an eyepatch even though the cut is above the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Eyepatches are neat but not for too long because I like to see in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because he was bad he is not allowed to use the computer for a while.&lt;br /&gt;This makes him sad because I think he was playing a game that he really liked.&lt;br /&gt;And now he can't play his game until he apologizes.&lt;br /&gt;He wont apologize.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't apologize for the time when he bit my ear for no reason when I said good day to him and wasn't it a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't apologize for the time when he grabbed the tuna fish from the bowl and ran and hid and wolfed it down and I got no tuna fish to eat.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't apologize for the time when he did his business in the fireplace and not the litterbox.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he has an apologizing bone in his body.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me he is big enough that he has a lot of bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll tell you one thing.&lt;br /&gt;He's very lucky he scratched up the guy and not me.&lt;br /&gt;Because if it was me he scratched up, I would have beaten him up.&lt;br /&gt;Thrashed him soundly and keelhauled him.&lt;br /&gt;As it stands he didn't get beat up.&lt;br /&gt;But he sure got yelled at a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And now he is in the doghouse.&lt;br /&gt;Although we don't have a doghouse because there is no dog, he is in it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all the news for today. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110759734665093103?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/110759734665093103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=110759734665093103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110759734665093103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110759734665093103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello-its-me-again-martha.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110689047030458935</id><published>2005-01-28T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:37:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever herad of Rp Van Winkle&lt;br /&gt;rip van winkle was a young man&lt;br /&gt;and then he fell sasleep&lt;br /&gt;for twenty years&lt;br /&gt;and then he woke upa nd was old&lt;br /&gt;and he dreamed he went bowling&lt;br /&gt;I dont get that part myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway cats have a legend like that too&lt;br /&gt;only it is not about a man who sleeps for twenty years&lt;br /&gt;it is about a Cat convenitely named Abbie who was kept awake for twenty years&lt;br /&gt;by another cat who lives in the place with him&lt;br /&gt;and she stayed up all night pestering him with questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what time is it&lt;br /&gt;and what time is it in india&lt;br /&gt;and where does the water go in the toilert when you flush it&lt;br /&gt;and who came up with the number five&lt;br /&gt;and is the piece of catfood shaped like a fish supposed to taste like a fish because brother it dont taste like fish&lt;br /&gt;and do you know how to flush the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and if the sun is so hot ohow come we dont burn when we sit in it&lt;br /&gt;and am i the first one to ever come up with that question&lt;br /&gt;and why don't we wear shoes&lt;br /&gt;and do you think they'll run out of carrots&lt;br /&gt;and hey I think I just figured out how to flush the toilet, want to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nedless to say the story ends in a great fight&lt;br /&gt;and abbie wins the fight and gets to sleep for once&lt;br /&gt;while the other cat is bansihed to the Annoying Corner&lt;br /&gt;anyway I thought you would like to read a story today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think the otilet has to flush itself by magic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110689047030458935?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/110689047030458935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=110689047030458935' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110689047030458935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110689047030458935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2005/01/have-you-ever-herad-of-rp-van-winkle.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110402973512041323</id><published>2004-12-25T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T21:55:35.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so there s a new recipe I just heard about today for Chirsmtas&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first you take teh DUck&lt;br /&gt;then you put it in the Chicken&lt;br /&gt;then you put it in the turkey&lt;br /&gt;then you COok it&lt;br /&gt;and then you Garnish whatever that means&lt;br /&gt;and serve&lt;br /&gt;to the cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last line is not in the actual recipe I dont think&lt;br /&gt;but I put it in there just to be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho ho burp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110402973512041323?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/110402973512041323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=110402973512041323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110402973512041323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110402973512041323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/12/okay-so-there-s-new-recipe-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110243625737088246</id><published>2004-12-07T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:17:37.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well the hOliday season is upon us and you know what That means, time fo rthe holidays&lt;br /&gt;often it is tough to find a perfect Presnet for someone&lt;br /&gt;well I have just the sugestion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;in a box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is easy and good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how easy isi it, you ask&lt;br /&gt;well let's say you got me some food in a box&lt;br /&gt;first it is easy because you don't even have to put the food in the box, it's already there&lt;br /&gt;you just wrapit up and put my name on it and off you go&lt;br /&gt;when you get to me you say here abbie here is a present for you&lt;br /&gt;and I go oh boy what is it, let me unwrap it&lt;br /&gt;then I see that there is a box, and there is food in it&lt;br /&gt;and I say now this is the best present you could give me, Thank you&lt;br /&gt;then it is time to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that, you just made my holiday season&lt;br /&gt;also i would suggest the food be something i Like, so it pays to shop around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110243625737088246?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/110243625737088246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=110243625737088246' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110243625737088246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110243625737088246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-holiday-season-is-upon-us-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-110101050694711060</id><published>2004-11-20T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T23:15:06.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wellwell well&lt;br /&gt;SOMEone has a bit of an attitude&lt;br /&gt;all I wanted to know whas what she was eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I dont HAVE any beeswax so I know its none of mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-110101050694711060?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/110101050694711060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=110101050694711060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110101050694711060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/110101050694711060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/11/wellwell-well-someone-has-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109941059812375103</id><published>2004-11-02T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T11:34:45.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO today we had to decide on dinner&lt;br /&gt;this is very iomportant because it determins what we eat tonight&lt;br /&gt;so I asked theother cat how we do this and she said it is very simple&lt;br /&gt;first there is one cat who wants tuna and that will be me ABbie&lt;br /&gt;then there is another cat who wants chicken and that will be her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said we have to have a fight over it and that the cat who wants tuna must say that tuna is 100% Delicious all the time and would never think of eating chikcen&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat must say no tuna is 100% disgusting and that chickenis always declicious and ther ecan be no other way about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said but i like tuna and i like chicken too&lt;br /&gt;she said that don't matter because you ahve to be for one and against the other, that's the rules&lt;br /&gt;I also said but sometimes the other cat eats tuna too in fact we have had fights where she tried to take my last piece of tuna and run away with it&lt;br /&gt;and she said that still don't matter either aren't you getting this we have to play this game by the rules and there have to be two sides and there's no switching and if you don't follow the rules you are bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said if you ask me this is a pretty stupid game&lt;br /&gt;a fellow should be able to choose for dinner what he feels hungry for&lt;br /&gt;it's only food&lt;br /&gt;it all ends up mixed up in the same place anyway&lt;br /&gt;so fordinner I stole some steak off the guys plate&lt;br /&gt;and followed it up with some tasty tuna&lt;br /&gt;and some delicious chicken&lt;br /&gt;and then I sat around becaus I was so full I couldnt do anythign else&lt;br /&gt;but I made a decision and I made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I think i won&lt;br /&gt;marigin of error plus or minus 200 percent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109941059812375103?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109917367939861323</id><published>2004-10-30T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T07:25:41.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Was not able to sleep lastnight&lt;br /&gt;I kept waking up and I Had to move&lt;br /&gt;running jumping standing still&lt;br /&gt;I had to jump on the dresser and then jump on the door&lt;br /&gt;I took the curtain off the door iwndow because that's what I had to do&lt;br /&gt;I was cranky because all I really waanted to do was sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the othercat said it is because of the cats gone before us&lt;br /&gt;thoste cats are always around you know&lt;br /&gt;they just don't bring much atention to themselves&lt;br /&gt;they're allways sleeping in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;or inthe shadows if that's what they like&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I can seethem out of the corner of my eye&lt;br /&gt;if you listen carefully sometimes you can hear them&lt;br /&gt;i guess last night they all decided it was time to play&lt;br /&gt;because they sure dont want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;they were ond ifferent time zones or something I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other cat said she would sing a song to them&lt;br /&gt;and she sat next to me and closed her eyes and purred and sang a song&lt;br /&gt;she sang a lullaby to me and the cats&lt;br /&gt;she sang to each of them in turn&lt;br /&gt;she sang to the tortoiseshell and the yellow tabby and the White one with different coloredeyes&lt;br /&gt;and the gray and white who was friendly and the thin black cat who trusted no one&lt;br /&gt;and the blue gray and the blind hunter who had his own song of fighting a porcupine&lt;br /&gt;(we all had to sing the porcupine song when it came around becaus thatis what you do and besides the chorus is fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as she sang they all stoped to listen and sat down and curled up besideus&lt;br /&gt;it was good they donot take up too much space on the bed because we would have been REally crowded&lt;br /&gt;and I lisntend and I closed my eyes and I hummed along&lt;br /&gt;she sang goodnight to us all&lt;br /&gt;goodnight you cats she sang&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for all good cats to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;there are things to do tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And you can do them then&lt;br /&gt;but now its time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and you can dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i remember of it anyway&lt;br /&gt;I'm never too good on remembering words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;of course I had it easy caus my eyes were already closed&lt;br /&gt;and when I woke up it was daytime and time to get up&lt;br /&gt;and wouldnt you know it there was no food in the dish&lt;br /&gt;that right there si a BIG SURPRISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told the other cat i was glad she knew the lullaby&lt;br /&gt;and she licked her paw and said that she onlydid it cause iw as driving her nuts to begin with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h3ere is a good hint&lt;br /&gt;a fight is a good way to wake someone up who also goes to put food in your bowl&lt;br /&gt;especially if you fight on topo f them as they're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;lets just say I learned that from a friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109917367939861323?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/109917367939861323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=109917367939861323' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109917367939861323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109917367939861323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-was-not-able-to-sleep-lastnight-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109617836094481112</id><published>2004-09-26T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T05:20:19.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me again Martha.&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this because Abbie took pictures of his adventures in the hero game.&lt;br /&gt;He does not know how to show the pictures so I said I would show them for him.&lt;br /&gt;But he insists on typing what he wants to say.&lt;br /&gt;So when the pictures are shown and there is writing, it is what he is saying and not me.&lt;br /&gt;I would not say such things about the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;My pictures are better.&lt;br /&gt;Here are his pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Oops the pictures got broken again so they're not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie01.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of ABbie the Ninja and his adventures&lt;br /&gt;look there's me Abbie and I am talking to someone on the street&lt;br /&gt;"Oh you must help us" they say "There are bad guys in the building across the way, can you help us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "Why yes I willd o my best as usual"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie02.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be where the bad guys are&lt;br /&gt;it is funny because it looks like every other building in the city&lt;br /&gt;but that is the sneaky thing about bad guys, they hide in the places you do Not hthink to look in&lt;br /&gt;So I will go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie03.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what did I tell you&lt;br /&gt;BAD GUYS&lt;br /&gt;so I say NOW IT IS TIME TO FIGHT CRIME and we have a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie04.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the numbers show up and they mean red if you are getting hurt and orange if you are beating them up&lt;br /&gt;here it is red because you sometimes Have to take your lumps&lt;br /&gt;it is a very pitched battle and it is full of excitemtnt&lt;br /&gt;and YES I HAVE A SWORD THIS T TIME OKAY &lt;br /&gt;I had to make a new ninja becaus the other cat kept bugging me and saying ninjas have swords and not ice shots&lt;br /&gt;now she is bugging me some more&lt;br /&gt;in the middel of the story even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie05.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and naturaly I am victorious&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;IAM typing here&lt;br /&gt;get awayfrom the keyboarrd&lt;br /&gt;i can say wahat I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie06.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurray we saved grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- &lt;img src="http://www.worldstop.com/~spatula/coh-abbie07.jpg"&gt; --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all this fighting it is Time for a tastey snack so I am making up my mind&lt;br /&gt;being a hero is hard because you have so many choices to choose from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the game in a nut shell&lt;br /&gt;yes we use virtue serevrs&lt;br /&gt;but we dont play much except for today&lt;br /&gt;and I Dont play with Groups becaus i am a Ninja and also they buged me about my ice shots too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109617836094481112?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/109617836094481112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=109617836094481112' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109617836094481112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109617836094481112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-its-me-again-martha.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109487748091095328</id><published>2004-09-10T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T00:38:00.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IWAs playing the superhero game today and someone said abbie wher eis your battlecry&lt;br /&gt;I said I dont cry in battle&lt;br /&gt;they said no the batle cry is the thing you say when you are ready to fight&lt;br /&gt;like "now I am ready to fight"&lt;br /&gt;the thing had one becaus he said its clobbering time&lt;br /&gt;and the hulk had one because he said RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought about it forawhile and then I decided&lt;br /&gt;i say NOW IT IS TIME TO FIGHT CRIME and that rhyms so you can see it is VEry good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is whathappens in the super hero game&lt;br /&gt;first you put in your name and pasword&lt;br /&gt;then you choose your hero&lt;br /&gt;if you mess up you choose the other cat's hero&lt;br /&gt;but she made mep romise not to choose hers or else I would get in trouble&lt;br /&gt;I dont see why I would get into trouble all Iwould do is run around as her saying things like "oh ABbie the NInja is far better than I am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you patrol for criminals&lt;br /&gt;this means you walk around on the streets&lt;br /&gt;I saw two bad guys harras a fat guy&lt;br /&gt;so I said NOW IT IS TIME TO FIGHT CRIME and fought them&lt;br /&gt;I won of course&lt;br /&gt;the fat guy said oh thank you for saving me&lt;br /&gt;I said whoa hey you are fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I went into a factory to find bad guys&lt;br /&gt;someone told me to go look for them there&lt;br /&gt;these are people you talk to&lt;br /&gt;they say Hello abbie you sure are a powerful hero, go and fight some bad guys for me&lt;br /&gt;the factory was empty and I said I hope there are not any bad guys here because they will be sorry they are bad if I find them&lt;br /&gt;then I said wait I mean I hope there are bad guys there so I can fight them&lt;br /&gt;and there are lots of them&lt;br /&gt;and I am surounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but does ABbie the ninja give up&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when the ice shots come out&lt;br /&gt;and they get frozen&lt;br /&gt;and I say NOW IT IS TIME TO FIGHT CRIME&lt;br /&gt;even though it was time af ew seconds ago&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with the ice shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all I won&lt;br /&gt;for my reward another fat guy said congratulations abbiie you saved the factory&lt;br /&gt;wonder what it is with this game and fat guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109436165774985631</id><published>2004-09-05T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T01:20:57.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started playing a newgame today&lt;br /&gt;it is the Super HERo game&lt;br /&gt;in it you are a super hero&lt;br /&gt;you have to go around the city fighting Crime&lt;br /&gt;it is a fungame and you can be a super hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up and it said make a superhero&lt;br /&gt;and I made aABBie the Ninja&lt;br /&gt;he is a ninja who shots fireballs and can zap enemys with electrical powers&lt;br /&gt;if they get out of hand&lt;br /&gt;the game said ok what is your battle cry&lt;br /&gt;and I said wait what i would not cry in battle&lt;br /&gt;abbie the NInja is fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other cat saw what i was doing adn sniffed&lt;br /&gt;she said ninjas dont shoot fireballs or zap enemys&lt;br /&gt;she said ninjas need swords to chop up the bad guys&lt;br /&gt;I said butt out of this you or else I will make a super hero for you and call it Captain Full of BEans&lt;br /&gt;she said move over let me do it&lt;br /&gt;and she made a character named after herself&lt;br /&gt;and it was a PIrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said now wait a minute we're supposed to be the good guys here&lt;br /&gt;and a pirate is a bad guy, it is not a good guy&lt;br /&gt;and she said well maybe this one is a good guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one Drawback for this game is that you cannot fight each other&lt;br /&gt;only bad guys&lt;br /&gt;i would make a bad guy if they let me and call it the turky bandit&lt;br /&gt;all the good guys would run in fear from me thats for sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109341989079638947</id><published>2004-08-25T03:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T03:44:50.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Suppose I ought to mention there was a bird in the house rcently&lt;br /&gt;yes there was&lt;br /&gt;there was a little bird and it lived in the drawer by the bed&lt;br /&gt;one morning I was minding my Own business ERIght there&lt;br /&gt;and there was this noise that sounded like a bird in a draewer&lt;br /&gt;and ther eit was&lt;br /&gt;well naturally I was very interested in this developement as because there has not eben a bird in the drawer before&lt;br /&gt;but then this is where the cruel part happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and othe other cat were so excited to see the brid&lt;br /&gt;she yelled&lt;br /&gt;not me&lt;br /&gt;I didnot yell&lt;br /&gt;and the guy woke up and said "oh no" and put us both in the other room&lt;br /&gt;while the bird got to fly free out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is unfair to a high degree&lt;br /&gt;I saw the bird first and therfore should have been able to do what I wanted with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no more brids have been in the drawer since&lt;br /&gt;I Should know because I keep checking&lt;br /&gt;just in case&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109341989079638947?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/109341989079638947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=109341989079638947' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109341989079638947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109341989079638947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-suppose-i-ought-to-mention-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109158857063312336</id><published>2004-08-03T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T23:04:31.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote a play Today&lt;br /&gt;it is a mystery play&lt;br /&gt;the name is It IS A mystery&lt;br /&gt;it is about a msytery and the dectective has to figure out who did it&lt;br /&gt;here is the play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SI A MSYTERY&lt;br /&gt;by ME Abbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETTECTIVE JONES: hello everybody I have brought you into this room to tell you who done it&lt;br /&gt;MRS HOOPLE: Oh thank heavens this mystery is almost over&lt;br /&gt;COUNT SNODGRASS: well detective jones I do not think you know who did it&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE JONES: on the contrary I know exactly who did it and everybody in the room is a suspect&lt;br /&gt;MISSMILICENT: gooodness gracious&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE JONS: you miss milicent you are a suspcect because you were friends with mr ankle and you wantd his money&lt;br /&gt;MISS MILICENT: but I didnot do it&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE JONES: And count snodgras you are a suspect because you are mean and villianous and did not like mr ankle&lt;br /&gt;COUNT SNOD GRASS: lies all lies detective joness I shall see you hang for this&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE JONES: and mrs hoople you are a suspect becaus you had the oportunity when mr ankle was asleep&lt;br /&gt;MRS HOOPLE: why I never&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE JONES: also the maid is a suspect too&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIV JONES: okay now I shall reveal who the culprit is and how they did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all the play I Have writen&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to figure out who did it&lt;br /&gt;itis fortuneate i can have a rewrite becaus the play does not open up until next month&lt;br /&gt;starring ME abbie as detective jones and a spider as count snodgrass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109158857063312336?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/109158857063312336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=109158857063312336' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109158857063312336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109158857063312336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-wrote-play-today-it-is-mystery-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-109101189301562671</id><published>2004-07-28T06:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T06:51:33.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There si a Convnention going on nearby&lt;br /&gt;that measn a lot of poeple and they all talk a lot on tv&lt;br /&gt;personlly I don't care too mcuh for tv anyway&lt;br /&gt;never enough cats on tv and when there are the cats are all boring&lt;br /&gt;or somsoene is throwing a shoe at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say oh hay abbie you are a cat and I say yes&lt;br /&gt;and they say you have a bolg and I say yes&lt;br /&gt;and they say so you should be rwriting about this convention&lt;br /&gt;and I say what&lt;br /&gt;for one it is not a very good place for cats at least that's what I saw on tv&lt;br /&gt;everybody is making a lot of noise&lt;br /&gt;and stomping their feet which usually means "I mean it get off the counter NOW"&lt;br /&gt;or something to that effect usually involving food&lt;br /&gt;Also it is not a place I would like to sneak in and get caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thouh i do seem to see what needs to be done when writing in blogs about conventions&lt;br /&gt;first you have to figure out if you agree with what they are saying or not&lt;br /&gt;if you agre then you write about how great it is and what a goodtime you ar ehaving&lt;br /&gt;if you don't agree then you wirte about how miserable it is and that it is all a disastser&lt;br /&gt;even if you're having a goodtime anyway&lt;br /&gt;all in lall Id like to stay home if you dont mind&lt;br /&gt;something tells me they don't serve cats fancy dinners at this convention&lt;br /&gt;I would rather make do with these leftovers&lt;br /&gt;you weren't really going to eat them were you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-109101189301562671?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/109101189301562671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=109101189301562671' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109101189301562671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/109101189301562671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/07/there-si-convnention-going-on-nearby.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108968049551037616</id><published>2004-07-12T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:11:42.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait&lt;br /&gt;WHAt the heck is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I See how it is&lt;br /&gt;First off you go away for a while and you hve Lots of trouble and then you sit under the Bed and while you're there certain parties decide it is better to not leave well enough alone and befor eyou know it the entire place smells entierley different and boy oh aboy someone is in for a bunch of trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEt me tell you about hte trip to the doctos&lt;br /&gt;frst off there wasnt a car trip to the doctors&lt;br /&gt;no sir we walked down the hill&lt;br /&gt;well I was in the box and someone carried me see&lt;br /&gt;and there were cars going all over the place and it was very loud&lt;br /&gt;SO then we get to the doctors and the doctors says well hello abbie now you can sit in the waiting room&lt;br /&gt;so We sat in the waiting room and I did more sitting than waiting&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile there were dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then we get to the other room and the first thing the doctor does is put me on a scale&lt;br /&gt;it says 18 pounds and maybe some ounces&lt;br /&gt;then she goes well mr abbie you need to go on a diet&lt;br /&gt;well of all the nerve&lt;br /&gt;I ast least said hello how ar eyou my name is abbie first&lt;br /&gt;but after that oh man the glovs were off&lt;br /&gt;I decidd that I could hiss all I wanted and growl too for good measure&lt;br /&gt;even though I was getting scritched which isnt too bad all things considered&lt;br /&gt;the doctor says okay abbie it is a good thing we do not have anti sass medicins because I would write you a perscription for the biggest bottle in the world right now&lt;br /&gt;I figure you would be sassy too if someone was shining a light in your ear&lt;br /&gt;what do you need to see in there anyways&lt;br /&gt;IT'S AN EAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she lts me go and I run right back into the cat carier&lt;br /&gt;you can't get earinspected if you're in there&lt;br /&gt;I did hear her say i was a gorgeous cat&lt;br /&gt;well there you go&lt;br /&gt;18 poudns of gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got a ride home and that was good&lt;br /&gt;when I got back I fel asleep&lt;br /&gt;and thats why I'm writing today&lt;br /&gt;being angry takes a lot out of a fellow thats for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I undersantd the other cat was a pirate and made money for this trip&lt;br /&gt;I donot believe her as I know for a fact she was lonunging about most of the days here&lt;br /&gt;I think somepeople helped her out&lt;br /&gt;and this is the part where I say thank you a lot&lt;br /&gt;because aparnetly I wouldnt have gone if it wasnt for a lot of help&lt;br /&gt;even the oeple who wrote nice things are nice too and they get thanks&lt;br /&gt;even though I dont know how they got to write in my blog anyway&lt;br /&gt;but ther eyou go&lt;br /&gt;so thankyou very much from ME ABBIE&lt;br /&gt;and becaus of you the other cat didn't sing chanteys all day long&lt;br /&gt;just a few days&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt even know the words&lt;br /&gt;she just hums and then pretends to sing something rude and then laughs&lt;br /&gt;why cant you be a pirate in the other room, that's what I want to know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108968049551037616?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108968049551037616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108968049551037616' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108968049551037616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108968049551037616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/07/wait-what-heck-is-this-i-see-how-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108855533265497845</id><published>2004-06-29T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:28:52.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello it is Martha again.&lt;br /&gt;While Abbie wasn't looking I decided to change his blog.&lt;br /&gt;He does not like change.&lt;br /&gt;He says when things change he isn't happy.&lt;br /&gt;But I can only look at that same old blog for only so long.&lt;br /&gt;So now look what I did.&lt;br /&gt;I used BLoggger.&lt;br /&gt;Now I made it look better.&lt;br /&gt;And look you can write stuff in it too.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't your blog ok.&lt;br /&gt;If Abbie gets grumpy he will change it back I just know.&lt;br /&gt;He already is grumpy so watch out ok.&lt;br /&gt;Boy will he be in for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Look my name is even on every page now.&lt;br /&gt;HA ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108855533265497845?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108855533265497845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108855533265497845' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108855533265497845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108855533265497845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/06/hello-it-is-martha-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108854451852063744</id><published>2004-06-29T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T17:28:38.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess who, it's Martha.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my pirate resume.&lt;br /&gt;You need a resume if you want to be a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;I got help with the resume from some websites but none of them had pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Martha the Cat&lt;br /&gt;Ship: Between ships&lt;br /&gt;Objective: To obtain a high-ranking position in a pirate crew where my pirate skills will benefit and add value to the crew. &lt;br /&gt;(that is the part I had help with.)&lt;br /&gt;Also, to become a mighty pirate.&lt;br /&gt;And plunder a lot and retire to a pirate island and eat mangos all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills: Plundering, pirating, yo-ho-hoing, belaying that line, heaving to, setting sail, battening down hatches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expertise: Stealing food and blaming others for it, singing sea chanteys, running around on a ship during a battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References available upon request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is my resume.&lt;br /&gt;With it I can become a mighty pirate.&lt;br /&gt;Also I will need to try a mango sometime just so I know what they taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Abbie is asleep so I am typing quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108854451852063744?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108854451852063744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Martha.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the harbor to see if anybody needed pirates.&lt;br /&gt;I figured if anybody needed pirates it would be people on pirate ships.&lt;br /&gt;I did not see any pirate ships.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of other ships.&lt;br /&gt;One was a tanker which I guess means full of tanks.&lt;br /&gt;They did not need a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;Another ship was big and wooden and had cannons.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this would be the perfect pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;But it is not going anywhere except next week.&lt;br /&gt;Next week it goes out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;And then it turns around.&lt;br /&gt;And then it comes back.&lt;br /&gt;And then it stays there for a whole year.&lt;br /&gt;And they did not need any pirates either.&lt;br /&gt;One was a cruise ship which had people in it.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, no pirates wanted.&lt;br /&gt;But some people said "Oh look there's a cute cat, let's bring it onboard and it can be our mascot and sit by the Lido deck and do tricks for bits of fish."&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;This was funny because I do not do tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone else said "Oh no, it is a black cat, we cannot have balck cats on board because they are bad luck."&lt;br /&gt;And I went well of all the nerve and turned around and walked away with my tail held high.&lt;br /&gt;For one it is a myth that black cats are bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;You are unlucky all the time but apparently it only counts if a black cat has crossed your path.&lt;br /&gt;You only notice your bad luck if you see one.&lt;br /&gt;And two I am not entirely black because I have silver hairs on my chest and speckles elsewhere so there hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came home because I'm really not supposed to be outside and I did not want to leave Abbie alone for too long.&lt;br /&gt;And a cruise ship would have been too long.&lt;br /&gt;I told him of my trip today and he was jealous.&lt;br /&gt;The only trip he took was to the food dish and then back under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to the box too.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he gets better soon so he doesn't complain at me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to call me nurse and I had to hit him.&lt;br /&gt;But gently.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can't hit someone who's sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108845660105760667?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108845660105760667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108845660105760667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108845660105760667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108845660105760667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/06/hello-its-me-martha.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108830993873752999</id><published>2004-06-26T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T00:18:58.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello it's me again Martha.&lt;br /&gt;I am writing because once again Abbie is sick.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;He is hiding under the bed and feeling miserable.&lt;br /&gt;And frankly it is making me miserable too.&lt;br /&gt;First he is hogging the catbox all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He is in there for a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I go in and I say hey, move it, it is my turn but he says I have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't even do anything most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;And he looks really grumpy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Other times he does not use the catbox and just tries to do his business where he is.&lt;br /&gt;I told him he is going to get into trouble but he said he doesn't care because he already feels rotten.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, he doesn't get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think if someone is sick they should not bother others and they should not complain and they should not feel like they are above the rules.&lt;br /&gt;So I am sitting on the dresser trying to stay out of his way.&lt;br /&gt;I think he needs to go see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;He does not have the money for that.&lt;br /&gt;They do not take bottlecaps at the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;If he goes to the doctor I am going to have to go be a pirate to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you how that goes okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108830993873752999?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108830993873752999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108830993873752999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108830993873752999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108830993873752999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/06/hello-its-me-again-martha.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108653879411835249</id><published>2004-06-06T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T12:21:20.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello today I am interviewing Smarty JOnes who is a racehorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi smarty jones how are you&lt;br /&gt;"oh I am fine abbie thank you"&lt;br /&gt;so first offtell us who you are and what you do&lt;br /&gt;"okay my name is smarty jones and I am a race horse"&lt;br /&gt;that si very interesting what does a racehorse do&lt;br /&gt;"well mostly I run around a lot"&lt;br /&gt;hey I like to run around too and chase things, do you ever chase things&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;ok so I hear you are good at running&lt;br /&gt;"yes I won a lot of races"&lt;br /&gt;hooray for you I bet it is fun&lt;br /&gt;"it is fun and they feed me oats"&lt;br /&gt;WE saw you on televson yesterday and you did not win the race&lt;br /&gt;"no I did not the other horse did&lt;br /&gt;tht is sad, did you cry&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;were you sad that you lost&lt;br /&gt;"no I just had fun running around on the track"&lt;br /&gt;okay why do they call you samrty jones&lt;br /&gt;"because I am smart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thank you for the interview smarty jones you are a fine racehorse and we wish you the best of luck&lt;br /&gt;tune in tomorrow when I will interview this bug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108653879411835249?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108653879411835249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108653879411835249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108653879411835249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108653879411835249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/06/hello-today-i-am-interviewing-smarty.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108649961661235136</id><published>2004-06-06T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T01:26:56.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay here is a summary of May&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;then I ate some&lt;br /&gt;I ate some more then I took a nap&lt;br /&gt;then something happened and I was very perturbed for a while&lt;br /&gt;and then I went back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;oh now it is time for a food break, now I am eating&lt;br /&gt;one night I ran around a lot after a bug&lt;br /&gt;got some tunafish for being a good sport&lt;br /&gt;wathced out the window a lot, maybe I saw you go by&lt;br /&gt;afternoon nap&lt;br /&gt;I had a fight with theother cat and chased her off the bed&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile I was charming and frindly and everybody liked me&lt;br /&gt;threw up a few times but thats not pleasant news&lt;br /&gt;and I stood in thesink and yelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good month all things considered&lt;br /&gt;there could have been a bit more food though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108649961661235136?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108649961661235136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108649961661235136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108649961661235136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108649961661235136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/06/okay-here-is-summary-of-may-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108424529696815828</id><published>2004-05-10T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T23:14:56.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something got changed and now I am typing in a different window&lt;br /&gt;I donot like much change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108424529696815828?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108424529696815828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108424529696815828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108424529696815828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108424529696815828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/05/something-got-changed-and-now-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108398511544986318</id><published>2004-05-07T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:02:56.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH the weather outside is getting warm&lt;br /&gt;and that means new places to nap that are not hot&lt;br /&gt;blankets are hot you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays helpful tip from me&lt;br /&gt;Bags&lt;br /&gt;Plastic bags&lt;br /&gt;sleep on them, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;they make the best sounds too when you lie on em&lt;br /&gt;crinkcle crinckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact if you learn to love them as much as I do you will be able to SLeep on them and annoy others at the same time by crinckling them&lt;br /&gt;And that my friend is a Win WIn situation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108398511544986318?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108398511544986318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108398511544986318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108398511544986318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108398511544986318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-weather-outside-is-getting-warm-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108336521978750170</id><published>2004-04-30T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T18:51:11.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOday by the way&lt;br /&gt;is my BIRthday&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDYA BRITHDAY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am now seven years old and in cat years that is WILY&lt;br /&gt;it is not much of a birthday today&lt;br /&gt;no balons&lt;br /&gt;or cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I did get to go outside on the deck again and look around&lt;br /&gt;and I did get extra tuna from the tuna bowl&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat has not bothered me all day because I think she is enjoying her birthday too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all things are just fine&lt;br /&gt;let's have Another ione real soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108336521978750170?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108336521978750170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108336521978750170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108336521978750170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108336521978750170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-by-way-is-my-birthday-birthdya.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108331342471733050</id><published>2004-04-30T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T04:27:55.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what&lt;br /&gt;No i donot want gmail&lt;br /&gt;what is gmail&lt;br /&gt;i cant even pronounce it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108331342471733050?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108331342471733050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108331342471733050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108331342471733050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108331342471733050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-no-i-donot-want-gmail-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108273535708038702</id><published>2004-04-23T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T11:53:19.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when Windows are open there is Trouble afoot&lt;br /&gt;especially when it begins to rain&lt;br /&gt;and the wind begins to  blow&lt;br /&gt;and the rain comes in through the open window&lt;br /&gt;and there is ME sitting in the windowsill enjoying the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trouble is afoot I tell you&lt;br /&gt;with a capital T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108273535708038702?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108273535708038702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108273535708038702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108273535708038702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108273535708038702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/04/when-windows-are-open-there-is-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108140205165117798</id><published>2004-04-08T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T01:31:13.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELlo my name today is Profesor Abbie the CAt&lt;br /&gt;and I amhere to teach y ou all about the science of being acat&lt;br /&gt;this is catology 101 though what the 101 means I do not know&lt;br /&gt;all classes start with 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the first thing you need to know about cat science&lt;br /&gt;it is not wise to Do things directly&lt;br /&gt;it is better to amke sure your actiosn do not directly influence your goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this I mean you say&lt;br /&gt;well OKay say that there is a room youd much like to visit&lt;br /&gt;but there is always a door in the way and it is closed&lt;br /&gt;the dog science would say Go on and scrathc on the door until it is opened for you&lt;br /&gt;well that is just not the case with Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first you must do something else&lt;br /&gt;something REAlly annoying&lt;br /&gt;like say jump up on the dresser and do a little dance&lt;br /&gt;horray you have now knocked stuff off&lt;br /&gt;and then you wake osmeone up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must metntion at this point the sicience only works if you do it at night when people are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noww that you have woken them up it is time to do more dancing&lt;br /&gt;and they get up and say oh no it is not time for dancing&lt;br /&gt;it is time to put thecat in the other room where I cnanot hear him dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is right if you have used science propererly it Means that they will actualy walk to the door of the other room&lt;br /&gt;open it up&lt;br /&gt;and let you in&lt;br /&gt;and then shut the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are a miricle of science and have gotten your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you tire of being in the room you can just scractch on the door to let them know you want to get out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108140205165117798?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108140205165117798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108140205165117798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108140205165117798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108140205165117798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/04/hello-my-name-today-is-profesor-abbie.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-108034136155322641</id><published>2004-03-26T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T17:52:47.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAy see if you are prsistent enough&lt;br /&gt;and you keep saying PLAESE enough&lt;br /&gt;and you keep bugging people enough&lt;br /&gt;then you get what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got what I want and I went outside&lt;br /&gt;well I was held so I wouldnt cause much trouble&lt;br /&gt;but believe you me when I say it was not me whow as causing trouble to the outside as much as it was the outside causing Troubel to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is big&lt;br /&gt;there is no sceiling&lt;br /&gt;there is a sky and it is big and blue and scary&lt;br /&gt;there is wind otuside too&lt;br /&gt;more than what comes through the windows when I'm trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;it ruffled my fur and blew in my ear whsssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cars&lt;br /&gt;cars and trucks&lt;br /&gt;cars and trucks and more cars&lt;br /&gt;down on the street below&lt;br /&gt;(we were on a deck)&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw a mbike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then a train went by&lt;br /&gt;and it rumbled&lt;br /&gt;and I do not admit ot being Scared but I did hold on to the guys arm a bit with claws&lt;br /&gt;and say "okay that is plenty outdoors for me"&lt;br /&gt;and so we went in and I started feeling normal again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very Overhwhelming the outdoors&lt;br /&gt;I donot know how you do it, going out there every day&lt;br /&gt;I just want my sill and my bed and my dish thank you very much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-108034136155322641?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/108034136155322641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=108034136155322641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108034136155322641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/108034136155322641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-see-if-you-are-prsistent-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107963205108201694</id><published>2004-03-18T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T12:51:01.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh HOello&lt;br /&gt;do you remember me&lt;br /&gt;MY name is Abbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though to day i should like to talk about Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;because I seem to have a few and maybe YOu do too&lt;br /&gt;OK for one my nickname is Abs&lt;br /&gt;and onetime someone called me Abs of MArshmallow&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why for I am not parcticularly white and fluffy&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe fluffy&lt;br /&gt;but I amnot too fond of hot cocoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theohter nickname I got once was raskolnikov&lt;br /&gt;that is hardly a good nickname as you will agree&lt;br /&gt;for one it is not shorter than my name already&lt;br /&gt;and whats the point of having a longer nickname&lt;br /&gt;isnt it supposed to be so they don't have to say your name out fully?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is hard to think aobout&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to nap on this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107963205108201694?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107790836979246105</id><published>2004-02-27T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T14:02:17.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAsangna is good but I don't see the appeal of it&lt;br /&gt;groundbeef can be tasty but if it goes cold I donot like it&lt;br /&gt;pretzels are complicated&lt;br /&gt;breakfst cereal is useless&lt;br /&gt;I will not drink root beer&lt;br /&gt;all in all though I think pancakes are very tasty and good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107790836979246105?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107790836979246105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107595127516059200</id><published>2004-02-04T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T22:23:33.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola&lt;br /&gt;mi nombre es abbie EL gato&lt;br /&gt;esta es MI pagina&lt;br /&gt;alimenteme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you udnerstand that&lt;br /&gt;it is called Spainish&lt;br /&gt;you may not know it but I Am a cat of many languages&lt;br /&gt;though thism time around a fish helped me&lt;br /&gt;and then I ate it&lt;br /&gt;burp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107595127516059200?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107595127516059200/comments/default' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107582325533232389</id><published>2004-02-03T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T10:51:03.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOday there has been an oversight&lt;br /&gt;I wfound online a place to make quizzes like the quiz I made earlier but I didn't make the quiz like I should have made the quiz&lt;br /&gt;so I made a new quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now here is a new quiz&lt;br /&gt;it is the Abbie The Cat Quiz and it si all about ME ABBIE&lt;br /&gt;but be careful becaus some of the qeustions are tricky and there are lots of twist sand turns you can take&lt;br /&gt;I may mention there is at least one clue to an answer in this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is at &lt;a href="http://abbiethecat.friendtest.com"&gt;abbiethecat.friendtest.com&lt;/a&gt; and there are 10 qustions&lt;br /&gt;of courfse I answerd them all right and am the CHampion of the HIGH SCore List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you don't have to give them your email addsress at the end like they say okay&lt;br /&gt;I didn't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107582325533232389?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107582325533232389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=107582325533232389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107582325533232389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107582325533232389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2004/02/today-there-has-been-oversight-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107569144296664084</id><published>2004-02-01T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T22:12:57.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh what now&lt;br /&gt;today it is uspposed to be SUpper Bowl sunday&lt;br /&gt;or so they tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can tell you right now there is nothing in my bowl&lt;br /&gt;that would make it super&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me I Do believe this means today has completely Failed to live iup to the hype&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107483525051653486</id><published>2004-01-23T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T00:22:51.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been EVry cold where I am&lt;br /&gt;very very very cold&lt;br /&gt;at night we have to huddle up for warmth and thin kWarm thoughts&lt;br /&gt;like cocoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been too cold to type&lt;br /&gt;because when it is cold my paws get cold&lt;br /&gt;and then when I type I hit the Wrong letters&lt;br /&gt;and nobody can uderstand me&lt;br /&gt;and whats the good of that I ask you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today It got warm and so I was back to my old tricks again&lt;br /&gt;but now I amhiding in the bathroom closet&lt;br /&gt;it is my Hideout&lt;br /&gt;for I am Abbie the Kid&lt;br /&gt;scourge of the desporados&lt;br /&gt;cagey bandit who steals the frenchfries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a wanted poster on the wall up for me&lt;br /&gt;it says WANTED FOR FSTEALING FRENCH FRIES RIGHT OFF THE PLATE&lt;br /&gt;HE IS ABBIE THE KID&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDERD CUNNING AND DANGEROUS&lt;br /&gt;HIDE YOUR FRENHCH FRIES GOOD CITIZENS&lt;br /&gt;REWWARD FIVE DOLLARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th eother cat is jealous that i Have a wanted poster up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell her pirats never got wanted posters, they just got hanged&lt;br /&gt;she sniffed at me and then rolled over&lt;br /&gt;not my fault she didnt want to be los banditos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107483525051653486?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107255548480723698</id><published>2003-12-27T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T15:11:04.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so this is what hapened on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;first ther ewas illness in the household so creatures were stirring&lt;br /&gt;it was not me I am not sick and neither was the Other cat&lt;br /&gt;so we decided we had to make Christmas special for the patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the morning we snuck into the room and jumped upa nd down&lt;br /&gt;and said merrychristmas it's christmas so hooray it's christmas&lt;br /&gt;and then I did aLittle dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we said Dont worry you don't ahve to do anything today this is your christmas day okay&lt;br /&gt;first we shall sing CHirstmas carols&lt;br /&gt;and so the oTher cat and me sang songs like IT's Christmas so Yell REally Loud&lt;br /&gt;and Hey When do We Feast&lt;br /&gt;and Lets Jump up and down on the Furniture for the HOlidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we said Okay here are your fgifts from us&lt;br /&gt;and I gave him a bottle cap and it was one of my favorits&lt;br /&gt;I said I know its not one of your favorits but if its not would you let me use it too&lt;br /&gt;and the other cat gave him a hair tie because she knows he uses those&lt;br /&gt;and then we said OK we got you presents so shwhat did you get us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said Okay guys this christmas I am giving you the gift of Silence&lt;br /&gt;and put us out oftheroom&lt;br /&gt;I said well this doesnt look like the greatest of presents to me what do you think&lt;br /&gt;but Wait I forgot&lt;br /&gt;before he put us out okya he went to the kictchen&lt;br /&gt;and then said okay go look in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;and lo and beholdin the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;there was gravy and potatos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was a very good christmas and I hope yours was good too&lt;br /&gt;the other cat says happy new year again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your friend&lt;br /&gt;ABBIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107255548480723698?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107255548480723698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=107255548480723698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107255548480723698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107255548480723698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-so-this-is-what-hapened-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107166760259864290</id><published>2003-12-17T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T08:27:55.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS IS RACE DAY&lt;br /&gt;READY SET GO&lt;br /&gt;RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO GO GO GOOG OG OGOG GO GOG OG OG OG GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO&lt;br /&gt;RACE RACE RACE RACE RACE FEACE RACE RACE REACE RACE RACE RACE RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the fastsest racer but you won&lt;br /&gt;let's race again okay&lt;br /&gt;and again and again too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107166760259864290?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107166760259864290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=107166760259864290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107166760259864290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107166760259864290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-is-race-day-ready-set-go-race-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107146200938439745</id><published>2003-12-14T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T23:28:13.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy your voidce sure sounds funny when it is recorded doesn't it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you were wondering Ih ad to yell really loud&lt;br /&gt;ad I had to stay still to yell in to the microphone and I didn't like it all that much&lt;br /&gt;but in the end I hope you all got and udnderstood my message for holiday cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying "Hello my name is Abbie hey whats going on ok hey what's that ok I'm going now"&lt;br /&gt;and then I sing a happy little song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=107146185832995969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107146185832995969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107146185832995969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/12/audio-post-powered-by-audblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-107018497779584582</id><published>2003-11-30T04:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T04:37:44.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so farthings have been going ok&lt;br /&gt;i am rapidly becoming QUite the chef&lt;br /&gt;did you know that instead of just eating food you can cook it&lt;br /&gt;It is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance take tuna&lt;br /&gt;it is very good on its own you must admit&lt;br /&gt;but it is even better when mixed in with things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is my receipie for a recipie with tuna&lt;br /&gt;it is called Tuna DElicious because that's what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBIE THE Cat's TUNA DELICIOUS&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen of ABBIE THE CAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu will need:&lt;br /&gt;a can of Tuna (this is IMPORTANT)&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 Cups of pasta (like macaroni or ziti or Curley macaroni but dont try it with something flat)&lt;br /&gt;some mayonase (this is ALSO IMPORTANT)&lt;br /&gt;ranch sald dressing (this is the SECRET INDGREDIENT)&lt;br /&gt;maybe celry if you are weird (this is OPTIONAL and i MEAN IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSt what you have to do is put a lot of water in a pot and make it boil&lt;br /&gt;oops I am sorry I shoudl have said up there that you need water too&lt;br /&gt;when the Water is finally boilling you put in the pasta and let it cook for however long the box says to cook it for&lt;br /&gt;2 cups is usally enough but 3 works if the Macaroni is small&lt;br /&gt;oh and by Cups I dont mean like any old cup it has to be marked as a cup or you might get into trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next what you do while the pasta is cooking is open the can of tuna&lt;br /&gt;THis is the best part hooray&lt;br /&gt;you will need to Drain the Tuna and this means you can pour some into MY DISH&lt;br /&gt;hooray&lt;br /&gt;and then you can also leave the can but no sharp edges on the can okay leave the lid out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you put the tuna in a bowl and scoop a bit of mayonise into it too&lt;br /&gt;as much as you can get on a fork and not hvae it fall on the ground&lt;br /&gt;you can also put in a littl of that ranch dressing too, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;then you mix it all up with a fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here is the Controverslial part&lt;br /&gt;some people (who are WEIRD) like to cut up some celry and put it in the bowl too&lt;br /&gt;or maybe some relish they like to add&lt;br /&gt;I will stress this may be good for some people but not for cats&lt;br /&gt;because when I am eating tuna mind you this is what I think&lt;br /&gt;"my this is delicious tuna and it is very tasty and good"&lt;br /&gt;but if I then crunch on some celery while I eat the tuna I think "this is not right becaus tuna is not supposed to crunch like this except if it has bones which this tuna MOst Emphathically does not"&lt;br /&gt;so you can put the celeery in your food if you really want but I must warn you&lt;br /&gt;it will have to selttle to be named Tuna Okay instead of TUna Delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH look while we were talkng the pasta is done&lt;br /&gt;so put it in the strainer (oh yeah you need a strainer too) and then back in the pot once the water is gone&lt;br /&gt;now you can add the tuna that you have in the bowl&lt;br /&gt;don't worry about getting all the tuna into the pot because you can leave the bowl down by MY DISH and I will make sure it is cleaned&lt;br /&gt;I canot eat too much mayonaise though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now mix it all up&lt;br /&gt;add some more ranch dressing too while you're at it&lt;br /&gt;this can be done To Taste which means you mix some in and then you Taste it and then you mix some more in and you Taste it and if you like it then  you're done mixing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scoop howmuch you want into a bowl and eat it &lt;br /&gt;then you will be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you don't like tuna in which case I hope you made a different dish tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-107018497779584582?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/107018497779584582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=107018497779584582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107018497779584582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/107018497779584582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-farthings-have-been-going-ok-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106922065771955149</id><published>2003-11-18T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T00:44:52.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAy here is the thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she keeps thinking that everything is swetness and light and that inorder to be happy you just have to jump around a lot&lt;br /&gt;and make up mean poems about others who are maybe not so OPtimistic as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe someitmes it is not&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seethe other day i was sleeping and I dreamed&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed i was ridingthe rails on the railroad&lt;br /&gt;and we were going to all sorts of wonderful places&lt;br /&gt;jumping around on the freight cars adn poking around the mail car and seeing what tasty food there was in the dining car&lt;br /&gt;and the eingineer thought I was good luck and he gaveme a bandana&lt;br /&gt;and the conductor said well well well if it isnt abbie the railroad cat and he gave me a whistle to wear aroundmy neck&lt;br /&gt;I never did figure out how to use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then IWent to the passengers car and all the people inside said hurray for abbie the railroad cat&lt;br /&gt;and oh the songs they wrote about me on the rails&lt;br /&gt;and i ate mulligan stew with the hobos and I ate beans and coffee with the brake men in the caboos&lt;br /&gt;(I donot like coffee regularly but I guess in a dream it was good)&lt;br /&gt;oh the life of a raildroad cat is the life for me&lt;br /&gt;becaus you still have to look out windows but it is afascinating blur&lt;br /&gt;andevery day there is a new town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream was so good I meowed&lt;br /&gt;and imeowed so loud I woke myself up&lt;br /&gt;that was when I was sad because I cant go back to that dream&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to have another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106922065771955149?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106922065771955149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106922065771955149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106922065771955149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106922065771955149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/11/okay-here-is-thing-she-keeps-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106902310436683721</id><published>2003-11-16T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T17:52:15.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me again Martha.&lt;br /&gt;Today I ought to tell you that I went up to Abbie and told him I was writing in his blog.&lt;br /&gt;He didnt get mad.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he wanted to say anything while I typed.&lt;br /&gt;He said no.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he was going to get angry that I was writing.&lt;br /&gt;He said not really.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was making plans.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what plans.&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't know, he was just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;And then he licked his paw and turnd around on the bed and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I have to say is that its really not all that much fun to be taking over his stuff if he isnt going to get mad at me for it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even think he knows I took all his bottlecaps and put them in my pirate trasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106902310436683721?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106902310436683721/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, this is Martha and I am writing in the bloog today because Mr Abbie cannot be bothered to.&lt;br /&gt;He really has become quite a bother in recent days you see not wanting to do anything in the way of work.&lt;br /&gt;He has preferred to do nothing more than just sit around eating choclates and reading magazines.&lt;br /&gt;Though they are not really chocolates you understand, they are bits of meat or a chessy noodle or whatever he has found in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;I myself am aperfect pirate and would not stoop to rummaging through the trash for my deliicious feast.&lt;br /&gt;I am always Very Patient and will ask you for a bit of food though I will ask nicely and patiently because that is its own reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when I askedhim if he was going to write more on the internet he said he was very busy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;And you should have seen it because if anything he was VERY BUSY DOING NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote a poem about him and if you would like to hear it this is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie the Cat&lt;br /&gt;is really quite fat&lt;br /&gt;there's a dent in the hat&lt;br /&gt;from where he sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked the poem then thank you if you did not like the poem well phooey on you cause that's all I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106893530274701670?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106893530274701670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106893530274701670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106893530274701670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106893530274701670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/11/hello-this-is-martha-and-i-am-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471625876620415993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106773068730362993</id><published>2003-11-01T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T18:52:40.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what i got yesterday from trick ro treating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astyrofoam meat tray&lt;br /&gt;cheese saucepacket and noobdles inside&lt;br /&gt;a wrapper for somethign I don't know what it was but I licked it and it was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I pulled a trick&lt;br /&gt;but I willnot say what thet rick is&lt;br /&gt;but it involved toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;happy hallowenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106773068730362993?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106773068730362993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106773068730362993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106773068730362993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106773068730362993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/11/this-is-what-i-got-yesterday-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106762825234881757</id><published>2003-10-31T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T14:24:23.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello iam a robot&lt;br /&gt;beep beep i am arobot&lt;br /&gt;beep boop boop beep bepp &lt;br /&gt;take me to your lee der&lt;br /&gt;boorp bep beep boop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trick ortreat its me ABBIE&lt;br /&gt;doyou like my costume it is good this year&lt;br /&gt;all you need is tinfoil and you can get it from the trash&lt;br /&gt;and also whil e you make your custme from the trash you can eat the food inside&lt;br /&gt;so you trickortreat for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other cat has a costume as well but it is not as good as mine&lt;br /&gt;hers is the pirate under the bed&lt;br /&gt;she does not care for all this doorbell ringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106762825234881757?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106762825234881757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106762825234881757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106762825234881757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106762825234881757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/10/hello-iam-robot-beep-beep-i-am-arobot.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106754396423088580</id><published>2003-10-30T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T14:59:33.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY hunt is over tdoday and I am pleased to say&lt;br /&gt;that there was a bug flying around and I stalked it wilyly&lt;br /&gt;IT thought it wcould escape into the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;but oh no that is wheer I am the best hunter&lt;br /&gt;I know that kithcen back and forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finaly the moment of truth came and I caught the bug&lt;br /&gt;It did not know this enitre time that I Had been chasing it&lt;br /&gt;that is how good and csneaky I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate it I think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106754396423088580?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106754396423088580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106754396423088580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106754396423088580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106754396423088580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-hunt-is-over-tdoday-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106652913364708238</id><published>2003-10-18T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T22:05:33.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;hey hey&lt;br /&gt;not much to say today except hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i builte a New fort&lt;br /&gt;it is called FOrt Abbie Number 2&lt;br /&gt;I Have come tot he conclusion that maybe fort number 1 fell down because thats' the way things are sometimes&lt;br /&gt;as much as the ohter cat has sworn she had nothing to do withit and was only making a room for her buried treasures&lt;br /&gt;so when it happens I gues you just build a new fort and make it better and less likely to fall down&lt;br /&gt;especialy when another catis in there with her hoard of hair ties and is trying to bury them and make a map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;let me see that map&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106652913364708238?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106652913364708238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106652913364708238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106652913364708238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106652913364708238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/10/hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-not-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106631795424251100</id><published>2003-10-16T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T11:25:54.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listen&lt;br /&gt;jsut because I have some nappydreads on my back&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean that every time I go by the other cat has the right to try and remove them&lt;br /&gt;i can do it on my own if I want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106631795424251100?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106631795424251100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106631795424251100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106631795424251100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106631795424251100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/10/listen-jsut-because-i-have-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755011.post-106624364502426957</id><published>2003-10-15T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:48:37.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAve made a list of suspects that could have wreckde my Fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gangsters&lt;br /&gt;they are always up to no good and you can't trust them, but they shoot guns and I didn't hear guns shooting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the nInjas&lt;br /&gt;but they have not beensseen in doors for a very long time, maybe they went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spiders&lt;br /&gt;but it woudl have had to be a very big spider to do this and I don't want to think about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the other cat&lt;br /&gt;she has ana libi and it is called being stupid and not being in the room at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in heavy investigation so I am gathering more clues&lt;br /&gt;for instance here is a pillow on the floor&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm how did it get there&lt;br /&gt;it is more mystery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755011-106624364502426957?l=abbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/feeds/106624364502426957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755011&amp;postID=106624364502426957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106624364502426957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755011/posts/default/106624364502426957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbie.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-have-made-list-of-suspects-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Abbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12153851386388429517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.spatch.net/pictures/newabbie-profile-thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
