Hello, again. My name is Booper and I have cerebral palsy, but don't feel sorry for me. I'm not disabled. I'm differently-abled.

I HAVE THE WOBBLES

Momma has been worried about me, because I've been wobblier than normal recently. The Vet lady gave Momma ear drops to put in my ears and I hate them. When Momma puts them in my ears, I run as fast as I can and hide under the bed. Momma says that I'm really fast, when I want to be. Anyway, I'm better now, but I have to be careful not to drool on Momma or wobble too much. When that happens, she runs for the drops and I run under the bed.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

I had a birthday. I'm now 10 years old. We had a party. I say we, because I share my birthday with the Brats - Belle, Barnaby, and Farrah Beara. They turned 3 years old. They really aren't Brats any more, but that's what Davey Jones called them and it sort of stuck. Farrah is very quiet, shy, and sweet. Barnaby is big and thinks that he is a small kitten. Belle is just Belle. We had a good party. There wasn't any cake and ice cream, but we had really expensive cans of cooked and shredded chicken. It was delicious. We had presents to open, too. I got a straw, a blue ring, and a couple of small catnip toys. I have trouble with larger toys. I can't carry them around. I do really well with small stuff and lightweight stuff, if I just remember not to talk. Whenever I talk, I open my mouth and drop the toy. That's when Barnaby or someone come along and takes it from me. That's not nice, but I usually get it back - with Momma's help.

LOTS OF EXCITEMENT

Aunty Susan has a MinPin named Muggsy. He's a really old dog. He's even older than I am. When he came to live with us a year ago, he had really bad teeth. He had two teeth sticking out of his mouth at strange angles. I thought that he was funny looking, even for a dog. Well, the Vet lady gave him some antibiotics to take and then was going to fix his teeth. I think that it's called dental surgery. That's scary, even for a dog, but it was necessary. One day last week, I was playing with something on the floor and Momma came and took it away from me. It was Muggsy's canine tooth. It just fell out. The other day, the other one fell out, but I didn't find that one. He still looks like a dog, but not as funny now.

A COMPETITION

I'm upset with Barnaby. For two-and-a-half years, he was a loner and now he thinks that he's Momma's cat. I have to fight him at night for Momma's shoulder and pillow. Barnaby snuggles up really close to her and wants to have his paw held. It really makes me mad. The other night I bit him on the tail. You should have seen him jump and run. It was funny. Of course, it wasn't funny when he came back later and climbed over top of me. He actually sat on my head. This was not amusing. I'm going to have to put him in his place and that is not next to My Momma.

MOMMA HURT HERSELF

Momma cut her hand on a dog food can. She didn't have to be rushed to the human vet, but there was a lot of blood. Momma had to wear a bandage on her thumb and she wore these awful gloves. I didn't like the gloves at all. She only wore them to fix our food and clean our litter boxes, so that was OK. Now, she's all better and she doesn't have to wear the awful gloves any more. I think that she just needs to stop feeding the dogs. OK, they need to be fed. I suppose that it wouldn't be nice to let them starve.

A QUIET AND PEACEFUL LIFE

I have been living a quiet and peaceful life. No, really, I have. I like to watch TV movies with Momma, but I like to watch out the window best. We've had Cardinals, Blue Jays, Pigeons, Doves, Robins, and Squirrels visit our yard this last month. I can't sit in the window sill like the other cats. I'd fall, but I can climb on the back of the sofa and look out between the curtains. Once, Momma caught me with my hind end on the sofa and my front paws on the window sill. She didn't like that and grabbed me and put me down on the floor. I was so mad at her. She has no idea how long it took me to get up there in that perfect viewing position. Well, I turned my back on her and strutted down the hall. I'll try again when she's not looking.

WINTER IS COMING

I hope that you all have a great November. The leaves are changing colors and falling from the trees. It's getting colder, and soon it will be winter. I like that. It means more snuggle time with Momma.

My name is Booper and I'm 10 years old.