I did not see who did the peeing, but I can tell who it was just by smelling the pee. Mom, who has only an inferior human nose, had to guess who did the peeing, and she guessed that it was Chloe because Chloe is the kind of cat who would do something naughty like that. We think that Chloe (or Charlie) peed on the counter to show their unhappiness about having another cat in the house, even if it is only a tiny little one like Carson. Dogs would never act in this silly way, of course, so I guess it is just a cat thing.
Okay, well, that is enough of that, so I will get on with Carson's blog entry. Here it is:
I don't know much yet because I am so little.
I had a mama, but then I couldn't find her.
I cried and cried. I crawled around. I was dirty and hungry.
But I couldn't find my mama.
A man came and found me.
It was the first human I ever met.
I was scared, so I cried and cried.
The man was really big, but he was nice.
He fed me milk.
It was not my mama's milk, but I was hungry, so I ate it.
The man cleaned me up.
My mama used to clean me up, but she got lost.
The man took me somewhere and left me.
There were lots of humans there.
She feeds me milk from a bottle, like the man did.
It is not my mama's milk, but I drink it.
She says she is my mom now.
I pee and poop. I sleep. I drink more milk.
Then I put my other foot in it.
Mom put my mouth in the food.
The food went in my nose. I sneezed.
I licked some food off my nose.
I like the bottle better.
I know how to use them.
Something came and sniffed at me.
I like to sleep.
That's all.
THE END
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