First, I believe an introduction is in order. My name is Yoda. Why my people chose to name me that is quite illogical in my opinion. I had big ears as a kitten, so what. Personally, I think they should have named me something a bit more elegant and dignified, but I suppose there's no use mewling at spilled milk as I've heard the saying go.

I am four years old, quite young for my wisdom, but anyway. L2C, as she doesn't want to me to call her by her real name on here, is taking my dictation. It takes an extremely long time to  put down my thoughts when I have to hunt for the keys, also I have no thumbs.

I must say that for all my people's faults, and there are many, they have given me quite the pampered life. Don't get me wrong, I've had some rough times. My good friend, Oreo, died of liver failure a couple years back. I miss that cat. He was the more chatty of the two of us. Then L2C had to go and get him. A kitten that soon became my arch nemesis. Oh sure, I admit he was a cute ball of black fur, but that's where it ended. I knew he was bad news as soon as he emerged from the carrier. I have several opinions on that tiny prison device, but I don't wish to digress.

Phantom, as my people named him, was quite the little terror. I won't go into details, but suffice it to say that my people didn't take kindly to his attitude. Eventually, they saw the light and gave him up for adoption. But my brief period of peace is about to be disrupted yet again.

L2C is giving me the "look" but I will not be silenced. She has decided to get another kitten. Her reasoning is beyond me. I will reserve judgment on this kitten for now as I'm sure that purebreds have a bit more class. However, I'm telling you right now that if this cat gets an attitude with me...well, I shall leave it at that. I'm a firm believer in keeping one's threats to oneself. Less evidence that way should you get caught in flagrante delicto.

Well, it is time for my noon nap, so I shall end here. Thank you for visiting.

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