Me in the Hall

I live in an apartment with my people that is in a big building, like a hotel, according to my person. I've never been to a hotel, but I like to go in the hallway of the building a lot. I like to roll on the rug, stretch myself out, sniff the other doors, and occasionally walk to the Trash Room. Sometimes I get noticed by the neighbors who comment on my size and handsomeness. Usually I go out and my people stand around with me or we go for a little stroll. They make me come in too soon though.

A Holiday Story

I like the curly ribbon my people use at Christmas. Sometimes I can get a good chew of it when they're done wrapping their presents, before they put them out of my reach. This year, my person left a whole roll of curly ribbon on the counter. I chewed on it for a few days before she noticed. Usually I puke bits of it right up, but not this year.

One day I felt funny when I went to my litter box. I made a ruckus until my person came. She looked at my butt and saw something white sticking out. She pulled it, and about six inches of curly ribbon came out of me! She yelled "EWWW MILO THAT IS SO GROSS!" and then ran in the bathroom with it. She said I was lucky I didn't have to go the vet. I felt a lot better.

Updates

My person told me it is 2008, which means I have lived with her for nine years, and that makes me almost ten years old! We visited the Greensburg people for Christmas and I enjoyed myself. I lounged, sneaked into the spare bedroom to chew on delectable dried plants, puked them up, touched Abby and Geronimo with my paw, and got petted by the nice man and lady.

Lately I have been going in the hall a lot. As soon as I know my people are coming, I hide behind the door and when it swings open I dart out into the hall and roll around on the carpet. I like to get all staticky. Sometimes I walk down the hall and sniff the other doors. I used to be afraid when people came, but now I just let them walk over me. Then I come in and have my supper.

Since it's been cold I've been going on the cushions and by the heater.

Special treatment for my condition

As many of you know, I have been having some problems with my belly. We went to the v-e-t again and he diagnosed me with "age-related constipation." While that may sound like bad news, it has some important benefits.
1. I now get to eat a spoonful of pureed pumpkin twice a day with my cat food.
2. I get my flavored gel even more often.
3. My person puts an oily liquid in my food and I like things that are oily.
4. I can poop in my litter box and not on the rug!

Presenting....Cole!

This is Cole. We both have ties. We are both athletic and rabbity. We both have pink ears and noses. I have pink pads on my paws and Cole has black pads. He lives in Maryland where there are crabs and seabirds. We both like to be lively. And we are both strikingly handsome.

Upscale and in charge

My person got me this new business ensemble for Halloween so I could be Manager Milo. But I like to wear it every weekday, not just for the holiday. I like how it has a crisp, starchy, pointy yellow collar and a fish printed on the tie. The color scheme flatters me. And I can say "You, get on that catnip acquisition plan!" and look all bossy.

Recovering

I've had some hard times lately with my tummy. The night before last I was sick in the middle of the night and, even though I feel better, I'm still tired. So today I am recuperating in the sun. Later my person will give me my special chicken-flavored gel to help my belly.