<?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-18703186</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:54:08.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The cats life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-1560023840183681001</id><published>2007-12-31T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:40:31.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pixel</title><content type='html'>we did end up finding a new cat " PIXEL"  she is a ball of energy and she loves butterscotches old cat condo :)  But you can find her here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixelthekitty.com/"&gt;www.pixelthekitty.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-1560023840183681001?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1560023840183681001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=1560023840183681001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/1560023840183681001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/1560023840183681001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/pixel.html' title='pixel'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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-18703186.post-7440335054298894392</id><published>2007-07-01T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:22:51.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanking the cats</title><content type='html'>Ok so I as Butterscotch's mommy.  I still read everyday.   I miss having a cat.  We have been looking around for a kitten.  My bf has allergy's and some cats do not flare him as much.  SO we are in the looking for the right one.  We keep going to shelters.  We are not rushing.  The right one will pass our path  and we will know.    I personally am still not 100% from Butterscotch.  I was good until the cat food stuff came out.  Butterscotch's favorite food was sliced beef in gravy, so I wonder if I had anything to do with his illness.  But I wanted to thank the blogisphere.  I so enjoy reading all the time and still being welcome .   And I felt the need to share.  So thank you cat world.  You make me feel better and I enjoy reading every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-7440335054298894392?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7440335054298894392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=7440335054298894392' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/7440335054298894392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/7440335054298894392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2007/07/thanking-cats.html' title='Thanking the cats'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116688236648502425</id><published>2006-12-23T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T08:59:26.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Long ago</title><content type='html'>I think this happened the first Christmas I had Butterscotch.&lt;br /&gt;Butterscotch was a only cat at that,  he was pretty good about the tree.  Pretty good about presents etc..&lt;br /&gt;Every year for many years I went over my Best friends and he now husbands for a night before Christmas and exchanged gifts.  She at the time had 2 cats she has three now.  So the cats exchanged gifts.  I had everything wrapped to go over there and in a box.  I was actually a deep box as I had bought a big gift.  So the cat toys were wrapped and in the box.  BS hadn't shown a big liking for nip before so I realy never worried.  Well, I was hearing scratching, and more and more while I was sleeping.  I went out and he was in the box chewing threw paper to find nip toys.  They had mostly fallen to the bottom. But he found one and put the bitey on alot of other gifts.  I kinda scaled him and laughed.  I did rewrap before we went over.  And her cats were short a nip toy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116688236648502425?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116688236648502425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116688236648502425' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116688236648502425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116688236648502425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-long-ago.html' title='Christmas Long ago'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116614136820140211</id><published>2006-12-14T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:09:28.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is becoming of this</title><content type='html'>I have decided to keep this blog as a Butterscotch tribute and work on friskys blog seperetly.   Also I have a blog,  hopthefence.com.  So I will put Butterscotch tales and stories here.  Hopefully soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116614136820140211?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116614136820140211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116614136820140211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116614136820140211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116614136820140211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-becoming-of-this.html' title='What is becoming of this'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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-18703186.post-116345779293429165</id><published>2006-11-13T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:43:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0307.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are going home on wed.  They have been fun to have visit.  But made me realize this place is too small for permanat cats.  But they are welcome anytime.  They have been sleeping on us and demanding food like a good cat should.  They are working at training us quickly.  We know the feed us  meow.  Although they get no stinky goodness as bugsy has a sensitive tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Here is feather who jumped in my spot when I got out of bed last night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116345779293429165?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116345779293429165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116345779293429165' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116345779293429165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116345779293429165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/11/girls-are-going-home-on-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116305833269013033</id><published>2006-11-09T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:45:32.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0296.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0288.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bugsy ( not sure on spelling) and Feather.  They came to visit last night ( about 7 pm)before I had to go to bed  because I work early.  But they were purring and happy.  They had been in kitty jail.  Feather was sleeping on me last night.  And Bugsy won't leave me alone as I type.   They adjust quick to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116305833269013033?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116305833269013033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116305833269013033' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116305833269013033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116305833269013033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/11/introducing.html' title='introducing...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116302444919567735</id><published>2006-11-08T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:20:49.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors and blogversary</title><content type='html'>Well nov 4th was a year blogversary for this blog.  It is bittersweet.  But we are getting 2 visitors.  RJ's parents cats are gonna stay with us for a week or so.  I will help them blog when they get here.  they should be arriving tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116302444919567735?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116302444919567735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116302444919567735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116302444919567735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116302444919567735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/11/visitors-and-blogversary.html' title='Visitors and blogversary'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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-18703186.post-116243042987355700</id><published>2006-11-01T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:20:29.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people</title><content type='html'>Well my blog is not ready yet.  Rj has some papers for school so they come first?  I think not but mommy said yes they do.  The better he does on papers means more treats for me:)  So I will conceed.  But he has to do it soon.  ALso mommy had a sleepover.  We chatted and purred.  I tried to snuggle with her.  Halooween was fun.  I looke dout the big window and saw all the kids.  There were even some dressed as Cats.  What smart kids.  Hope everyone is great.  ANd hopefully I will be up and running soon&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Frisky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116243042987355700?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116243042987355700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116243042987355700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116243042987355700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116243042987355700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/11/people.html' title='people'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116129728613364738</id><published>2006-10-19T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:34:46.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisky here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma and RJ are working on the new blog.  So i decided to post here.  Momma game to visit too.  She brought gramma home from the hospital.  She has a bad cough and it gaved her chest pains.  But she is better now.  I also wanted to share why I live with grammy.   She is older in a elderly building and had a cat before.  When mommy moved and such she sent us to live with grammy cause she couldnt have cats.  Then she stayed here too.  Well I realy took to grammy, more than butterscotch did.  So now I am grammy/ mommys cat.  I belong to both of them.  But we know that a animal helps elderly people and me a grammy get along great.  There are so many cool kittys out here.  I can not wait till my blog is ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116129728613364738?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116129728613364738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116129728613364738' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116129728613364738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116129728613364738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/frisky-here.html' title='Frisky here'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116087881291020901</id><published>2006-10-14T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:20:12.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the blogs future</title><content type='html'>Well I decided , Frisky and I are going to blog but..  Not at blogspot.  RJ is making me a blog space on his site.  He says it is easier than blogger and less tempermental.  So as soon as that is set up I will post a link.  I am also working on the rainbow bridge,  I am type and retyping what I want to say.  I am having a hard time.  So when everything is up I will post.  I am reading all the blogs,  It brings me lots of joy.  I am hoping to have everything up by next weekend.  In the middle of grieving for my baby I also lost a cousin and his service/ burrial is Weds.  &lt;br /&gt;Agains thank to everyone who has put us in your thoughts.  It has helped alot.  I feel better.  My sadness has lifted somewhat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116087881291020901?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116087881291020901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116087881291020901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116087881291020901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116087881291020901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogs-future.html' title='the blogs future'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116060122274376007</id><published>2006-10-11T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:19:56.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final pictures..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0280.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0280.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0281.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0281.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/1600/100_0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2750/1428/320/100_0279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.  Today has been tough.  I truely feel guilty.   But  about yesterday.  My mom had called and told me he wasn't realy moving well and wasn't getting up to use the litter box.  I told her to take towels and such and out them in the bathtub and lie him in there.  She did with food and water too.  When i got there i said hi he looked up all bright eyed and wimpered then purred. I cleaned up the gunk around his eyes and such.   I wrapped him in towels like a baby and took him to the vet.  I knew when i saw him.  I also needed to hold him and the carier is so impersonal at times.  He did move to try to look out the window in the car.  My mom help him why I drove.  When i carried him in he just looked around and purred and suggled as I scratched him.  Anyone who looked over toward him knew he was sick.  The dr came out of the room before we went over and looked over , I saw the look on his face.  I think he knew what was going to happen in his next apt.   we got into the room I got him comfy on the table and he tried to move and was so wobly he almost fell off.  The nurse saw this as well.  The Dr and nurse were awsome.  He felt around looked at his gums and such.  Said his rt kidney is very inflamed.  We can do blood work but.. It would just be for you confirmation.  I had read online about some of his symptoms and that was what I read.  The kidney stuff.  So I said, no we should just put him down.  I did ask if there was anything to be done and he was like" a kidney transplant"  But i knew there was nothing.  So I signed the papers and did all the lovely things.  The vet gave hom some very yummy wet food for a treat/ last meal while I took care of the paperwork outside.  I had them wait till I was in the room to give the shot.  Normally they do I IV in the arm.  With butterscotch being dehydrated they couldnt.  They gave hom a shot in the tummy. Normally withing 5-10 min the animal is gone.  They go to sleep first because of the anistesia then just pass.  So they gave him the shot and he started to purr realy loud.  he had been quiet up until then in the office room.  So I held him and said I am sorry and i loved him and he fell asleep.  The dr kept checking on him and I could see him breathe.  After about 10 min he had me put him on the table snf listen to his heart.  It was still beating.  So he gave him another shot.  about 5 or so minutes later he was gone.  I knew it too. I knew when it was over.  The dr came ack in and I said " he's gone" he said you are right.  &lt;br /&gt;He and the nurse also said I did the right thing.  It was brave of me to stay with him till the end.  And it was nice that I did it.  I now feel a little guilty.  Did the first shot not work because he knew he could fight more.  Was he fighting it.  or was it him.  These are the pictures I took before we went to the vet yesterday.  I do miss him.  I am planning on doing a rainbow bridge site this weekend.  Also Frisky and I talked.  He was watching Butterscotch in the tub just sitting guard till I got there.  He said Butterscotch was in pain, and was happy to be going with me.  We also talked about the blog.  Frisky wasn't sure what is was but said he would like to try it.  ALso he has the old cell phone too.  So I will try and revamp the blog this weekend as well.  It is hard....&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for the thoughts and purrs.  It means a ton to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116060122274376007?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116060122274376007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116060122274376007' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116060122274376007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116060122274376007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/final-pictures.html' title='Final pictures..'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04916247327386739548</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>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116051480105923175</id><published>2006-10-10T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:23:50.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell...</title><content type='html'>Butterscotch had kidney failure.  His right kidney was very inflamed.  There was nothing to do.  He passed away at 416 this afternoon in my arms...  I will update and post everything later.  Probly tommorrow.  Thanks everyone for the thoughts.  I realy apreciate it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116051480105923175?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116051480105923175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116051480105923175' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116051480105923175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116051480105923175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/farewell.html' title='farewell...'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116043383889956948</id><published>2006-10-09T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:43:59.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, Today, and tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was found on a roof of house, I was in lovely cape cod.  Can you believe I was let out and not claimed. It was Late Feb/ early march 1996.  I was at the MSPCA in centerville.    I had been there a few weeks when this couple walks in,  I saw her and she saw me.  Her words were, I wanna see him, ( me!!!).  Well I was very scared but she knew I needed her behind the scared hiss...  The shelter had called me Nudges, Because I kinda nudge with my paw to be petted.  I was about 4 then, that's what the vet said and I was also pretty well kept.  Still a puzzle why I wasn't claimed.  But I am happy I got mommy.  So over the years we ( mommy and I) lived on Cape cod ( I also got to meet my grandaddy.  He used to tease me. I also rem snuggling with mommy when he died)  I also lived in Arizona, ( we drove out there and back) , Quincy and Peabody as well.  Most of my life was on Cape.  After grandad Died she got really lonely so she got Frisky in June 1998.  He was 6 weeks old.  I hated him from the beginning and tortured him as much as I possibly could until recently.  I tolerate him, I actually do not hate him.  Lately I have been letting him relax and be relaxed.  He still flinches when he sees me.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have had a great life.  Always have food and water and love.  I am not walking much now and can barely move.  My mommy and grandmom are very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got to the vet at 330pm est.  Mommy called today.  They said there was a note that I need sedation :).  But alas I do not right now.  Mommy told them what was going on..  We will see the outcome.  Mommy said no mater what she is gonna hold my paw and be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy Here...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tomorrow is the day I have been trying to avoid.  I truly believe I will not be coming back with Butterscotch.   He was my cat the I got when I first moved out on my own.  Seen me threw a few boyfriends.  A few pounds. A lot of ups and downs.   I am afraid of this, I know it is humane and if he needs to be put down I have to do the right thing .  To be honest, I have put down a cat before, precious, my childhood pet.  She was 18.  My mom kept her when I moved out.  So she was more moms cat, yet mine.  I am also deciding on this blog.  I love the cat blog world.  Do I let frisky Have a try at taking over the blog. He is a ball of energy.  Also I feel like I seem like I favor Butterscotch.  I adore both of my boys, but butterscotch has always been protective of me, slept with me, followed me around.  At times scared frisky away from me,  he was always my little provider.  The live mouse he dropped at my feet ( there were 3.  Great stories for another day. )  Mind you he is a indoor cat.  He also knew when I was sick and he needed to sleep near me.    Now I am not sure why this is so tough.  Maybe because Butterscotch can't tell me what he wants.  I mean when my father got sick, his wishes were, when it comes time, if there is nothing they can do , do not prolong life.  So when the time came with my dad, My brothers and I were all in agreement.  We knew it was his wishes and also there was nothing to do to " make him better".    It was the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I go to my moms and take him to the vet and see from there.  I will not allow him to suffer. I adore him.  He is truly my child.&lt;br /&gt;I am staying at my moms tomorrow and taking my laptop with me.  So I will try to blog tomorrow night...  Wish us luck and me the strength..  Thanks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is kinda sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116043383889956948?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116043383889956948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116043383889956948' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116043383889956948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116043383889956948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='Yesterday, Today, and tomorrow'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-116027193708697997</id><published>2006-10-07T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:45:37.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>Ok life is the same.  I saw mommy this week and thursday mommy is coming over for a overnight visit.  I am so excited.   She came over this week and petted me and frisky.    I let her pet frisky.  I normally hog her.  But i feel I want to share her more.  Frisky needs her too.  I am missing reading the blogs as much.  But mommy gives me daily updates.  I am glad everything is going good for most.  I know there are a few things going on with peope and hope everything is ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-116027193708697997?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/116027193708697997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=116027193708697997' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116027193708697997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/116027193708697997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115998894669150715</id><published>2006-10-04T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:11:32.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism</title><content type='html'>A freind of my mommys online is doing this. So I am helping mommy by putting it in my blog.  It is a cause my mommy knows as she has a friend who teaches autistic kids.  So if anycat or any person can help that would be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autism Speaks is getting ready for its annual signature event, Walk for Autism Research. I am planning to be a part of that Walk and I am asking you to join me in raising critically-needed funds for autism research by making a contribution in support of my Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autism is a complex brain disorder that often inhibits a person's ability to communicate, respond to surroundings, or form relationships with others. First identified more than 50 years ago, autism is typically diagnosed by the age of two or three. Autism affects people of all racial, ethnic and socioeconomic backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few disorders are as devastating to a child and his or her family. While some people with autism are mildly affected, most people with the condition will require lifelong supervision and care and have significant language impairments. Many children with autism will never be able to tell their parents they love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the causes of autism are unknown and there are no specific medical treatments or cure. Physicians have no blood test or scan that can definitively diagnose the disorder. As such, the diagnosis of autism is based solely upon observations of behavior. Despite increasing national interest and high prevalence, autism research is one of the lowest funded areas of medical research by both public and private sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you can give will help! I greatly appreciate your support and will keep you posted on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.autismwalk.org/site/TR?pg=personal&amp;fr_id=1200&amp;amp;px=1718623"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get to my personal page and make a secure, online donation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115998894669150715?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115998894669150715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115998894669150715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115998894669150715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115998894669150715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/autism.html' title='Autism'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115973042137174414</id><published>2006-10-01T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T15:20:21.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>Wow this week in blogs has been interesting.  Some good and bad news.  My situation hasn't changed,  I feel the same.  But I am sleeping alopt on my moms bed.  My mom's bed is at grammies.  They didn't need a second bed so she left it.  It also smells like her.  I do miss my mommy.  But grammy takes great care of me.  Mommy gave grammy her cold.    Mommy said she is gonna visit overnight with me.  It is raining here today so I am snuggling in bed helping grammy get well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115973042137174414?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115973042137174414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115973042137174414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115973042137174414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115973042137174414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115923268684389248</id><published>2006-09-25T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:04:46.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>change of scenery Again</title><content type='html'>Well I am back living with my grammy.  There was a few reasons but the biggest reason is I am not doing great.  Mommy noticed this.  My fur has lost its shine.  I have lost alot of weight.  I think age is getting the better of me.  Mommy and her bf are out of the house 10 plus hours a day so.  Mommy thought it was best for me to go with her mom and stay as she is home like 22 hours a day.   Mommy is sad.  She was crying bringing me here but said I would have someone to watch me more.  SO mommy just has the ramic kitties.  And she promised we will talk daily ( I have the cell you know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115923268684389248?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115923268684389248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115923268684389248' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115923268684389248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115923268684389248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-of-scenery-again.html' title='change of scenery Again'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115910845297234623</id><published>2006-09-24T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:34:12.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/000_00032222222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/000_00032222222222222.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little quiet.  I haven't been feeling great.  I am blah.  But i get my foods and snuggles.  The weather is getting yicky so I think that is it.  Also mom and BF have been working too much and both got sick.  I tried to explain the benifits of 20 hours a day sleep .  they just dont listen.  Also I got 3 ramic kitty from the shelter.  Mommy said she couldnt decide on the color and got three.  Now we have to name them.   my next post will be pictures if them and thoughts on names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115910845297234623?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115910845297234623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115910845297234623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115910845297234623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115910845297234623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am.html' title='I am ...'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115803416749681881</id><published>2006-09-12T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:09:27.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky Goddness</title><content type='html'>So after my last post.  Mommy has been making sure I get extra stinky goodness and she said my coat is looking better. :)  So I am loving getting more food.  This is great.   Thanks for the sugestions everyone.  Also I did have a cold for a little bit too.  I was sneezing alot and that is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the cell phone.  I got one.  A black moto razr.  It is a great phone.   I like the phone but it is tough to press the buttons.  I am working on the voice dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also hope everyone had a great day today.  I know It is a sad day.  I was in AZ with mom when the planes went down.  We actua;l;y didn't personally klnow anyone on the planes.  Hpwever being from Boston, Mom knows logan all to well.  It hit home for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115803416749681881?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115803416749681881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115803416749681881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115803416749681881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115803416749681881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/09/stinky-goddness.html' title='Stinky Goddness'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115733138986172910</id><published>2006-09-03T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:56:29.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/IMG_0032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was listening to mommy and RJ talking.  And RJ comented on my age and said my fur wasn't as soft and shiny as it had been.   He said I am starting to show my age and made mommy teary eyed.  :(  I hate that I am getting older.  Mommy noticed my walking wasn't perfect after he mentioned it and she just held and snuggle me.&lt;br /&gt;Also on the cell phone note.  I am thinking of the moto razr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115733138986172910?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115733138986172910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115733138986172910' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115733138986172910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115733138986172910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/09/aging.html' title='Aging'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115660060341142829</id><published>2006-08-26T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T09:56:43.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Phone?</title><content type='html'>So the other night RJ posts about a new cell phone on his blog.  It is coming out in the dall and is a Blackeberry with camera and momma wants its.  They joke and call blackberrys, crackberrys.  Cause they are addicting.  But I smelled his blackberry and it smells nothing like kitty crack.  Well back to the story.  Mommy and me share a computer so she replied to his blag Say" I want one"  but it was logged as me.  And to add insult to injury,  He turned to me and said " cats cant have cell phones"   so now I am on mission.  I am cell phonw shopping for me.  Any help would be great.  Mommy said this weekend we can discuss it.  Also she said I need to know what features I wanted and what they meant before she woud concider?  She said stuff like bluetooth ( I like my white teeth) and text, and IM and such.  So I am surfing now .  And thoughts would be apreciated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115660060341142829?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115660060341142829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115660060341142829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115660060341142829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115660060341142829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/08/cell-phone.html' title='Cell Phone?'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115611925679447290</id><published>2006-08-20T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:15:57.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/IMG_0021_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/IMG_0021_00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/IMG_0190_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/IMG_0190_00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/IMG_0030_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/IMG_0030_00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So RJ gots a new camera.  A cannon rebel xt slr digital.  he realy likes it and needed to try it out.  Guess who he picked to take pictures of???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is me and I just picked up a few of the many.  I was starting to get angry.  But looking at my whiskers you can count them.  And that is me being lazy on Mommy on the couch while watching TV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115611925679447290?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115611925679447290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115611925679447290' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115611925679447290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115611925679447290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-camera.html' title='New camera'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115481857820330761</id><published>2006-08-05T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T18:56:18.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Onion Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0161.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed mommy eating the other day and went to try it.  She knows she has to share with me.  So I have now fouund out that onion rings are not bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115481857820330761?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115481857820330761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115481857820330761' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115481857820330761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115481857820330761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/08/onion-rings.html' title='Onion Rings'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115447289493807476</id><published>2006-08-01T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:54:54.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shutter06.pictures.aol.com/data/pictures/01/007/77/37/AE/C1/f2V1W+F5CFkEONTuWv3D2GoJ59vmpvQj0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://shutter06.pictures.aol.com/data/pictures/01/007/77/37/AE/C1/f2V1W+F5CFkEONTuWv3D2GoJ59vmpvQj0300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy has a friend named Kathy. Kathy posted this today.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad for Kathy and saying a prayer and purrs for her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; When does God realize that you can't handle anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog got tangled up yesterday in his chain and died. When I found him it was too late. He wasn't outside for long. I called Krystal from work told her to let the dogs out and I left work and came home (I live across the street from my office) by the time I got home and went outside to them, he was gone. I just started having to put him on the chain because he got out of the yard a couple weeks ago (I found out that there was a dog in heat in the neighborhood and I think he went to go check her out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awful. I never liked to chain them up but they whine and whine to go outside and then like to lay out in the sun and absorb some rays. So the chain has never been a problem, Princess has been on the chain for years now because she is usually the ringleader. I feel so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are a wreck. Princess is a wreck. And I miss my baby. :dep &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115447289493807476?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115447289493807476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115447289493807476' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115447289493807476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115447289493807476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainbow-bridge.html' title='rainbow bridge'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115357736881879419</id><published>2006-07-22T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:10:36.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We may need to bail this guy out sometime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/odd/articles/2006/07/20/cat_burglar_suspect_in_garden_glove_thefts/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/odd/articles/2006/07/20/cat_burglar_suspect_in_garden_glove_thefts/"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;,  we may need to help out sometime.  SO i am gonna start saving for bail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115357736881879419?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115357736881879419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115357736881879419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115357736881879419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115357736881879419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-may-need-to-bail-this-guy-out.html' title='We may need to bail this guy out sometime'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115344190120469245</id><published>2006-07-20T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:31:41.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since I blogged and so much has happened.  First I moved.  Last week Me and mom moved in with her BF.  I love it.  I havent stopped purring.  I get all the atention and it is great.  Even the ride wasn't too bad.  A hour in the car but...  I was a watching the ceiling in the tunnel cause I live in boston.  we went threw one of the big dig tunnels .  Mommy has lots of pictures but doesnt have everythng here.  Frisky is gonna stay with her mom .  So her mom aint lonely.  And her mom likes frisky better cause I scratched her a few too many times.    Mommy BF went for his CISSP exam and mommys car broke.  So bad that i was alone overnight.  She had to stay at her mommys to go to work cause it is close to the train and where we live now isn't and RJ went to DC on a buisness trip.  I missed them a little and wouldnt shut up when they got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115344190120469245?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115344190120469245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115344190120469245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115344190120469245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115344190120469245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115203329093095528</id><published>2006-07-04T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:14:50.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone has a great 4th.  And do not be afraid of the loud booms it is only fireworks .  Also what do you think of my newly redesigned blog.  My mommy bf did it.  He was playing around so thoughts are welcome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115203329093095528?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115203329093095528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115203329093095528' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115203329093095528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115203329093095528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115197234773674443</id><published>2006-07-03T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:19:07.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my mousepad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about my new mousepad from the Catolympics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115197234773674443?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115197234773674443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115197234773674443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115197234773674443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115197234773674443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-mousepad.html' title='my mousepad'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115178844611030319</id><published>2006-07-01T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T17:14:06.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe press</title><content type='html'>Guess what came in the mail the other day.  My Catolympics mousepad.  It is so nice.  Mommy took pictures and everything but..  cant find the cord to download them.  So I will post them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got hit with the water bottle the other night.  Every 10 minutes i was walking over mommy onto the nightstand, knocking everything off,  I knew she would roll on her back and grumble, so she did and i went and layed on her chest to be petted.  So when she would stop petting me and try to roll over ( pushing me off her ) I would do it again.  She was upset because I wanted to snuggle with her and got me wet.  I wish she understood that if she just didnt move it would have been all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I found out that sweet potatoes are yummy.  mommy had some the other day and she shares all of her food with me ( she knows what happens if she doesn't)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115178844611030319?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115178844611030319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115178844611030319' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115178844611030319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115178844611030319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/07/cafe-press.html' title='Cafe press'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115137418800417295</id><published>2006-06-26T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:18:17.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The dr is in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been such a good cat this week . Mommy is getting out her stitches tommorrow and she said it is because I helped her heal. We had a little problem in the begining. I saw blue string on her finger and thought I could play with it. It has ends and moved with mommys hand. She didnt like it when i tried to grab it. And said something like if I had feeling in my finger it would hurt. She doesnt have any feeling in her fingertip since she cut it.&lt;br /&gt;Well back to me  I got some tuna today.  Mommy shared.  She knows better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna send out lots of purrs and headbutts to all the kitties mommys and daddys who are sick. I have seen a few lately and hope everyone gets well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115137418800417295?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115137418800417295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115137418800417295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115137418800417295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115137418800417295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/dr-is-in.html' title='The dr is in'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115085624479291326</id><published>2006-06-20T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:17:24.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got realy hot here realy quick so I have been just sleeping on the bed by the AC no energy to do much more. I have also been trying to take care of my mommy , but she insists on going to work. I tired to tell her to rest with me and she will feel better. Also this finger injury she has is putting a damper on my scratching. As she is not using that hand to pet me and I am not liking being neglected. She did say she would make it up to me , But not soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115085624479291326?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115085624479291326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115085624479291326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115085624479291326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115085624479291326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-week.html' title='Long week'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115064027935823309</id><published>2006-06-18T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T10:17:59.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day??</title><content type='html'>I realy don't havea daddy just a awsome mommy so today is for her too.&lt;br /&gt;I am also sorry I missed the olymmpics.  I am reading on what happened and it sounded fun.  My  mommy hurt herself on friday and got 4 stitches in her finger.  So typing is tough for her .  ALso this is cutting down on my scratching time.  She has a splint and bandages to keep it from bending so it is not a good scratch.  But she does have one good hand. &lt;br /&gt;To day I am gonna do what I have been doing , help mommy keep her finger elevated so no swelling and no infection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also tell her to get some new pictures of me being DR and post them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115064027935823309?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115064027935823309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115064027935823309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115064027935823309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115064027935823309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day??'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-115006381619838616</id><published>2006-06-11T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:13:04.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what  A weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun at Oreo's party and meeting all the cats. I actually have a little tummy ache from eating too much. I tend to eat anything and everything. I mets lots on neet cats too.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to catch up on my rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-115006381619838616?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/115006381619838616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=115006381619838616' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115006381619838616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/115006381619838616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-weekend.html' title='what  A weekend'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114964427411515907</id><published>2006-06-06T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:37:54.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my first party</title><content type='html'>Is this weekend I am so excited,  I am also worried about this teleport thing.  But If everyone else can do it so can I.  Also I need a count and names on who's B-days because I need to shop for gifts.  My mom is also gonna send some food with me.  I will bring some of my favortes.  She says I am somewhat of a pig as I eat everything and anything. &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet everyone this weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114964427411515907?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114964427411515907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114964427411515907' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114964427411515907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114964427411515907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-party.html' title='my first party'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114925081205996564</id><published>2006-06-02T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:20:31.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0369.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0369.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is frisky  Mommy made me show him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest are the important ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0790.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_03362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_03362.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/1600/100_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I cute and handsome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114925081205996564?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114925081205996564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114925081205996564' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114925081205996564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114925081205996564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/06/me.html' title='ME'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114912637062886168</id><published>2006-05-31T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:46:10.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>I want to show off but My mom does not  know how to put pictures here.  She also does not have a hosting place.  She said she thinks a host to upload pics?  Can anyone explain to her this.  I a too buzy myself to help her as it is dinner time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114912637062886168?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114912637062886168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114912637062886168' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114912637062886168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114912637062886168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/05/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114835412393802021</id><published>2006-05-22T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:15:23.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittys helping humans A favor to ask</title><content type='html'>Hey. My mommy got this and wants me to share with everyone. I think we should all click everyday to help keep our human moms Healthy. SO please follow the directions and click and share with efurryone you know&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch&lt;br /&gt;Butterscotch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Favor to Ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only takes a minute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Breast Cancer site is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and click on "donating a mammogram" for free (pink window in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;middle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use the number of daily visits to donate mammogram in exchange for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114835412393802021?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114835412393802021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114835412393802021' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114835412393802021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114835412393802021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/05/kittys-helping-humans-favor-to-ask.html' title='Kittys helping humans A favor to ask'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114823730250538045</id><published>2006-05-21T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T14:48:22.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to see so many Cat blogs.  I think I should blog more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114823730250538045?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114823730250538045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114823730250538045' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114823730250538045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114823730250538045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/05/bloggers.html' title='Bloggers'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114636114951271382</id><published>2006-04-29T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:39:09.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... needs sedation to look at him</title><content type='html'>Thats what my vet slip said :)  My TS brought me and frisky to be boarded for 2 days and get our shots.    So when i get nervous i chew on my fur and have a small cut, they tried to look at it and couldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated it there, at the boarding place.  They had to put a sheet in front of my cage.   I kept swatting at people:)  They had to have Karen ( my ts) get me out of the cage and put me in the carrier to take me home.  They ere very afraid :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114636114951271382?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114636114951271382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114636114951271382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114636114951271382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114636114951271382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/04/needs-sedation-to-look-at-him.html' title='... needs sedation to look at him'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703186.post-114610884366014722</id><published>2006-04-26T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:34:03.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>groomer?</title><content type='html'>Ok so i am now gonna post to my own blog.  I was sent to the groomer the other day.  It was horrible.  The washed me, with water!!  although I like the blowdryer.  I heard then talking to frisky and they were nice to him.  Well that made me mad so when they came back to clip my nails I wouldnt let them.  hehehe.  I taught then not to pay more attention to him.  ANd when I was picked up I hissed and scratched at my TS.  She knows better now I hope.  She said she was sorry and something about  bad alergy season and needing to get the  winter fur taken care of.  Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703186-114610884366014722?l=butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/feeds/114610884366014722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703186&amp;postID=114610884366014722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114610884366014722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703186/posts/default/114610884366014722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterscotchkitty.blogspot.com/2006/04/groomer.html' title='groomer?'/><author><name>Butterscotch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08515469423610831869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7634/1836/320/100_0289.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
