My name is Myst. I am Muddy's adopted brother and I learned a lot about blogging from growing up with him.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
I love wheelbarrow beds
In the winter, Richard brings the wheelbarrow in from the garden. It's cleaned and lined with blankets and cat beds. I love to sleep in it under the bright windows in the garage. Of course I have complete access to the house whenever I want but in Alabama, the winters are not so bad and the sun is angled just right to shine on me (when its not cloudy like today). I love to sleep here all day in the bright sun.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Myst is Bored
Myst does what he usually does when bored: go cry at Terry to do something interesting so he does not have to be bored.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
My Super Strategy
Myst was chasing me. I ran and jumped into my super strategic place - the middle of this cat stand. He could not get behind me or above me too well, but he tried.
Myst watched me closely, sitting down and waiting until I jumped out - but I fooled him. I went to sleep. Nobody in this house sleeps more than me.
I waited him out. Eventually, he gave up and left. I won.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
The Door Challenge
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I was bored, only Terry was awake. I walked the hall, crying loudly so that I could wake everyone else in the house. Then Terry scooped me up and gave me "The Door Challenge."
We play this game often. She closes the door almost all of the way so that it looks completely closed. Being closed inside a room means only one thing: I have to GET OUT FAST. Sometimes I am impatient and claw up the carpet, expecting Terry to let me out - and that can be interesting in itself.
Eventually, I get the door open, though. I am proud of myself - and surprisingly, I am not bored anymore.
I was bored, only Terry was awake. I walked the hall, crying loudly so that I could wake everyone else in the house. Then Terry scooped me up and gave me "The Door Challenge."
We play this game often. She closes the door almost all of the way so that it looks completely closed. Being closed inside a room means only one thing: I have to GET OUT FAST. Sometimes I am impatient and claw up the carpet, expecting Terry to let me out - and that can be interesting in itself.
Eventually, I get the door open, though. I am proud of myself - and surprisingly, I am not bored anymore.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
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