Well yesterday was Friday the 13th. There is a lot of people out there who love Friday the 13th because it’s like a second Halloween in a sense. Scary movies are being played on different movie channels. Different things can happen if you do them wrong. Like, step on a crack and break your mother’s back. Well one came to kick my mom in the butt. I think she forgot about the date yesterday because I had to remain her after it happened. She felt bad.
This is what our little runt looks likes. Got the right color of eyes and everything. Rudy and Tubby were running around from the living room to my room like they always do. They’re fast as lighting when they really get going sometimes. It’s cute, but dangerous. Yesterday morning, my mom came into my room and was carrying me into the bathroom. She can’t really look down at the floor when she’s got ahold of me. So we both have to hope we don’t go tumbling down on the floor in the process. Well we were halfway there and the kittens came flying and next thing I know mom is stumbling and we were a squeak. I saw Tubby go into my room after she put me into the bathroom. Rudy, was in the living room, meowing and limping.
Mom felt completely bad about Rudy. To me, it was like, “lovely, well at least I know how today’s going to be.” Rudy was a lot calmer all day yesterday and it was weird. Tubby was even lost. He didn’t have anybody to play with that whole afternoon. ChiChi and Oliver are getting use to them but they don’t want to play with them. Rudy was spoiled rotten by my mother. Everytime she would get them out of their cage to move around and play, Rudy would hardly move and mom would put him on the couch with her. He even stayed up on the bed with me for a bit until he heard Tubby meowing from the living room. Rudy is doing better today though!
I did something that I was surprised I even did in the first place. It was 9pm and I was really bored and wanted to watch something, so I went looking on our movie channels. I went through them and found this “God Bless Ozzy Osbourne” and I thought to myself, No, don’t do it. Don’t give in. And what do I do? I gave in. I thought how bad could it possibly be? To my surprise, it was very interesting. I’ve read about both Guns N Roses and Motley Crue. I’ve watched the biography about Aerosmith and watched a couple of specials about Steven Tyler, but nothing about Ozzy. I never watched The Osbournes when it was on MTV, because I didn’t see the point of it. Reality shows back then weren’t as bad as they are nowadays. Kind of wish we’d go back to those days sometimes. Anyways, I watched this documentary and it was very good. I think I liked it more than I thought I would. However, before my mom turned off my light to go to bed, I literally told her, I know why I’m watching this. It’s Friday the 13th. It was good to watch, but it’s kind of sad though, but still awesome too.