This Here is Grayson

After Willie's blog (see previous) Grayson was inspired to blog as well.  Curry grudgingly allowed this on the belief that they'd get it out of their systems and her blog would once again become her own.  So here is Grayson, the little gray cat that I still call a kitten because he has yet to outgrow his lankiness or his kitten-like demeanor:

"It is me, Grayson.  It's my turn to steal Curry's blog.  I don't even right as good as Willie but it's OK because I's still a kid.  I saw Willie right the blog 'fore this and so I asked my sister Curry if I can right too.  She frew up her paws and gave a sigh and leff the room and now I's bloggin.  I don't wanna make her mad but I don't know howta make her happy.  I don't fink she loves me.  I know for fact that she doesn't like me much.  Mommy tells me to be nice to her but I don't wanna and I got a good reason.  But first, a picshur of me and Willie sleeping.  We are cute.  And don't worry 'bout Willie's belly cuz mommy is making him loose wait.

OK, so 'bout Curry.  See, it started when mommy dopted me and I came here to live.  Well, I new I had it pretty good and I was happy.  I bonded mediately with mommy in the car.  I slept on her lap for 7 hours give or take.  It was a long ride from my home state of OH-IO to my new home in Ginia.  So I already new my mommy loved me and I loved her too.  And then I came inside with my litter sister Bailey.  She used to be called Sky but now she is Bailey and she wasn't 'posed to stay with us cuz she had a new mommy to go to but first she had to wait a couple weeks.  Like I's saying, I came into my new home already loving my mommy and I was x-ited cuz I saw that I had two new brothers and one new sister (not Bailey).  Well they all sniffed me cuz I had a smell to them.  And they had a smell to me so I sniffed them a couple times.  That's what we do.  And first Zorro...oh, I miss my bro Zorro so much...but I can't fink bout it much or I will cry...so first Zorro wasn't outgoing to me.  But it didn't take long 'fore he and me were good brothers.  And Willie loved me right away.  He also loved Bailey.  He took good care of us.  And Zorro was good too.  And I was happy and I wanted Curry to love me too.  I thought she was a pretty girl and she would make a nice sister cuz she seemed very smart and mommy sure loved her a lot.  Well, I jus tried to play with her and stuff.  She didn't wanna play with me.  And I tried jus to sit nex to her or sleep nex to her and she wasn't havin none of it.  She hissed at me a lot and a couple times she would take a swat at me so I would run away.  But I was a opteemisstic kitten and I gave her a secon chance and a third and a fourth and then I lost count.  I could only count on my 10 toes and 1 tail back then, so that makes 11, but I am better at counting now.  So I tried to be a little brother for Curry.  I really jus wanted to play and have a sister to cuddle with.  But she never ever warmed up to me.  And I'll be honest that it hurt my feelings and it still does.  Everyone else loved me.  And all of mommy's friends like me too.  And I am not proud but I think I am a nice boy.  So sometimes I still try to be a brother for Curry but she gets meaner to me and so I get meaner to her cuz I's old nuff now that I defend myself.  It's not to be mean.  Jus so you no I's not mean here is a picshur of Curry getting scracht by my aunt Christine who moved to some place called Scaatlun where they got a monster in a lake.

So I don't know what to do.  Me and Willie are good brothers.  We miss Zorro but at least we have each other.  Wish I still could get 'long with Curry but I tried and I dunno how else to be with her.  And now that Zorro is gone Curry is more lonely and I would love her if she let me.  So I dunno.  What is a boy to do?

I hope my blog was OK."