My name is Harry Spotter and I am a Sphynx, which means I don't have any fur. I am just bald and naked and proud as can be. When I was home for just a few months mom and dad found out I had a heart murmur during a check-up. My first momma was upset that it turned out I had a heart problem, so she offered to take me back but my new momma said -No! They could never give me up, she even offered to give momma a new kitty and keep me too. But, momma said no, not at this time. So, I went to a heart specialst the vet reccommended. He prescribed a human beta-blocker every morning. I am 4 years old now and feeling fine-cold sometimes but fine.
I had a sister Lady Harley that passed away at age 14. She was like a momma to me. I miss her. My life was very lonely without her so mum and dad got me a new sister named Fiona. What a pest! You will have to read my blog to find out why.
By the way you may notice I sometimes speak in British slang on my posts. Love speaking in slang, so much fun. I also have an affinity for all things British. I love my Bowler, Brolly and Butty sandwiches. Cheerio!
How I have missed you all, you have no idea. I have been patiently Waiting for mum to replace the router. Every week it was the same promise to replace it. Mum was supposed to buy it last Thursday, but what did she do instead, mum and dad went for a bike ride in the forest preserves bike trails on a warm but windy day. They fought the head winds the whole time, so they came back exhausted. Mum was mumbling somthing aobut having a heart attack, feeling like she was going to die, etc... Such DRAMA like you have never seen or heard. So you can quess that they did not purchase the router that day. Too tired!
They finally bought the new router saturday, installed it, had to talk with a tech person to connect the wireless laptops and guess what, the computers are still disconnecting. So, after spending money on a new router the problem might be the comcast modem. Looks like they have to replace that now. Here we are again, we thought we were good to go and now we are at a stop again. Such problems...
Well, Mum and dad spent 30 minutes in line saturday morning at the Comcast Center so they could replace the modem. They got a new one, hooked it up and guess what? That's right the computers are still disconneting and reconnecting at random. They have no idea what to do now. How frustrating for us all. What am I supposed to do if I can't visit all my lads and lassie's? Mum called for help again at Linksy but they said it was not them, so mum called Comcast. Comcast is coming out Monday to check the lines to see if they are the problem. Last time they called Comcast dad had to stay home to wait for them and he got stood up. Hopefully they will find the problem if they come out.
You have no idea what I have had to deal with these past few weeks without being able to visit all my friends. Between broken promises and Fiona being a nusiceance it was all I could do to keep my British cool. I see she called me a pratt. Let me make this clear about who is the pratt, it is not I. Who admitted to chasing tiny ants, whapping them, and eating them? Who eats everything in site, including leaves, fuzz, dust balls, q-tips, paper, sofa pillows, chair legs, shirts, pants, etc. She finds great humor in biting me and running, and sleeping on top me. I think you know who the real pratt is. I warned you she could be dodgy. She is not to be trusted.
I on the other hand spent my time in quiet contemplation and reflection-not aloofness and moping. My knickers were not in a twist. Instead, I spent my time wisely, not chasing tiny ants you can barely see. Such triviality. I spent my time this past weekend trying to visit all my friends to wish them a very Happy Easter. It took quite a while with our router/modem/Comcast problems, But it was worth it, I just had to take the time to stop by.
This is so frustrating, it has taken me so long to do this short post that now I need a very long kip.
That's all for now, toodles, cheerio, hip hip horay and all that stuff.