The Diary of a Cat

Hi, im Chester. Im a orange boy cat. My owners? Steve, Amy, and Zoe. Zoes the teen. She treats me like...like.....a worm! Or... my cat poo. You see, we dont get along. She wants a dog. Everyone thinks cats cant understand what they say, but really, we can. The truth is that I dont hate her. But really, it doesnt matter. This is my diary. Its unusual to have diarys, but i dont care. Im still a cat. Well we have another cat in the house, Paris. Shes fat. Shes a halloween cat, of course. Zoe loves her...sigh i wish i had her attention that zoe gives her. Well, you see, i...like her a lot. I know shes fatter and everything, but shes a girl and shes so pretty. I like her. But she ignores me. The only time we are near each is other is when we want back inside at the same time. You think i would sniff her butt or whatever those other gross cats do but i dont. She has dandruff. You know, we arent meant to be together but i hope theres faith there. Well, Amy's calling me. And im super tired i can hardly walk. See you tomorrow.