Tuesday, July 9th 2002.
We had visitors this afternoon, but I didn't find it all that interesting. When we were alone again we got some food. Then I acted crazy for a nice long time: raced through the room, the cabinets up and down and over, knocked a plant of the windowsill by accident (yes really), chased and pounced on Yottum, jumped over Quibus .... Everyone was happy when I was tired and went to sit with my human on the couch. Can't help it, I sometimes have that and then it must come out.

Saturday, July 13th 2002.
My human has taken a few days off, but I've seen little of her. She's been away so often. At the end of the morning she left again for a few hours, as usual. When she came home, she installed herself on the couch with a book. Look, that's more like it. Then she can stroke and cuddle me, at least when I'm in the mood. I would like to have her at home, but I don't need to be on her lap constantly. So I have, as usual, torn down the house and I fell asleep under a towel on the windowsill in the sun.

Sunday, July 21st 2002.
Today I had put up with it again: the scales reappeared. I have made several attempts to explain that I am too big for it, but my human wouldn't hear of it. Final conclusions: I now weigh around 2750 grams. Around, because I didn't sit still. Perhaps then she'll understand.