Settled In

As you all know, that Blizzard has moved into our house already. For the people who don't know: Blizzard, my ridiculous (dog) cousin has moved into our four floored mansion and is now occupying the third floor. He has moved in because my Aunt Jean who is also a dog (acts like a cat) was married to my mom's brother, Uncle George, who unfortunately passed away when Blizzard was very young. Continuing the story, Aunty Jean got a job in my city, which is very far from where they used to live. We had space in the house so they sold their house and moved into mine. THE END! BTW, Kitty is at softball practice and mom, Aunty Jean, and Blizzard are watching her. Anyways, here are some updating future news. Blizzard will be joining the news. SO EXCITING RIGHT? Not... Sorry for being so pessimistic. I still haven't exactly met him because 1. He and Aunty Jean were literally on the third floor for the whole entire week unpacking and settling in.  2. I get up early in the morning to go to camp so I don't see them at breakfast or lunch. 3. I eat dinner last and late because I have dance practice 7 pm to 9 pm. My dance ends on Friday. Kitty is really excited. She has only seen him twice: First day he came and today at practice. According to Kitty, next week we will actually meet him because he is still not exactly settled in. He is half settled in. When Blizzard is here there will be two stars in front of his speech like this: **. I have this odd feeling he is a little shy so he does not want to talk to me. He was not really enthusiastic about going to Kitty's practice either. I guess he was a little nervous. Oh look, Kitty just burst into my room! * Hi, Hi, Hi!! *I met Blizzard! *He is so awesome. *He doesn't talk much though. Slow down!! * Okay. *He said that he still has a lot of unpacking to do and he won't be able to play until next week. *I am so excited! *He has is own phone and he is only 8! * He showed me pictures of his friends, that live here. *He actually has a lot of friends that live here!             Kitty Maria  Clement!!! How many times did I tell you to put your softball gear away once you get home?! Come down!! *Coming Mom! *Gotta go. *Blizzard already ate dinner. *I won't see him. Kitty!?!?

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CURED, I say! CURED! YIPEEE! I am so so so so so happy! Let me tell you why........ KITTY IS CURED! Hooray! Well not quite cured, but let me start to explain myself. First of all she didn't die. I know. I am so happy I can't even explain! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)  Anyways, you are probably confused. Well, you know how Kitty got really sick and they said that she got Leukemia. So she was in the hospital for a week or so and the doctors were struggling to cure it. They started thinking that it spread all over the body and reached the in-inside so they couldn't detect it. If that did happen, she would die for sure. She started feeling worse everyday so the doctor's presumed it was getting worse. I thought that eventually they would stop trying. Oh the pain I felt, I couldn't stand it. I couldn't imagine life without her. They didn't stop trying and a special doctor came. All of the other doctors were really confused so they had to call her in. The special doctor checked Kitty and this is exactly what she said: "Excuse Me? This patient does not have Leukemia." One of the doctors (the one in charge) argued with her explaining their evidence. They went into another room where the data was plotted and shown on the computer. Even though they were in another room, I heard their intense argument. I stopped listening after I while. Mom and I felt so hopeful that I could just scream with joy, okay maybe not scream. All the doctors that examined, treated and helped Kitty came in. A pediatrician that we did not see came in. She checked something and returned to the other room. All the doctors followed except for the one in charge and the special doctor. They returned and the pediatrician said yes. I was so confused but the doctors were all jumping with joy. Except for the one in charge. He seemed a little disappointed. My mom and I asked repeatedly what the matter was. Finally we were answered. The special doctor, herself told us. "She did not have Leukemia and had a regular seasonal virus." I was basically crying, but that was mom. We asked some question and everything seemed to make sense. Somehow that data was mixed and it created a fake image. If they had taken the image again, they would have found. But the data was different so the image also was different. So the image showed a more deadly and an incorrect virus. When the special doctor checked in the first place she didn't find any symptoms. The other doctors relied on the image so when it was checked over they couldn't find anything wrong. That's why they presumed it had gone too far. The only reason, Kitty was feeling worse, because the virus wasn't being treated! The doctor in charge was arguing that she did have Leukemia while the special doctor was sure she didn't. The special doctor somehow figured out that it was a simple virus. To prove and check they called the pediatrician. The pediatrician confirmed that it was a simple virus. Kitty got medication but the only reason I can't it isn't completely cured is because she still needs to have her medicine. I leave it here for today. Good bye.

Bad and Good News

Alright. It's me, Cat. I know Kitty hasn't been writing. Because... Well, because... She's extremely ill... That's not good news. I know, I know. She's really annoying and everything but after all, she is my sister. What happened was as the days were going by she started feeling, um, weird. Not herself. And she started becoming sick. Very sick. Fevers, rashes etc. Bad things. We immediately took her to the doctors. The doctors said she had FeLV (Feline Leukemia Virus). So deadly, but curable. I am so happy, so so happy that she is on the more curable side. But is becoming worse day, by day. I feel like crying and I did cry when I heard the news. Kitty is in the hospital and so is Mom, trying to comfort her. My best friends are comforting me. I am so happy that they are there or I would be very depressed. I am starting to get more confident even though Kitty might die. Before I start sobbing again, I have to tell you that Blizzard's moving in is happening in a few days. Well not quite. Aunty Jean is going to sell the house and sign the contracts everything. It's going to take her time. She might not come until months, who knows! Blizzard is going to move in though. He is coming in a week. It did get postponed after saying that he was coming like a month ago. But here is one thing. I am so happy that Blizzard is coming. It will help me deal with this pain. That is the good news. I am going to burst out in tears probably so bye.

BLIZZARD

Oh my god. I have some news. Kitty's sleeping so she is not here. I am so NOT excited! Well, I tell you what I'm talking about. Alright. So Kitty ate dinner early and also went to bed early. Making sure Kitty wasn't listening Mom secretly told me. This is exactly what she said and she was very excited. "Listen Cat. Remember to not tell Kitty. I have some exciting news. In one week... Aunty Jean and Cousin Blizzard are moving in!" I literally freaked. The reason I was unhappy was that Blizzard wasn't a cat and neither was Aunty Jean. Aunty Jean is a dog and Uncle George is a cat. Uncle George is Mom's brother who died when Blizzard was young. Aunty Jean became a cat. Somehow. I'll really don't know. Well, she's not a cat but she acts like one. Exactly like one. She has NO dog instincts and she acts COMPLETELY like a cat. Problem is Blizzard is a dog, and he acts like one too. All dogs in my family (there is only a few) were born to like cats. They have no problem with them except they are dogs. They lick, they bite, they can act pretty stupid unlike us, cats. Another advantage is we all understand each other. So he speaks my language! I haven't exactly met him. I only did once when he was born. So Kitty is 6 right now, and I'm 10. So... Blizzard is 8 years old, but still acts like a baby. Two advantages, MILLIONS of disadvantage. I have no idea how Kitty will react to the news but he's coming soon, unfortunately. It was pretty shocking at first but now I'm just sulking. Oh, you might ask why he's MOVING in. I mean, forever, with us! Aunty Jean got a job in our big city so she sold her  house and is moving into ours. They'll have enough space. We own 4 floors and occupy mostly two. The funny thing is whenever I check the other floors, they don't have a speck of dust. The only reason we can afford the large house is my dad is in the business and he gets a lot of money. He is always out of the house so he practically doesn't live here. Mom doesn't have a job, because Dad makes the money we need. Mom does volunteer sometimes here and there when she feels like it, but other than that she stays with us. I didn't ask Mom if he was coming this April Vacation. Anyways, I'm not looking forward to this. : (