The First Year

(Copyright 2013-2014)


Sparkles and Mommie


This book was written by Sparkles (the cat) with Mommie’s help.  All ideas and entries are from the mind of Sparkles.  Side commentary is by Mommie.

When Mommie talks or has her ideas they will be in italics.  Everything else is MINE!


It was a regular Tuesday at the Pound.  I heard Mommie tell the caretaker she wanted an adult female cat that purred.  She walked right past me.  Luckily for me there were only two such animals in the shelter and neither of the cats measured up to her purring standards.  On her way out Mommie glanced at me and stuck her little finger into the cage – I guess to tease me or something.  That’s when I went into my LOUD purring mode. 

“Love at first sight.”   Mommie reached in and held me to be sure the purring didn’t stop.  I could have pur-r-r-r-ed forever if it meant getting out of that prison.  Mommie told the caretaker she wanted a cat today and if I were available she wanted ME.  Just think, someone really wanted me!  I guess she didn’t care that I was only five months old and male.  She just wanted a cat TODAY. 

In the office when Mommie was filling out the papers, she asked if I had a name.  Of course I had a name, I just didn’t know what it was.  Mommie took another look at me as I scurried under the desks looking for something, anything, to go for a run away from the cage.  Mommie told the caretaker about someone called Woffier* and then she said I brought a sparkle to her eyes, so she called me Sparkles which sounded good to me.

*Woffier was Mommie’s beloved 11-year old German Shepherd who died six weeks earlier.  Mommie was really sad about that.


(From when I was a baby)



The other day when Mommie was loudly "explaining" the right way to do something she said: All right Sonny, this is the way to do it properly.

Sonny? Who is Sonny? I know she was looking at me when she said it, so I guess I am Sonny, too. I wish she would get my name straight. I have only one name for Mommie and that is Mommie. I am called Sparkles, kitty, Puffy Cat, and now Sonny. I am confused.

Note to Mommie: You should probably really call me It as I am no longer a he.



Last night Mommie was trying to polish her nails with this "trendy" greenish black polish. She says all the "girls" wear it. I hate to tell you this Mommie, but you aren’t a girl any more. I also think that color belongs on a witch and I know you are not a witch.

I wanted some attention so I wound around Mommie’s legs. When she tried to push me away, she got cat hair on her nails that weren’t dry yet and I got some nail polish on me. When she tried to get the hair out of her nail polish, she decided to get polish remover and start over. Mommie didn’t think about the polish in my hair.

I tried to wash it off, but it was already dry and impossible to wash off with my tongue. Pretty soon I jumped up on the coffee table and strutted right in front of Mommie so she would notice the nail polish. Mommie tried to grab the nail polish before I toppled it over. Too late. Nail polish went all over the newspaper Mommie had put down to keep the coffee table from getting polish on it. The nail polish remover spilled too.

She looked at me and saw the nail polish. She said: "it looks better on you than it does on me". That is when she gave up the whole project and decided to keep her nails "au natural". Then she took what little polish remover was still left in the bottle and got the polish out of my hair.

I love Mommie.

Aug. 21, 2014
THE STORY BEHIND THE STORY: The inspiration for this book and this site is noted on page two of this site.
Aug. 21, 2014
THE END "Almost"
As you may have guessed by now, there are almost 365 entries -- where has that year gone. Sparkles is still being Sparkles and he gets into lots of trouble even as a "grown up" cat. But, mostly he has matured and manages to stay out of trouble most of the time.

In regard to this, Sparkles has taken a look at his life and has decided he needs to pray every day. (In his case maybe several times a day.) Mommie is recording his prayers as "Devotions with Sparkles" and this site will continue to be here with his prayers.
Aug. 26, 2014
NOTICE ! ! !
SPARKLES SEZ: Beginning this week entries will be done on Tuesday and Friday. Mommie says she has too much to do on the weekends and that she has too many irons in the fire. What does that mean? I hope she doesn't get burned.

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Three or four diary entries are added each week.  No diary days are posted on Saturday or Sunday because some of our readers only have access to the internet at their work.

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Dizzy Jean | Reply 25.07.2014 11.14

Sparkles, are you a trivia buff or a philosopher? You ask some of the most unusual questions most people wouldn't even think about. My question: why is that?

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25.07 | 11:14

Sparkles, are you a trivia buff or a philosopher? You ask some of the most unusual questions most people wouldn't even think about. My question: why is that?

27.10 | 10:52

Mommie says to go to wloltigerlolw2 on YouTube to see a video of cats getting baths. I thought it was funny because I wasn't the one getting the bath. Ha ha.

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