Ugh. And also YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

Boo. My parents just found out that I wasn't being spoiled anymore. What dummies of them. They got super fucking mad at me, and made me go back to the rich and fabulous life. But I bargained with them, and we made a deal. If I accepted their $1,000 a day and spent lots of dough(I dunno what's with them, but they seem to enjoy spending moola) and live in a hugie manse, they would let me go. So, of course, they bought me a (fully furnished) and a spa right in the back yard. I also moved to Las Vegas, with Chip, Erin, Hadley, and everyone else in my house. I can tell Ralph and Ricky missed me and my Sunday Ralph Lauren store raid, cuz they started happy weeping when they saw me. Also the vets got Fang's hormones fixed a few days ago, and she is now a healthy, happy kitty, and the best news is that she matured about 3x as fast cuz she was too small for so long. But the better news is that SHE HAD KITTENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She had 6 happy little healthy kitties, and here are their names

Corona Mist( they all have official names, but they go by their nicknames)we call her Misty
Royal Majesty. We call her Maj, or Princess
Rock Star and we call her Star
Acid Star and we call her Acid
Fired Up and we call her the caveman version of fire, Fwi-Fwi
Midnight Orchid, and we call her Orchid.

Also somebody repo-ed Midnite, my pony. Oh well. I'm not being mean, but he had THE BITCHIEST temper EVER!!!!! I'm serious. Also Hadley came to live in my Vegas manse. Each of our like, 10 kitties got their own rooms except for the newborns, cuz they still sleep with Fangalangaloo.
Tootle-o!!!
Hayley