The Game (Starting Point)

Hello, and welcome to "The Game". The object is to stay alive for a week. However, this is actually very difficult. There are grues, seemingly innocent rooms and fields, self-possessed weapons, and more! But the deadliest enemy of all is The Dreaded **********! Now go forth, and beware, for there may be several paths out of here, but there is only one that holds the title, "The Game (You Have Won)".

You wake up. It is Sunday, at 8:00 AM, and you are in your bed. You hear a noise downstairs. You-
*investigate the noise by going to "The Game (Noise)"
*make breakfast by going to "The Game (Breakfast)"

MESSAGE: If you find that your choice is not here, do not worry. This game is under construction, so you might not be able to win yet. Sorry for the inconvenience.

I WANNA KITTEN! I WANNA PERSIAN KITTEN! I WANNA BLACK PERSIAN KITTEN!

I've even imagined her whole lifestyle! She'll live in my room for about a week, and then I can slowly expose her to my other cat and the dog. She will have a collar, but it will just have a bell, because she won't be allowed outdoors until she's fully grown. I'll brush her fur every day, and she'll have a cat bed in my room. She will be fed canned food every day and have a snack dispenser in my room for when she wants dry. Her litterbox will also be in my room. When she is a year old, she will have a party with all the well-behaved cats in the neighborhood. ( One cat, who's name will not be said, sprays a lot, so he can't come.) Her "cake" will be canned food topped with catnip. One present she'll get is a new collar from me. This one will have a tag! after the party, I'll let her get to know the outside world. However, I would first need to have her spayed. You see, a certain male cat has not been fixed, and if my persian isn't either, well...yeah. I'll start using a flea comb on her instead of a brush since her fur is wispy and somewhat prone to tangles. She may even inspire a new blog! ;)

NEW BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, I admit that was kind of an awkward way to put it, but trust me, it`s sure to be awesome. Anyways, it just might be called: "The First Week of the Season." Might be. That name could already be taken. What`s it about? You have to read it to find out.
http://firstweekofseason.blogspot.com/

NEW POLL!!!

Yo, my peeps! I just want to advertise my Thanksgiving poll. Act now, because it's only available until Christmas! (One vote was mine.) Later!

You barked up the right tree

OK, let me just get one thing straight, here. This dog is NOT, I repeat, NOT gray. That's just how the light reflected. Anyhow, this is the family dog, Lucy. She just wants to be loved. I always take her out for a little outing around the block. It's one of my daily chores. See, all you lords & ladies out there web surfing are probably thinking, "Wait I thought she was an adult,". Well, guess what, I'm not. And so, I close in saying, keep looking for new stuff. Unless your blind, you can always see it.

Nutmeg (not the spice)

She's fat, she's orange, she's Nutmeg! Let me tell you, this cat has to be spoiled rotten to be kept happy. I mean, I always take a shower just before bed, "el correcto" ? Uh-huh. Well, get this: I was in my bedroom, taking off my shoes & glasses , (There's a hamper in the bathroom, too, so I was going to take off the rest in there), and I hear a mew. It was Nutmeg, and she wanted me to stay and just go to bed so she could snuggle up. However, when I came back, SHE HAD ALREADY LEFT IN DISGUST!!!!!

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