<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 05:06:37 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>KittenBlog</title><description></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/index.html</link><managingEditor>Steven Fiedler</managingEditor><openSearch:itemsPerPage>15</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/115198209288518908</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jul 2006 02:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-03T20:01:32.902-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Brothers are tired after playing with the Star of the Night</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">EVery time I let Yin and Yang into the bedroom with Nightstar, about 10 minutes later, they look tired and want to come out. i think Nightstar has too much energy but this is a good thing. Agile however usually is active in there which is good because he's larger than Panther. In plumpness. In fact, Charger is thinner than Agile. White Paws, Agile's mother is a bit plumper than him but she's pregnant. So it's good he can run around in there.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2006/07/brothers-are-tired-after-playing-with.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/115163413166743951</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-30T21:27:28.323-07:00</atom:updated><title>Glory?</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">We recently adopted a small, three-month old kitten. My mom thinks she is Glory. We are now certain as she has shown many qualitites similar to Glory. Her new name is Nightstar. She is a very sweet kitten who loves to nibble on our hair.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2006/06/glory.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/114567582002955787</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 03:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-21T20:17:00.043-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ring around the Yin!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was playing with all of the kittens with a (fake) mouse on a string when Yin started running in circles and jumpind up after 8 revolutions. He did this for awhile till he got tired and lay down, gnawing on the mouse.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2006/04/ring-around-yin.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/114512636811650952</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-15T11:39:28.116-07:00</atom:updated><title>Yin goes back to his many scavenging days.</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">As I was helping my mom with some stuff, I noticed that our garbage can lid, which was on the floor, had a tail. Yin's tail. I laughed espicially when Yin's face popped out and the tail went in(The lid is one of those where you push it open and pop the trash in). He then started spinning in circles inside it and eventually we got him out.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2006/04/yin-goes-back-to-his-many-scavenging_15.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/113479095653221818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2005 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-16T19:42:36.543-08:00</atom:updated><title>A sad day is definitly December 15th, 2005 for my family</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">This is not relating to my kittens in any way. This post is honorary for Glory. When we got Agile, we had 7 cats. Now we have 6. On December 15th, 2005; I was pulled out of school. When I asked why, my mom just said we have to say goodbye to Glory. I knew what she meant. Glory has recently been throwing up, losing wheight and more. When someone finally told me what was going on I found out that she couldn't hold food nor liquid down. I didn't need to hear any more. My dad took Glory out to see the sun one last time. When she had to go (which I don't know how they did it and don't want to know), I kissed her on the head one last time and petted her. I waited for what seemed like an eternity in the waiting room because I didn't want to watch. When I was called by my brother, Glory was wrapped up. When we got home, my brother dug a grave and we buried her. But today, when I got home, I sat near the grave. I'm guessing my dad put our Bast statue up next to the grave. When I talked to her grave(I am limited in talking to dead animals, I get ideas, not conversations), my breath went into the foggy kind of breath for one breath but this was no ordinary white color. I got a idea from Glory which was: Soon I shall come back. This is probably my last post for the year in honor of Queen Glory! Glory, I hope you will come back soon. And to those who don't believe in coming back, I will prove you wrong! I have been crying much and now is a time but this is of happiness and sadness because I can tell the world about Glory. Long live Queen Glory! This is my last post of the year. Goodbye till next year and may I tell the world again of Glory's return!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/12/sad-day-is-definitly-december-15th.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/113313676976891702</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 23:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-27T16:12:49.816-08:00</atom:updated><title>New Kitten!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">A few days ago we caught a feral kitten. He's about 3-5 months old and very soft. His temporary room is the bathroom. He sleeps next to the toilet for a weird reason.&lt;br />His mother named him Agile. When i picked him up today, i had to remember I was holding a kitten, not a cloud of fur. LOL!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/11/new-kitten.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/113168639834318181</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-10T22:13:41.873-08:00</atom:updated><title>Silly Kitten!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was watching T.V. when Yin and Yang ran in. They ran around and then jumped onto the couch. I watched them, smiling, because it was so funny. They then ran over me, Yin clawing my head and Yang hitting my stomach. It was &lt;em>&lt;/em>very&lt;em>&lt;/em> painful.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/11/silly-kitten.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/113114421924065151</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-04T14:43:46.260-08:00</atom:updated><title>Home Acat</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I walked up the hill to my house when I noticed that the doors were locked and nobody home( I had forgotten to say I had a minimum day!). I waited at the back door. All of the cats came over and were trying to let me in. I was touched even though they didn't open the door.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/11/home-acat.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/113099266125907334</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2005 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-02T20:37:41.273-08:00</atom:updated><title>Yang Heights</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was hearing sounds in the hall and my dad asked what was going on. I told him it was a kitten and I saw Yang at the top of a bookcase and I still havn't been able to get him down. I wil try after I finish this!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/11/yang-heights.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112977174727934348</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-19T18:29:07.286-07:00</atom:updated><title>Air Kitten</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was playing with the kittens when they jumped into a box. I lifted the kittens into the air and Yin started to look over the side. He withdrew his head quickly while Yang did the same. It was so funny!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/10/air-kitten.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112899164168232087</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-10T17:48:32.210-07:00</atom:updated><title>Double Attack of the Yin-Yang Brothers</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was letting Panther spend the night in my room when Yin-Yang came running in behind me and tackled me to the floor. I closed my door (Jennifur would probably attack the kittens if we left them roaming at night). I got into bed and then jumped out. Turns out the ninja kitten brothers were hiding among my sheets. I got them out and went to sleep. At about 4 or 5 in the morning, they woke me up by sinking their claws in to my chest. I wasn't hurt but lost some sleep.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/10/double-attack-of-yin-yang-brothers.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112838696231153955</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-03T17:49:22.333-07:00</atom:updated><title>Undercover raccon kitten</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">As I was hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock when Yin and Yang crawled under my covers. They decided to have a fight on my chest. I got them out and got ready for school. Then after school, as I was getting a drink, Yin and Yang ran into each other at a corner. They were so spooked that they fluffed up so big that for a second I thought they were racoons!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/10/undercover-raccon-kitten.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112769885542012293</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-25T18:40:55.423-07:00</atom:updated><title>Attack of the Yin</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was watching T.V. when Yin jumped on me and ran away. I then found him and picked him up when he went crazy and scratched me. I let him go and then sat down for more T.V. Yin then sat in my lap and purred untill I noticed the fake mouse whose fake fur had been ripped off and the nose and an eye missing.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/09/attack-of-yin.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112725989783025334</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-20T16:44:57.836-07:00</atom:updated><title>Attack of the Yang</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was waking up when Yang jumped on me and I woke up sooner than expected. He then dissapeared. After I got dressed, I headed out my door. Yang then tried to dive bomb me from my top half of my bunk bed. I caught him and put him down. Stay tuned for more Attack of the Yangs! Coming soon...Now you see him, now you don't, Attack of the Yin! The conclusion to this series will be titled...Double Attack of the Yin-Yang Brothers!&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/09/attack-of-yang.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15023883/posts/full/112706194687765622</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2005 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-18T09:45:47.413-07:00</atom:updated><title>Yin is an act!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Yesterday as I was coming into my room, Yin jumped onto me. Actually, he jumped onto my head. I then grabbed him so he wouldn't fall. He of course sunk his claws into my head. That was extremly painful. :( I then got him off my head and put him down.&lt;/div></description><link>http://spottedcatdesigns.com/kittenblog/2005/09/yin-is-act.html</link><author>Steven Fiedler</author></item></channel></rss>