Although Santa is EVIL, I do enjoy the photo ops. Mom bribes me well.
I even get to lay on the futon couch with nary a blanket in sight, because it's red and for some reason that screams Christmas. I thought it screamed 'hides the blood of my dead mousies', but whatever.
Granma's place was pretty nifty, so much stuff to sniff, but there was this weird fat cat staring at me. Didn't like that much.
Otherwise, highly successful kitteh holiday all around!
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.