16 December 2014
our furry own catsmas tree!
mommer was feelin' bad for not lettin' us haf a catsmas tree, so she drug out the little one that haz been the fambly tree for the past sevrul years an' putted it up inna front hall. ascuse me, mommer, the foy-yay. [mommer: hey! quit makin' fun of me. i waited 35 years to have a foyer, and by golly, i'll flaunt it if i want to!] ennyway, here it is:
we gotted our revenge last night. try to keep us frum a catsmas tree, eh? well, here you go!
she called us hoolygans an' poopy-butts (well, somethin' like that) but we's sure she din't mean that. she's just cranky befur she hafs her coffee. an' fur the reckerd, it still werks, an' we dunno who dunnit. srsly, we don't. ::silent meow/smirk::