Wednesday, December 24, 2008
The return of Santa Cat
Yes, there he is again--Santa Cat. He's looking over my shoulder, isn't he? He's going to decide whether I've been a good cat or a bad cat, isn't he? Humph! Could any cat be cuter or more cuddly than I am, sitting here on my flowery cotton quilt, just trying to get a late afternoon nap in before Christmas Eve starts up?
Happy Holidays to all cats and catted ones. And this is probably is a good time to repeat my poem on the subject of cattedness.
Catted
Blessed are the catted.
May they never lack for entertainment
as long as they possess a piece of string
Blessed are the catted,
May their homes be safe from mice.
Blessed are the catted,
May their ears ring with purrs.
Blessed are the catted.
May their clothes be forever furred,
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Nothing on TV, guess I'll sleep
