Alex and I are happy to be home this year with our people around us and lot of stinky goodness. We haven't opened our presents yet, but we're content knowing that lots of love is always on offer year round. That's what important you know...not the occasional spat because you smelled your cat pal's rear at an indelicate moment, or you ate the rest of her food after she left her bowl, or because she just clubbed you in the head with her big paw for no reason, or she pushes you out of the way to run out the door first to see the turkeys.
Peace on earth dooods. Happy happy.
Oh, Alex and I are pooling our golden nuggets to get Oom a present this year....here's a picture...what do you think?
We're pretty sure he will fit on the balcony. And he eats grass right? So we don't need the stupid cat eating machine anymore or the stinky fuel stuff that goes in it? I wonder if he'll poop in a box?
Anyway, hug a cat, or a dog, or if you are short on furry friends, hug a human today. Wish them a happy season, indeed, a happy life. And remember, don't club somebody in the head with your paw for no reason.
Your friend in holiday fur,
Diesel T Hecat
