Merry Christmas, GdaO...

Thank yoo, Jazzycat!!!

My meowmie had gone to visit her vet this afternoon, and as she was leaving, she noticed a package on the front porch.

When Gramma got back from dropping her off, she brought it in and put it on the counter.

I'z immediately sat on it, to make sure she wouldn't get nosy and open it before mom got home.

When mom got back, she opened it up and there were three gift bags with my name, Domino, and Skitter written on them. Mom started to save them until Christmas, but I'z wouldn't have it.



When mom sawed all of dem wonderful toys, she sed "Now we know what it feels like to be da Martyr of da Munth!"

We even got special Christmas qwackbots...or maybe they are mousebots?

Then Gramma sed "What about your prezzies?" Mom was going to save them for Christmas, but she haz absolutely no discipline or self control. So she opened them, and everything she opened made her smile.

There were orange kitty ornaments, a scrapbook with tons of different papers and stickers, a set of notecards with kitties being forced to wear foofy hats, a little book with letters to santa, a kitty calendar planner, and three little flip books with us kitties in them.

Then she picked up a big heavy flat package, thinking "This feels like a picture..."

Then she unwrapped it-and cried.

There was me, Domino, and Skitter-and her angels Kitten Little and George da Orange too.

She wanted meez to post on my blog and let everyone know just how much this meant to her. So I'z did.

Thank yoo, Mz Jazzycat. We'z are all verry grateful to yoo, for everything you sent.

Well, except for this...to be honest, I'z could have done without the outfits. But the thought of putting them on meez did put an evil smile on Mom's face, and that wuz nice to see.

Time to take my picture for the annual Christmas Card...

The following pictures were rejected for being too undignified-even though I'z still managed to look devastating.

Duz this hat make meez look stoopid?

I'z will fix it...

Ummm...this can't be right...

All right, humoon...yoo can stop laughing now.

A liddle help, here?

Yoo are what yoo eatz...does that mean I'z nuts???

crunch, crunch, crunch...

Grampa bought Gramma a new couch, and it wasn't long before us kitties had each claimed a spot of our own on it.

Domino and Skitter chose to rest on opposite ends, while da Boo Boo Cat plonked down right in the middle.



Skitter was SO comfurrtabuls...


But alas...it would not last. Boo Boo Cats can't be good for long.





Eeeep!



Hey, come back heer!



The chase is on...



Awww...man! She got away. I'z didn't know dat fat cats could run dat fast!

I'z can fit...see???

Benny the Cat's Finest...

One of the meowmies on da cat board, lisaviolet, grows the greatest catnip in the world.

She sells a limited amount of it every year, and every year the people on the board rush to send in their orders before it's all gone.

Because I'z have my humoon so well trained, she is usually one of the first to pounce when LV announces the new crop iz ready, and this year was no exception.

It arrived today, and me and my sisfurs had a verry groovy time. Yoo will note that Domino iz the biggest niphead, and has absolutely no dignitee while under the influence...

Mail Call!

Domino doesn't share...

Da envelope iz also tasty.

Lisaviolet hosts an interesting website-it has live webcams, a number of bulletin boards, a store where she sells her handmade beaded jewelry, cat items, and the nip, and all kinds of other stuff.

She also has the blog featuring Tummy Tuesday, that I'z have posted about in the past.

http://www.lisaviolet.com/

I'm going to go sleep off my buzz now...later, guys!

Boo Boo da Bad...in Moulin Rouge!!!

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