Hey, lady.
Christmas is right around the corner and it’s my favorite time of year. It’s not because I always get a new supply of feather wands and catnip mice, but rather it’s that you always put up that glorious tree. Few things make a cat feel quite so stealthy as disguising itself among the clusters of artificial evergreen needles.
Okay, okay, I’ll admit there was an…”incident”…in a Christmas past. But lady, there are twelve days remaining until Christmas and there’s not yet a tree up in this house. I can’t imagine why! You act like I broke the darn thing. Oh, wait…
Winston