Christmouse 2006

This Christmouse has been very exhausting but we’ve been very lucky too. We got plenty of presents too, lots of catnip treats from our friends Frodo and Freyr (and Maeve), and they also bought us a feathery play thing and MORE catnip. We got treats from Mum and Dad, our friend Abigail over the road bought us a mouse (we presume this is the Christmouse) and we also got a blue pyramid to attack. We had our stockings and got lots of presents in there too. It just gets better. We were so excited on Christmouse Eve looking up the chimney for Santa especially me because I’ve had more Christmouse’s here than Scooby and I’m 3 months older so as you can imagine I’m 3 times more cleverer. We thought on Christmouse day we might get a mouse for dinner but we didn’t so it was a bit disappointing. Last Christmouse I got a bird for Katty. I left it in the kitchen so when she came back at noon from going somewhere she would have it as a surprise. As it turned out it really upset her – how ungrateful can you get? Then she insisted on conducting one of her funerals so that ruined the day so I didn’t bother this year. I thought what is the point in getting something that is not appreciated. I’m not going to waste my time. I bet you can’t believe unappreciative she is. The amount of times I’ve bought mice and birds in for her and she is not happy. It’s the thought that counts I think… well as long as the thought has some catnip on top of it. I hope you had a purry Christmouse and have a very happy new year.

Getting ready for Christmouse

It has been very tiring this week watching Katty sorting out Christmouse presents and writing cards so that is why we haven’t posted recently. There has been some heavenly catnip smell coming from certain areas in the house but she says we have to be patient. I have never heard the word patient before and I don’t know what it means. Apparently we have to wait if we want to be patient. Wait? I don’t like the sound of that. Morgan feels the same (finally something we agree on!). I have torn up a lot of paper this week that Katty has been playing with. She has also cut up lots of photos of me and Morgan and put them in cards. She says she has sent one to my sisters, Mitsy and Jasmine. She asked me if I would like to meet my sisters – I said no. Competing with Morgan for food is bad enough let alone another two of me. I still miss my mum though and so does Katty, that’s what she says anyway.I have put my Christmouse photo (and Morgan’s) on the blog for everyone too see. I think I look dazzling and the tinsel just complements my elegance and superiority. Any comments on this would be greatly appreciated. We will post again before Christmouse and sorry for the lateness of our post.

Ode To The Tree (Recovered)

Ode to the tree

This week is National Tree Week (22nd November to 3rd December) in commemorating this and taking into account that I’ve had the funnest time of my life up trees I have created the following Ode to the Tree
Oh tree, oh tree
How I love climbing thee
And nearly reaching the sky
I run up your chest
In feline zest
And pretend that I can fly.

Oh tree oh tree
I’m nearly three
And still it makes me gladder
When I make a meow
Whilst on your bow
So my human has to go get the ladder

Oh tree oh tree
It’s so funny
When they climb up your trunk so brown
They pant and they puff
On their face they look
A picture when I run down.

Advent treats for Morgan

I can’t believe my luck. Now Katty is giving us treats in the morning as well as at night. She says something about advent? Whatever that is I don’t know but if it means we’re getting more food it has to be good. I kind of remember the same thing happening last year but then it stopped – after a day of pigging out. This advent thing has a bad side though. It's so windy. I hate the wind. My fur and whiskas start blowing and I lose myself. Humans don't like it either. I hear them cursing as they walk down the street and I think if you don't like the weather stay in all day like me. Though humans are a bit like blind newly-born kittens when it comes to common sense so I feel sorry for them really more than anything.
All week I’ve not been up to much except posing for our Christmas photos. Every Christmas you see Katty takes a photo of me and Scooby and sends it to all our friends. She also takes us one on our birthday with our cake. It’s quite exhausting you know all this being handsome. After my trauma my face is more or less back to normal and the humans have stopped fussing over it – but they do keep telling me I am as gorgeous as ever. I knew that even when I was a kitten however I still love people saying so. And to put my mind at rest can anyone explain to me what a cattery is? I’ve heard that word so many times over the last few days spoken by mum and dad after saying Scooby and my name but I don’t know what it is or whether it is good or bad. Shall I purr or growl? I just don’t know.