Maybe I should explain.

The last several days I've been commenting on a lot of blogs, or should I say I've commented on the odd blog here and there but my human has been doing the rest.

*the human waves*

I've been promised my favorite treat, salmon cubes if I help her win something from the "One World One heart" event. She'd do it herself but she's not an active blogger MOL! And being active is a requirement (thankfully most of the giveaways were open to everyone, except one who specifically said humans only, which did not make me a happy tabby).

For your information, for most of these posts I have been perfectly happy sitting on her warm lap as she types. She likes calling herself my 'ghost writer' because of this whole thing...hmm maybe I'll get her to type up a few of these blog things in the future?

So if anyone see's some weird posts by me talking about my crafting, my mom or anything else human like crossing fingers for luck, well you can guess that's my human.

She has my full purrmission to do this. She also has my full purrmission to give me those promised treats early.
*the human shakes her head*

Phew that was some Christmas!

It's been a couple weeks of turkey scraps, treats both soft and crunchy galore and plenty of new toys to totally ignore.

We even got a cool new litter box that looks like an igloo! As though playing in there wasn't already fun! It has a slide inside and everything!!!

Got another fresh water bowl...I don't know how those humans make the water move in there but it sure beats batting at the old bowl. I sure was missing the old one when it started coughing and not moving the water months ago.

I managed to make it 2/3 the way up the tree this year, a purrsonal best! Plus I got bonus points for breaking a really ugly and dangly ornament of a dog hanging up in there.

The crew and I have been lazing around for the last two weeks when we weren't playing with empty present boxes and chasing new crinkle balls (I KNEW IT!), Patches even got a whole new pack of fuzzy mice, which are now all hiding under the stove with the last ones. I wonder if we can get a tiny mouse sized cat next year to chase those things out of there. I think they are up to something gathering in the safety of numbers and all.

I hope all you cats and kittens out there were spoiled beyond reason as well and had a Merry Christmas.
I'm gonna go watch the snow cover up the windows. It's funny watching my nannybug trying to bat it away to look out.

A brat?

A BRAT? He called me a brat? I'm not a brat! Ducky I'm gonna get you, just you wait and see!

Hmm maybe I should post a little more on this blog while Ducky is off sucking up for treats. Yes, sucking up. He isn't all that put off by two dogs! They weren't big dogs even they were almost as big as Ducky himself! It's not like the bunch of us couldn't get two tiny dogs working together.

But Ducky was scared anyway! At least Bambi stood up and hissed at them! Ducky couldn't run away fast enough! And that fly he caught, he totally stole it from me after it couldn't fly away.
Who's a brat now Ducky? Not me!

Excuse me, I think it's time for my massage. My human does pamper me so! And look a whole pile of treats, why suck up when humans deliver? Really, Ducky you're too much like a dog yourself!

You would think so...

but no I'm am not the forgiving type.
Unless you have a whole bag of treats to appease me and then I'll only forgive you as long as they last.
Tuna flavored preferable if you want to keep those curtains in one piece.