Well, the tree is still up, but the gifts are all opened and played with. I did very well this year. Pop placed some orders online and I actually played with the stuff.
I'm a cat so I naturally get sad when a cat gets hurt or is sick. I'm also an INDOOR cat so it pains me that so many kitty tragedies can be prevented by keeping your cats in the house. At least once a week, one of my Twitter anipals is injured—hit by a car, hurt by a larger animal (like it or not, we're near the bottom of the food chain, right above the rabbit), or hurt or poisoned by some screwball human piece of trash.
Everybody asks me what I have to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. Quite a bit, it turns out. Of course, I'm thankful to Companion Animals Placement for rescuing me from the kill shelter.
I'm going to do a series on cats that lived with or on the same block with TW and Pop. The first one will focus on Foofie and Bootsy. They were both indoor-outdoor cats. Sorry we don't have any pics to show you. I don't think cameras had been invented yet.
Halloween is a very important holiday in my house. First and foremost it's an excuse to buy lots of candy. Trick or treat, my tail. My humans aren't giving any of it out. They'll eat it all themselves. Maybe, just maybe, I'll get to bat one of the lolliops around.
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