IZA: Our Chissymouse timing was a bit bad this year. We all
slept late Chrissymouse day and felt SO lazy we dint pay much attention
to it. And Dad has been fussing with a new puter and the little workers
in the big box aren't workin. Then this morning, when we were
bright-eyed and ready to go, the flashy-box died and Dad had ta feed it
through the wall. And Dad had ta go hunt fruits and veggies and a
chicken. So by the time we all ate, it was dark. So we were actually
"late for Chrissymouse".
But here we go...
Our Secret Paw is Valentine of
Noir Kitty Mews. And what a good Secret Paw he was! We got the box a week ago, Dad hid it.
It was FULL of stuff.
I checked it out immediately...
The first thing out was a big ball of cloth. Box padding maybe?
Ohh, there are kitties on it. It must be something for US!
WOW! Its a giant mat. Look how biggly it is...
Here's a nose-down view of the kitties...
Bast, I could roll on this for days!
All mine, Bwa-Ha-Ha. What Dad? But I found it first! Oh allright...
ACK! You CAN fall off the edge.
And then there was all the OTHER STUFF! Some even wrapped (Oh Noes, I
just realized we forgot to wrap our own Secret Paw stuff).
Dad set the foods and the kitty-crack aside so we would pay attention
to the wrapped stuffs... Marley heard the crinkling and came out to
inverstigate. He really liked the kitties on the papers "Ohh that white
one is a cutie".
But he did some serious sniffin...
And found the crunchies. He is cukkoo fer crunchies.
So Dad opened something and gave us each a few. I went right back to
the pile. I mean, there is UNOPENED stuff. BTW, Ayla is being a pill
today and keeping to herself in the bedroom.
I'm sniffin something unusual at the corner of this package. It smells like Toy...
Dad, come and open this NOW! YES, NOW! "Open... Now".
I never learn. He is nearly unbiddable. I know, I know, "Firm Voice,
Brief Sound Gap, Short Words". But he pays no attention to even basic
commands when he's not in the mood.
He thinks he's so funny sometimes. He opened all the OTHERS, singing that "Anticipation" song from the ketchup commercial...
Finally! And I was right. But a weerd one! Its a SnakeSharkCat and it has a mouse in its jaws...
I WANT that mouse Mr SnakeSharkCat!
Hmmm, he has a good grip on it. It may take months ta get that mouse
loose. I'll have ta KICK a lot. And then I'll eat HIM too. I want him
to live a bit knowing I took his mouse!
What next? Well, I'm being careful of that round knit thing. It looks
suspiciously like a collar, and we all KNOW what Beins do with those. I
BET whicheve one of us carries it around first has ta wear it. OOH! I
gotta plan, hehe. I'll tell Dad that since Ayla "missed out" on the
unwrapping she "gets" ta wear it.
Meanwhile, there is crinkly paper ta play with too.
I'll just grab some and run off with it...
MARLEY: Now that Iza is gone (she is SO possessive) I can look
at the goodies in peace. Oh wow such neat stuff! Ans Dad dumped all
the good-smellies and drugs down so I could sniff them. He gave me some
of the Nip, but says we will have a Silverine Party New Years Eve. OK,
that's only um "one littlle piggy, two little piggies...", FIVE nights
from now.
I'm NOT touching tht collar! I heard what Iza said and she's probly
right. If Dad asks, I'm tellin him it is more "girlcat" size. Yeah,
that should werk...
So that was a great Secret Paw package and we are all thrilled.
Thank you so much Valentine!