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That Psycho Cat Next Door

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My Purrfect Playtime was interrupted!

Yesterday, the Can Opener was playing with me after she got her first cup of coffee, and we were having so much fun… and then this furry bundle of nerves came walking into our kitchen looking for my food and begging for treats!

Do I smell treats?

Lucky for me, she didn’t like what was in my dish, and my Can Opener didn’t give her any treats – so after harrassing my human for a little while longer, she chased me up on top of the refrigerator, and saw Sushi sleeping on the couch and hissed at her for good measure, then growled at my human and stalked out the door!

Trying to con my human into feeding her!

I really didn’t appreciate her growling at Sushi -(that’s my job)- but I was really mad that she growled at my Can Opener! So of course, I had to chase her out of the house and we had a talk about it. The human didn’t get there fast enough to take pictures, but just to give you an idea, it went something like this;

The little psycho got away before I could finish what I was saying- but that’s okay- she’ll be back. And I’ll be waiting…

Geez- I sure hope Santa is too busy to notice…
No Twilight!
I warned you, kitty!
OH NO!

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Now, Back to my Michevious (Christmas) Plans…

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This guy is starting to pop up everywhere.
Oh yay. It’s Santa’s spy again.
Let’s see now…. Where do I start?

19 Days til Christmas!

Time for me to start dropping my Christmas gift hints a little harder. The Can Opener appears to be totally clueless as to my (and Sushi’s) Christmas wish list. Of course, she is only human, which is a huge drawback- but even she has to have a brain in there somewhere… The question is, how to get through that head of hers?

What Sushi wants…

I asked Sushi what she wants for Christmas, and all she said was “a nap.” You know, I know she’s part of the family and all, but good grief. No imagination at ALL.

So, I told her what I want and she said I should write a list for the Can Opener and leave it someplace where she can’t miss it. Like the mirror. Or the refrigerator. Or better yet, taped to her face.

But I think she’s forgetting I’m a CAT- writing and taping is a little hard for my paws. Maybe I should have a talk with that creepy little elf that keeps popping up. If he’s going to be hanging around so much, I may as well put him to work.

I think I’ll make a list and leave it for him to take to Santa.

I sure hope he can read.

I’ll probably leave him some treats too- in case he needs a little “motivation.” Maybe all those cookies kids leave for Santa is why he keeps coming back every year. If all I had to do for treats was drop down a chimney in random houses once a year, I’d probably do it too. That is, if there’s no fire in the chimney! MOL!

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