Ed. note: The costume was just lying on the freebie table! How could I not?
In a fit of energy (read: avoiding work on creative projects), Mom decided to rearrange the furniture in her room. The feng shui shakeup has really done a number on me. For instance, there's more room for floor romping activities, which I really enjoy. In addition, my new thing is hopping on the bed, moving to the dresser, and drinking water out of Mom's glass.
The first time I did this, Mom was juuuuust about to fall asleep. Then Mom heard the thwip-thwip-thwip of my tongue hitting water. She opened her eyes and witnessed me drinking -- guzzling, actually, if cats could guzzle -- from her water glass. "Her" water glass, I say, but you and I both know that the water glass is for ME, and I am nice enough to let Mom drink from it. Anyway, yeah, I do this all the time now. Never did it before. Feng shui is REAL!
Mom went to New York and brought home this plastic bag as a souvenir. I thought this was incredibly thoughtful of her. I chomped it loudly to show my deep appreciation. It's kind of like slurping noodles in certain cultures. Shows you care.
Mom did not interpret my chomping that way at all. "Miles," she gasped. "That is NOT FOR YOU." She then tried to take away my gift, but I smacked my paw down on it and pulled it closer to me. Some people are so greedy!
Today, Lily met Wilbur and they became fast friends...if you consider "friend" to mean someone you grab by your jaws and promptly attempt to open his gut and remove his innards.
OK, so she's a canine serial killer. Normally, her MO is a quick kill. She goes straight for the seam and removes stuffing/squeakers with surgical precision, all in under 5 minutes. Her victims rarely know what hit them until it's too late, but fortunately they feel little pain in their demise. Tonight, Wilbur is proving to be a challenge, thanks to his double-stitched seams.
Aww! Look at this super cute gallery from the OnSugar blog Funny animals pictures and videos. After you click through, if you're so motivated by these felines' spirit, share your own holiday pet photos or take the time to start your own OnSugar blog. Maybe your stories and photos will be posted here on PetSugar!
On Sunday, Roo Mate and her boyfriend went out to buy a Christmas tree. Now, you'd think that Minou and I would probably want to romp around and bat the ornaments. But you'd be wrong. My sole interest is tinsel. I love that stuff. I especially like to grab the long strands of it and suck it into my little cat-mouth like spaghetti. Then Mom freaks out and pulls it away from me (killjoy) and places all of the tinsel on top of the tree. I'm like, Woman, stop cramping my style!
Speaking of style, what do you think of this year's festive outfit, as modeled by Minou? Grandma brought that to us from Michigan. So far, I have stuck with my alluring wreath collar, since I don't like the loud jingling of the new outfit. Also, I refuse to wear the hat. There's that, too.
The parrot is too cute, even dancing along to the music.
Even if we are not together, but my heart loves only you ... ...
Although only a short period of two seconds, I laughed for a whole three minutes ... ...