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Excerpts from the Cat's Journal...
Oh please. Gag me with a stuffed Santa. Do you honestly think that those
tacky,
felt covered protrusions (most likely handmade with kindergarten glue -
and sewn with cat gut) somehow catapults you into some regal placement on
the Cringle Sleigh Team? First off, Rudolph is a good friend of mine and
has little tolerance for posers. Secondly, I have warned him about you...I
wouldn't get too close to him lest you wind up as whale vomit on some
distant arctic shore.
If I were you, I'd just stick to sitting patiently by the tree....awaiting
your new Kong Toy.
Ho Ho Ho.
P.S. If I were to
give you anything for Christmas...it would be a brain. |
