December 19th 2010 5:11 pm
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Just because I was racing around the house, chasing my tail and jumping up on tables where I'm not supposed to be, Meowmy and Grandma have decided that I'm over excited about Christmas. Well, of course I am. Who wouldn't be? But my exictment is tinged with worry (see previous diary entry).
My fears moved closer to being confirmed today. During one of my excited moments, Meowmy said, "Smokey always gets like this around Christmas time." Then Grandma said, "I know and, poor thing, she'll have to wait an extra week for Christmas this year."
"Now just what is that supposed to mean?" I meowed to them, but they gave me no answer.
After all these years they still aren't very good at Felinese. I understand their language far better than they understand mine. I even made the effort of trying to speak their language. I've made some of my meows sound like their words. For instance, I can say "out" and "NOW!" and "Why?"
But, I digress. To get back to my possible calamity, which is seeming more and more likely every day, I am greatly disturbed by their words.
Autumn Amelia remains oblivious.
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What's this about a delayed Christmas, Smokey? Is your furmily converting to Russian Orthodox, or something? ;)
a conspiracy!!! i am the queen of unmasking human conspiracies - and this, dear friend, is one of the meanest! pretending to feel sorry for the cat is ALWAYS the strongest evidence for something sneaky - like v-visit, "healthy" food or being left alone :((((
i wish i could help...
Did I hear a delayed Christmas? You should protest!
Merry Christmas Smokey!
Hugs & Purrs,