It's the last day of 2008 ... an' my Gotcha Day. I'll be sixteen in May '09 (Mom thinks), but we're celebrating today 'cuz it's the anniversary of when Mom took my brother, Huckleberry Finn, an' me in "for keeps" an' we became official members of the Feline Americans. I'm glad efurryday that Mom kept us ... an' I'm especially glad (an' grateful) to have a furrever home where I'm safe, well-fed, dry, an' loved.
It's the last ManCat Monday of 2008, so we're showin' you what ManCats do when their Mom's are contemplating taking down the holiday decorations an' packin' them away 'til next year. A real ManCat will put himself in a comfy "watchin'-the-work" position before takin' a nap. Sparky Fuzzypants has "assumed the position" atop our Gizzy Quilt. As soon as boxes get opened, he'll jump down an' inspect the boxes for comfy-ness ... an' then take a nap in one of the boxes. This is how Mr. Pants helps us to keep the decorations out just a little bit longer ...
Merry ChristMAUS to all of our wonderful furriends an' devoted readers in the blogosphere. As promised, here are photos from Mom's an' Grandma's "world tour of holiday lights."
The first four photos are of Mom's favorite house. It's about a mile and a third to the west of us on our street. It's owned by a retired couple who really do things up each year. If you compare their decorations from year to year, each time they decorate it's totally different an' new decorations have been added to keep our interest. This year, efurrything was up and lit by Veteran's Day. I wonder how much their electrical bill will be this year?
I mentioned previously the dearth of holiday spirit evident in my little corner of America ... But these folks did a nice job despite it all.
Charmee found Sandy Clawrs hidin' in Mom's litter box room, so he took the opportunity to sit on Mr. Clawr's lap an' put in a request for efurry cat (an' woofie an' bun an' rat) in the whole blogosphere to get lots of toys an' treats for Christmaus ...
So all of you kitties need to check your stockings for LOTS of nummy Temptations. If you didn't get a whole bunch of 'em, it's not for lack of trying on Charmee's part! He put in a good word for all of you!
I think I'll hunker down an' sleep so Sandy Clawrs can leave goodies for me (an' the Feline Americans, too) ...
Oh, the weather outside's delightful, but the lights are truly frightful! So since there's no Christmaus dough, are we better off caked with snow?
Mom an' Grandma went out lookin' at holiday lights this evening 'cuz the rain stopped today an' they could actually leave the car.
I'll be postin' the photos from their "world tour 2008" on Christmaus ... mighty slim pickings if they do say so themselves. But as a little teaser, I'm postin' the most southwesterly holiday lights in the continental United States.
This is taken right near the Tijuana Slough on Seacoast Drive in Imperial Beach, CA ... It's a coupla miles west from us.
I'm just wonderin' if the lack of holiday lights has spread to your hometown, too ... I mean, WHAT'S THE DEAL? Last year's lights were phenomenal compared to the dearth of joyful decorating exhibited this year.
Mom says that lots of folks are out-of-work an' that the economy is particularly bad this year ... that explains why some folks didn't decorate ...
But MOM didn't do much this year either an' she has a job with a decent amount of green papers comin' in each month!!! What's the deal? Where's the love, Mom?
(Mom:In my defense, blogosphere, I have been as busy as the next working stiff this season and to be honest, I'm just not feelin' it this year. Perhaps I'll feel more inclined to joyously decorate after Obama's been in office for ten months or so ... okay? Can I have a pass this year? Pretty please?)
Mom says that all of our bodies are WIDE 'cuz she feeds us good food like Eukanuba kibbles an' Fancy Feast Elegant Medleys Chicken with Egg Soufflé efurry day ... an' that we don't hafta do physically taxing jobs like pullin' sleds or stackin' boxes or bringin' in the groceries. She says that's how we got to be such "WIDE loads" of cat (all 'cept ME 'cuz I'm petite an' super-sexy).
Anyway, yesterday Mom bought a new blotter (desk calendar) for school. An' Charmee ... bein' Charmee ... had to test the calendar out for "comfy-ness" by layin' on it. The calendar is extra WIDE ... an' so is Charmee.
It's okay with me that Charmee is WIDE, 'cuz I look slim an' trim standin' near him! Hee, hee ...
She was ticked that her Reading classes got cancelled an' her students (the ones she likes) got absorbed into other electives. She was peeved that the assistant principal who is in charge of her department couldn't communicate her way out of a wet paper bag ... an' wasn't gonna let Mom know what was going on until next semester.
That was bad enough to get her actin' peckish. But today, she found out that she has to move all of her stuff from the classroom she's had for fifteen years to move to another classroom halfway across the campus. Oh, and she has until December 12th to get everything packed so that the custodians can move things in the evening ... an' the man who is in the room right now won't let Mom send any of her stuff over, so it's in boxes (she got some packed today after school). An' the quarter is over in ten days. An' she's got to proctor an' grade finals plus tabulate final grades for her students. An' the two hundred wreaths an' centerpieces that her club students sold arrived today boxed in twenty big, big, big boxes ... an' the barrels for the San Diego Food Bank's food drive arrived today, too. An' there are still coupons books left that students need to pick up.
Mom's goin' to bed ... I'm gonna join her an' give her some snuggles.