Did you have a nice Christmas? I hope Santa Paws brought some nice presents for you to enjoy. We were swamped, actually. We had a ton of presents ranging from various catnip toys and dangly things, some cat food treats and the biggest and best was a cardboard box that another present came in. Dad bought us a new bed each. They look like huge Santa slippers (our Mum – being the silly billy she is especially after a bottle of Baileys - put them on and clomped about!) and they have a little scratching pad on them which I use, but Gibbs doesn’t. You know his aversion to using scratching pads and posts when there is a perfectly good rug he can strafe his claws on. They’re made of crinkly stuff so if you lie on them, you make all sorts of funny noises. Gibbs being a scaredy-cat won’t lie on his, but I did try mine out.
By far the best present was not really a present at all. It was the box that the Santa beds came in. It was a huge box and we both got in it – not at the same time – but I went in first, had a sniff and a look around it, and then when I came out of it, Gibbs went inside and did the same thing.
Mum spent a few days wrapping up lots of other presents to give to her family and one by one they came over to our house and spent time unwrapping them again. I don’t get that, do you? They spend ages making them look nice and then rip the paper off within seconds. Humans, I’ll never understand them as long as I live.
Till the next time