It’s my favourite time of year this is. Crispmowse. Or Christmas as them humans refer to it.
I gets well excited about a visit from Santa Paws as he always leaves me some awesome gifts cos I is on the nice list every year. You gots to be good to be on the nice list. Cos Santa Paws is so generous, I always leave him out a min spy as a little snackage to keep him going on his travels. No Sherry though cos you not meant to drink and drive. Stay safe. I also leave a carrot for Rudolph. Got to look after me fellow anipals and Rudie gots a super impawtant job to do. He like a retro Sat Nav.
Crispmowse isn’t just all about visits from Santa Paws and eating them tasty giant birds and oinks wrapped in bacons. It’s about spending time with the family, as sappy as it sounds. My humans get time off of work to spend with me. We all laze about with some tasty grub and watch movies and play games. I loves a good movie, me. Mostly them animated ones. Ice Age is my favourite. Don’t take my eyes off it. It also really impawtant that the friends and family in your lives know how much they mean to you at Crispmowse time. You should make them know all the time really, but extra specially during the festive season.
But here comes the absolute bestest thing about Crispmowse……..the TREE. This is the most exciting thing ever. As soon as that box come down from the loft (or attic depending on where you from) I am on it. I am in it. I am all over it. The tinsel, the baubles, the glittery twigs, the lights. They mine. All mine. The tree is like a giant scratching post and is purrfect for manicuring my claws. But best of all, it great for bringing out my wild cat side. I likes to be like a real lion or tiger….climb…climb….climb……SURPRISE…… I become the angel at the top of the tree. Well, a cat gotta work off all those Crispmowse treats, hasn’t he?!
Here’s wishing you all a most super-duper Crispmowse and I can’t wait to share more of my cheeky self with you in 2017.
Big, fat, Crispmowse smooches,
Love Cooks. x