It’s December 1. Everycat knows that Santa is checking that list twice, and I’m trying as hard as I can to be good so I don’t end up on the “naughty” side. Today I struggled with that a little…
Then I seem to have sat in something sticky – maybe the honey that was all over the kitchen floor. After I pushed it off the counter… And then I seem to have rolled in something granular. And then I had to have a bath. With soap and water.
Then I coughed up a hairball on my human’s bed. Be thankful that there’s no photo of that one.
I’m hoping that Santa was watching a different channel today – Peruvian cats, perhaps.