Well, da Catmas craziness around here never stops - my momma has been makin tons of Catmas goodies (unfortunately she duz not share enuf wif ME), wrappin Catmas presents (only some of which are for ME), and sewin Catmas stuff (since I got a new bandana I'll be showin tomorrow, I guess I won't complain bout dat one). But still, she's been crazy busy!
And of course she has to make us take Catmas photos everyday. But I still found time to write dis week's poem. Today Angel Sammy picked dis photo for us . . .
Wow, look, dat ol' car sure are busted
Yeah, it real are dented and rusted
Were the peeps on their way to Cali
And got lost in Monument Valley?
Lost in the desert, I'd get so bored
Unless cast in a film by John Ford
His name rocks, his last is my middle
Angie says "Sense?? Dis rhyme makes little!"
But unlike my poetical efforts, Angelique (and me and Crockett) wuz very impressed wif our Secret Paws present!
Momma are makin us wait until Christmouse to open it - she are a big meanie!
We can't wait! Thanks so much Katie, Waffles, and GloGirly!
Momma luved your tags and card and we're shure we're gonna luv da presents too.