Today our nemesis Squirrelly, tried a frontal attack to get at the cat kibble, but Nemo was watching out the window and sounded the alarm. Momma Dog let us out so we could chase him. This required Nemo breaking trail and all I could see was the north end of Nemo going south. Picture the rear end of a galloping beer horse. Whoops, krikey, forgot again. We fought our way across the front yard and chased Mr. Brown Squirrel right up the Maple tree. What a nutter he is, chattered and cursed at us from a limb just out of our reach no matter how high we leaped.
Note to Santa, take a look at the picture, that’s me and Momma Kitty. See I’m playing nicely with the nice cat. I’m letting that claw wearing feline rest beside me. For nine more days. Huck