I was just talking to my kitteh friend, Fuppa, and it made me want to go spend the weekend at Aunt Sam and Uncle Joe’s house.  Fuppa says they have so much fun over there.  Uncle Joe is a DJ, so they get to listen to cool music all the time.  They don’t have to turn it off when lil sister goes to sleep.  I bet it’s so much fun chillin’ with Uncle Joe while he’s spinning some beats.

Last time he visited he was telling Dad he wants to pick up a Monophonic Desktop Analog Synthesizer so he can add some new sound to his mixes. He says he’ll probably go with a dave smith because they’re pretty affordable and offer some great functions. Maybe one day Mom will take me over there while he’s putting together a new set so I can play with Fuppa and listen to some cool music.

Why is it when I want to use something Bubba has to hog it?  I wanted to sleep on the couch last night, but no, Bubba had to stretch out as far as he could across the whole darn thing.  This morning I wanted to curl up in front of the wood stove, but Bubba shoved me out of the way so he could suck all the heat up.

Now I want to watch TV, but I can’t because Bubba and Dad are hogging the good TV.  Dad says he’s cleaning off the DVR, so they’re watching some doggy show called Pitbulls and Parolees.  Occasionally I’ll see a cat on there, but it’s mostly about all those doggies, so I don’t really watch it.  Mom, Dad, and Bubba all love that show, though.  I do like the one nice lady who has Housing for seniors that nobody wants to adopt. She’s a really sweet lady to do that, and we need more people like her in this world.  Mom would probably adopt every single doggy she sees on there if she could.  She hates seeing all those poor doggies that have been treated badly and don’t have forever homes.

Lil Sister is watching Finding Nemo on the other TV, so I ended up curling up on the couch with her and watching the fishies for a bit.  Maybe I’ll go do that again.  It’s not as great as the birds I wanted to watch, but at least it’s something half way decent.

After some really really cold and blah days you know what’s so great about today?  The sun is shining, Mom has the curtains open, and I’ve been curled up asleep in a really nice patch of sunshine coming through the french doors.  Well, that was until Bubba decided his big butt needed more room, so he scooted over until he kicked me out of the sunshine.  I guess it’s time for me to go find a window to curl up in so I can keep enjoying this beautiful day…from the inside that is.

Oh boy!  Is it really time for Santa Claws?  Little sister just went to bed (and it’s almost midnight) because she was so excited we were both in the window looking for him.  I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep, but I’m a kitteh, so I shouldn’t have to sleep at night!

I really hope Santa Claws brings me something good!  I’d love to find a big stocking full of ‘nip under the tree waiting just for me.  I guess I better go hide and wait to see if I can get a glimpse of my present!  Merry Christmas!

Why am I always the one getting in trouble?  I swear  some days I can’t breathe without getting blamed for something.  Today I got blamed for something, but I didn’t do it…well not all of it.  Little sister got into Mom’s desk and found the file with all our vet records.  She’s the one who spread them all over the floor.  Not me.  So what if I took advantage of that and sharpened my claws on a few of the papers.  That’s not my fault, right?

Right!  Seriously, I don’t know what the big deal is.  Can’t Mom just call the vet and have them print out more papers on one of those medical computers the woman at the front desk is always clicking away on? It seems like a simple solution to me!  I definitely don’t think I deserve to have my catnip bunny taken away for a few days for this!