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So I was walking past the local Goodwill when I saw this gem: He's a puppet. Well made...and I had to have him. Mainly because I have no idea what he is... at first we thought maybe Santa? Then..just an old man, but..his body is furry and he's rather monkey like. Wth is he!? any ideas? haha.. I paid 15 for him. He's amazing.

My dearest Sassy-frass

I know, Mommy and I are just the meanest people in the world. As if forcing that ucky medicine down your throat once a night, now we're taking you into the bathroom, holding you down and sticking a needle under your skin in your back.

But sweetie, you're dehydrated and its hurting your kidneys. The vet said this is the best way to give you fluids. So please, be patient with Mommy and me while we get the hang of this? I promise it'll make you feel better in the long run.

Love you lots,

Sissy

Darling Missie
First off, I saw that. yeah, when you were grooming yourself. Somehow, I feel sure that if you can groom your entire back leg, you can at least get some of your own butt.
Second, uhm....did you have some Christmas cards to send? Maybe thats why you knocked the address book off my desk and are now sleeping on top of it. I did add your name to the family, I promise. Just, not everyone on my christmas card list is a cat person.
Thank you for your understanding of staying away from the Christmas tree and all the gifts. You have your very own stocking, and I'm sure all the toys will be ignored as always.

love you MissieMae

Dear Meowgi and Danielson,

I am pleased to see that you love the toys I bought to entertain you while I am gone meets your approval. And that scratching post thing I bought, i'm glad you like it and will use it. I don't need you scratching up the rug in my brother's room, that's a newer rug. My rug, well it really shouldn't matter because it is older than me... Or at least as old as I am. But I am glad after a whole day shopping, something I bought was a success. Now don't scratch up the post so soon elsewise you will have to wait for a new one and you will have to use the one you aren't so fond of.

lots of love,
your exhausted roomie so let her sleep tonight.

Hey baby,
   In a few days mommy is going to be leaving to see her mommy and daddy. I can't bring you with me and I feel so horrible because I don't want to leave you behind and everyone wants to meet you. You're gonna stay with Aunt Amanda's family. She'll only be there for a week so her little sister is going to take care of you. Please be a good boy and don't cause trouble for her or anyone else.
     Also please don't be mad. I love you so much and I know you know I do, but two weeks is a long time. So just know I'm not abandoning you. I'll make sure to call.

Love always,
Mommy.

PS Nana got you a Christmas present. =D

Dear Puss & Minnie:

I do not understand your current obsession with digging up all of mommy and I's potted plants at night. I also noticed a smell of pee-pee in the dirt when I cleaned up your mess this morning.

Please know that while I appreciate your initiative to "go green" by peeing in my plants, I wish that you would just stick to the clumping kitty litter for now.

Thanks,
Mama K.

Courage,
Just because we brought home a little sister for you does not mean we love you any less than we did before.  The reason why we decided to add another kitty to our family was for you.  I understand why you are so upset if I get more than five feet away from you and I understand why you are so terrified of people that aren't me or Dad.  I patiently worked with you for a year so you could get to the point where seeing a stranger two blocks away didn't send you running in terror under the bed.  It hurt me so much to hear you scream whenever I had to go somewhere and it wasn't safe to leave you in the car, waiting.  I can only go so far with helping you with your fears.  I knew that if you could see another cat like you playing with people other than us with nothing bad happening to her, you would start to see that not all people want to hurt you.  We knew that it would be easier for you to be home by yourself if you had a friend to play with and I was right. You no longer scream when I leave you home to go grocery shopping and you actually let someone you barely know pet you on top of your head.  I was so proud of you that day!!!

I know you love having her here and not only have you learned a lot from her, you have also taught her a lot of things too.  You play so nicely together until I come into the room.  I'm not sure if you are worried she will get more of my attention than you do or if you are worried that if Cinder is allowed near me, I would start loving her more than you.  I want you to know that I can love both of you the same time and just because there are two of you to love, you will always be my special baby boy.

Dear Ginger Steve,

Please stop climbing the Christmas tree. It's only 4 foot high and it cannot support your weight. You've fallen out of it numerous times, but still continue to climb it. Also, stop eating the tinsel.

Love,
The lady you always claw.

Dear Baby and Rosaline,

I don't know why the two of you never get along, and I'm not sure I ever will. Rosaline, stop trying to attack your sister when she's not looking. Though it's a little funny, it's mean to do to your family members. So why don't the two of you agree to disagree and let Baby sleep in the window and Rosalie run around and play under the carpet in the bathroom?

Love,
Mama.

p.s. Rosaline. The carpet in the bathroom won't fight back, it's from Linens and things. You're hyper, young and have too much energy, I know, but no more trying to eat it alive, okay?

In order of age:

Dear Yoda,

You have finally become the cranky old man cat your name destined you to be. Please keep Rumble in line while I'm gone, and be nice to Tie Dye. She's still a little flighty. And if you could work on the "90 year old smoker bitching about taxes" yowl in the middle of the night in a room with no lights, that'd be great. I'm tired of almost peeing myself because I don't see you on my way to the bathroom at 0'dark thirty.

Scratches for your fat belly,
Aunt Becky

Dear Cleo,

Whatever happened to "Bitchy Cat"? You've become such a love sponge I'm sad to go away for the holiday. Keep being lovey, but also remember to let Mommy clip your claws so you can have even more lap time when I get back. And, though you didn't ask, the scratches you left in my thigh last week are healing nicely, thank you. Another thank you, last but not least, for welcoming the Boy Thing so kindly. He's quite pleased that the undisputed Queen of the House has taken to him so quickly.

Gentle head pets (and NEVER the back or tail, I know!),
Aunt Becky

Dear Lucky,

Everyone is always more impressed by your name when they hear how lucky you were to survive that fire. Now, I consider you Lucky to have the foster kittens here as playmates since Yoda considers himself above such things. Please keep Rumble in line while I'm gone (and Behave Yourself too young man!) and be nice to Tie Dye. She'll play with you too, you just have to let her take the lead. However, the Christmas tree is off limits, as you know. Pass that rule on to Rumble *before* he learns the hard way, will you?

Ear rubs and head bumps,
Aunt Becky

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Hey, Fishy.

I know you're asleep right now, but I'll read it to you whenever you wake up and wander in here.

I just wanted to say, thank you baby, for waking me up in the mornings and cuddling up to me when I wake up depressed, like today. And thank you for meowing at the bathroom door when I zone out after my shower and lose track of time. Because of that, I was on-time to my final today.

So, thank you, sweetie.

Sleep well,
Met

Dear Meathead -

Unfortunately you do not answer to your actual name, but only to things like Meathead and Gatito and Oy! You There! When I call you these things, my friends think I'm being mean to you. If they only knew.

Please stop hissing at the puppy. She has done nothing to you. She has never bitten you or licked you or even sniffed you. Yet you hiss and snarl at her as if she has eaten Mr. Fuzzie, your favourite toy. She just wants to BE YOUR FRIEND. I'm not even asking for that much. Just ignore her so I can keep my sanity.

Also, the Chritmas tree was not put up for your amusement. Stop batting the ornaments off and trying to climb it. If you knock it over again, you will be seeing a lot more of the inside of your bed. The same goes for opening the prsents. They're not yours, as much as you like hiding in the wrapping paper. I'll save you the big sheets on Christmas Day if you quit it.

You know Momma's mother is allergic to you but allows me to keep you around because she loves me. So please stop sleeping on her bed and getting your fur everywhere and making her rant that swhe's going to give you away! It makes Momma sad because she's had you for eight years and lovesyouvery very much.

Let's try to have a happy Christmas, shall we?

Love,
Momma.

Dear Moe,

The Christmas tree has bells. I can hear everything.

Love,
Mommycat

Squatch & Emmi,

Mama and Dad are away for a couple of days, hence why you are not coming out of the bedroom. Mama made sure you were scooped and had plenty of water and chow. This is because Grandma is allergic to you and Grandpa can't move to well. I want no shenanigens while we are gone.

We aren't far and i'll be over to check on you later this afternoon. I know its rough, but mama and dad need time to be married, if only for a couple days each month and I need a couple days of not being the non-paid servant.

While we are gone, please remember:

Not everything in that room is steay enough to jump on--this means you, Squatch.
Squatch, if you feel the need to cause an avalanche, then make sure it is you who has the bedding issue and not Emmi.
Emmi, telling mournful tales at the door is not going to win you any freedom, let alone, get you want.

In closing, just be good little cats, please.
Love,
mommy

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Dear Butters:
I just got you yesterday and you're cute and tiny and I love you already. Please come out from under the bed, we won't bite!
I hope this turns out to be a wonderful relationship.

Love,

Claudia

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The non Christmas horror and madness i found while out and about. fear the madness.
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Stay tuned for CHRISTMAS HORRORS (which if i remember right someone mentioned a contest for horrific baby jesus. Oh i have a few gems for that one!)