(in the tune of Hark the Harrold Angels Sing)
Hark the hairy kitteh sings - glory to the Burger King.
Tinsle balls and catnip mice -
stinky goodness would be nice.
joyfull all ye kittehs nap -
blankies or in mommies lap.
hark the hairy kitteh sings - glory to the burger king.
C.C. & 'Nae!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Lately grandma has been working very hard at knitting socks for Christmas. We've been chasing yarn balls all over still. The last couple days has been filled with Tag- you're it by C.C. and 'Nae. Today C.C. and mommy played tag acuz C.C. got a rice crispy stuck up her nose. She was licking mommy's bowl and somehow 1/2 a crispy got lodged in her nostral. She wouldn't let mommy get it out of there and was sneezing but it wouldn't budge. Grandpa caught me and mommy picked my nose. Oddly - no one thinks I have learned a lesson from this. The funny thing is that when we were born, Mommy wanted 3 kitties to name Snap, Crackle, and Pop. When C.C. came out we needed a 4th name and Count Chocula was the winner. As we grew personallities, I was the only one that got to keep a cereal name.