On Sunday, Roo Mate and her boyfriend went out to buy a Christmas tree. Now, you'd think that Minou and I would probably want to romp around and bat the ornaments. But you'd be wrong. My sole interest is tinsel. I love that stuff. I especially like to grab the long strands of it and suck it into my little cat-mouth like spaghetti. Then Mom freaks out and pulls it away from me (killjoy) and places all of the tinsel on top of the tree. I'm like, Woman, stop cramping my style!
Speaking of style, what do you think of this year's festive outfit, as modeled by Minou? Grandma brought that to us from Michigan. So far, I have stuck with my alluring wreath collar, since I don't like the loud jingling of the new outfit. Also, I refuse to wear the hat. There's that, too.