Rocks

Mom: Umm. Catzee, why do I keep finding the rocks from the kitty drinking fountain on the floor???

Catzee: Ya mean these here rocks Mom?

Mom: The very ones.

Catzee: Well, thems keep jumpin' outta the fountain all by themselfs.

Mom: Oh they do, do they.

Catzee: Yup, an' from now on I'm gonna keep a good eye on 'em fur ya.

Mom: I'm sure you will, Catzee. I'm sure you will.

Toy

Mom gotted a new toy.
An' it's not efun Christmas!

At firs', me an' Rascal thought the box was the new toy.

We liked it a bunch an' didn't want Mom to play wif it.
We wanted it fur us.

But then she started playin' wif the thingy she tooked out of the box.
It made furry strange noises.

I don't know what it's fur, but I'm keepin' an eye on it jus' in case.

Snoopervisin'

This am me, snooopervisin' Mom's sewin' project -

Mom's gettin' ready fur a yarn show fingy, so I'm makin' sure to kittify everyfing. It gots to have kitty furs on it, right?

Fings are furry busy aroun' here. We're fine an' purry happy but there isn't much 'puter time fur kitties.

Helpin'

I'm helpin' Mom wif the laundry.

New

Mom gotted somefin' new an' we did too.

Dad gotted it out of a big box.

It smelled furry inneresting.

I snoopervised effury step.

It am furry big.

I like it!

Helper

Rascal told me all 'bout Christmas, an' Santy Claws, an' presents, an' bein' good.

So I'm gonna be Mom's helper an' help her make the bed.

I'm doin' a good job, huh?