Apparently Sandy Clawrs had contracted with the man in brown shorts 'cause we had boxes showing up at our door in the few days before Christmas. We were all relieved to have made it to Santa Paws' "Nice" list. Of course, though, mom made us wait until Christmas morning to
unwrap unbox everything.
Hmmm...which one first?
Hurry up, mom!
Oh, er... looks like a supply of my medicines...
Ok, what's in this one?
Here Minnie, I think these shreddy papers are for you...
Hmmm...looks like a new lighted collar for me and, um, digestive enzymes for you kitties...
Here we go!
It's a turkey sammich!
And it squeaks!
ok, last box...
Pill pockets, more pills for me, and shtinky goodness for Pip.
Is it me, or does it seem like Sandy Paws was on a practical bent with our pressies?
Mom got a couple of calendars and CD's of the Falcon radio show.
Besides the papers and bows, the kitties also got some
gambling cat dice.
Who's up for a
game of craps some playin?