Before I left for my sisters, I sprinkled catnip both inside and on the front porch for the outside kitties. I returned home around 10:00 pm feeling both stuffed and exhausted. My sister lives about an hours drive away which is not too bad but I do have to drive the dreaded beltway. I don't mind it too much during the day but it seems much more dangerous at night.
A Christmas moon.
Anywho, I should have gone right to bed but I couldn't resist giving the cats their presents from my sister. It was an entire box of cat toys!! I have never seen so many. I just set the open box on the floor with the tissue paper still in it and stepped back to see what would happen.
This is right after the initial mayhem. Oliver is sitting on the overturned gift box. Notice the shreds of tissue paper.
"Say your prayers mousie""Let me just nibble on your tail a wee bit"
"I know I should be playing with this little stuffed stocking, but it is awfully late."
(Yawn) "I think it makes a very nice pillowwwzzzzzzzzzzzzz"