Dis weekend da mommas has been undecoratin da house. Which I are NOT happy about - my tree dat I liked to chew on are GONE, da dancin snowmen I liked to watch are GONE, and worst of all, da Chrissymouse lights in my room are GONE. If ya don't know, I are light-obsessed, momma says she thinks dey played a bit too much wif da red dot toy wif me when I wuz a kitten and it affected my brain. I don't know bout all dat, but I know I luvs starin at blinkin lights. And I is meyowlin loud at night now dat dey are gone. Dere still are our paper lantern lights and lava lamps, but dey is not da same. I want my Chrissymouse twinkle lights back NOW.
Crockett's razzberry sums up how I feels bout da subject. At least we got sossidge on Friday nite and bacon on Saturday. Dat are somefin I guess.
I's still workin on momma bout gettin me my own instagram. I think I pretty much has her convinced. Meanwhile, if ya is on it, be shure to follow Crockett here.
