Well, my friends, it’s that most wonderful time of the year again. The weather is cooling off, the leaves are falling from the trees, and the trick-or-treaters have long-since eaten all their candy. So you know what that means! No, no, no. I’m not talking about Santa Paws. It’s my birthday month!
This year I am turning two years old! As a special gift, Mom decided to write me a letter. I mean, that’s nice and all. But I sure hope this doesn’t mean no birthday treats! Anyway, I decided I would share my letter with you. Thanks, Mom!
It’s officially the Christmas Season! I am so excited for my first full Christmas as an adult cat. There’s food, family, new outfits. There’s even a tree in the house to climb with boxes underneath wrapped in easily shreddable paper! And, of course, there’s Santa Paws.
What, you’ve never heard of Santa Paws? Well, I hadn’t either until a few days ago. I was helping Mom put up the Christmas decorations when she started telling me all about Santa Paws and his eight tiny rain dogs. I was an infant last Christmas, so this was all new information to me. Well, just in case this is your first Christmas also, why don’t you kick back, curl up on your favorite pillow, and get yourself a nice big bowl of Cat Treats while Mom and I discuss the amazing Legend of Santa Paws.