We had a great Christmas. I got "my" green fevver on a stick and catnip bags that were "freshened up" in my dehydrated home grown nip.
mommy and I recovering from my nipesode and her winesode
I didn't have to wear any stupid outfits or hats cause I "outgrew" the Santa outfit and the stinky boy kept trying to take my hat off and that bugged me even more.

daddy says only one person in this photo is truly smiling...
My beans are having a big party tonight with lotsa stinky little humans of all ages. I'm losing my traditional "safe" room to some blurpy thing's pack-n-play and I'll be shoved into a closet (Mommy interupts: It isn't a "closet." It is our big Master bathroom with a closet in it that you like to lay in anyway) and not even have that big twin bed I like to nap in!
Stinky stupid party. I know what will be on my resolutions...revenge...
At least I go into 2011 with all of you good furry and bean friends! I'll be thinking of you all as the dou- ahem dork Ryan Seacrest rings in the New Year and pretends to respect Dick Clark.
Maybe my sweet lady cat will let me telyport over to celebrate with her!