I desided to take the dae off tooday. I am furry turred frum un-decurating the treeee, and Mom has bin surt of stingy wif the gooh-gahs, wich nurmally keeep meee going. In pro-test, I'm sleeeping an not cuddling wif Mom.
Hopefully, that willl teech hur!
- Luky how pritty I cun be! Mom an Dad got a new camra fur Crissmass, an Dad tuk this wunnerful picher uf me. I luv siting unner the treee an peeeking thru the lites. I gess weer lukky we still haf lectrisity. We had a hooge sturm, an over a million howses lost thare power. We ar nice an warm an cuddly, an all the lites on the treee get to stay on all the time.
- Weer pretty prowd of Bean. We herd hur hurling, an she acchuly hurled on a plait insted uf the carpot. That is sumthing that deserfs some extra gooh-gahs!
My Mom has bin crying a lot this mourning. She wuz furry sad to heer abowt Libby. Mom cant hanndel deth furry well, speshuly kittie deth. She thinks uf all hur speshul kittie frends frum hur life, an rememburs how much joy an luv she has gottun frum them. Hur kitties haf saved hur life menny times.
Libby an all uther kitties will remembered always.