Nerissa's Life: knitted hat and mittens

It's what? WHAT? It's already December 20th, you say?

MOUSES!

Christmas is only one, two, three... Oh my mouses, it's only five days away. Four, if you're plannin' on bein' ready for Christmas by Christmas Eve, and...

And...

AND...

And I'm not yet ready. Not even near.

MOUSES!

Where or where did the time go? Where? WHERE?

Peepers! PEEPERS! I'm in need of some help over here.

PEE-PURRS!!!

Okay Peepers, I need paper, tape, and scissors. Actually, I don't need the scissors 'cause my claws will work just fine. But I need some rolls of wrappin' paper, along with some sticky tape, for sure.

And whatever you do, do NOT stick the tape to my fur.

Yeah, been there, done that. What can I say? MOUSES!

And Peepers? When you return with the stuff I require, keep your eyes closed, okay? The item I am currently wrappin' is top secret, you see.

WHAT THE MOUSES DID YOU DO THAT FOR?

I thought I told you not to stick that ol' sticky tape to my fur.

Yes, yes, I am fully aware that you were instructed to re-enter the room, eyes closed. And yes, yes, I am fully away those instructions came from me. BUT STICK THE TAPE ON THE KITTY IS NOT A GAME I AM WILLIN' TO PLAY.

MOUSES!

Humph! That tape that's stuck to my butt is gonna be a problem, for sure.

Okay Peepers, you may leave now. I have important, top secret things to do.

DON'T TRIP ON YOUR WAY OUT!

Although if you were to trip, Peepers, it would serve you right, you know. You have any idea how hard it is to get sticky tape out of fur? MOUSES!

Now let's see... Where was I? Okay, right. I was wrappin' a prezzie for the peep.

Hmmm... That doesn't look quite right. When the peep wraps stuff, somehow said stuff looks better than this. The stuff she wraps looks a whole lot better than this, for sure. It's usually not so CRINKLY, for lack of a better word.

But how can that be? Could the peep be better at wrappin' prezzies than me?

Nah... That can't be it. She must have been wrappin' prezzies THE WRONG WAY, all these years. MOUSES!

I'll just stick a bow on this here bare spot, and stick the prezzie under the tree.

And speakin' of things that are sticky, that sticky tape is STILL STICKIN' TO ME. MOUSES!

Now time for my bakin'.

Let's see... The peep made several kinds of cookies, I do believe, but in not one of 'em did she use any nip. Silly peep. What a sorry-tailed... BEEP!

Hmmm.... Best not to use language like that so close to Christmas. Santa might hear. MOUSES!

And now for those cookies...

Hmmm... Those don't look right. They don't look like the peep's cookies at all. They're all kinda... Uh... Well...

Well as long as they taste good, that's all that really matters, for sure. And by tastin' good, I mean, tastin' like nip, and not sugar and spice and things not nearly as nice. MOUSES!

Now what else am I needin' to do?

What? What's that Mason? What's that you're sayin'?

Yeah, yeah... I know all 'bout the sticky tape on my butt. Peep #1 put it on me.

Why? WHY did she stick sticky tape on my butt, you do ask?

That's a good question, for sure. She SAID it was an accident. You know, on account of her walkin' about with her eyes closed while carryin' the tape in her paws.

You're right. You're absolutely right, Mason. It was foolish of Peep #1 to be walkin' around with closed eyes. Foolish as foolish can be.

Why? WHY was she walkin' about with closed eyes, you should ask?

Well...

Ummm...

You see I told her to uh...

Never mind.

MOUSES!

AND NO, you may NOT remove the tape from my butt.

MOUSES, MASON! I thought I told you not to do that. Now I'm gonna have a bare patch of fur for Christmas, for sure.

I'm gonna be a bare butt cat.

MOUSES!

You'll do what, Mason? You'll cover up the bare patch where I'm now missin' my fur? How on Earth are you gonna do that?

Oohhh... Okay. That sounds like a plan.

Wait a minute.

MASON, NO!

Oh for the love of mouses. My sister just stuck a Christmas sticker on my butt. She stuck a sticky sticker on my butt!

And now I'm back to square one.

Well I'll deal with the sticker removal later, perhaps after a nap. After a nap and some nip, I should think.

But there's one last thing I must attend to before gettin' into the nip. I have one last thing to do. And it's an extremely important thing I must do, for sure.

I need to announce the winner of the knitted hat and mittens from my giveaway last week!

AND THE WINNER IS...

Drum roll, please.

EDIE CHASE! That's right, my pal Edie won the knitted hat and mittens set. Those will keep her toasty warm this winter, for sure.

And speakin' of keepin' toasty warm, I'm expectin' I'll be feelin' the exact opposite, this year. I'm expectin' to be feelin' a chill. 'Cause it can get might drafty for a cat missin' a patch of fur on his butt.

And if I was missin' fur from the removal of the sticky tape, I'll be missin' even more fur once I get rid of that Christmas sticker. You know, the sticky sticker my sister, Mason, stuck on my butt.

Mason... Mason? Mason, what's that you have in your paw?

It's a candy cane, you say?