Dear Cat

[owlice]

Dear Little Cat,

I don't know what you did while you were outside, but you stink! I wish you'd chosen to clean yourself somewhere other than my bed.

Also, if I'm on the toilet, I'm going to be needing the sink in short order; my sitting down in the smallest room in the house should not be your cue to jump into the sink to curl up for a nap.

Holding my nose,

The woman who feeds you

[bmccasland]

Dear Chloe,
I really do need to balance the checkbook. I appreciate your help, but please move your lovely butt.

[makbike]

Dear Thor T. Kitty,

Do you think it is necessary to throw yourself at the wall each morning when the school bus passes by the front door? I am sorry the white strobe atop the bus dances on the living room wall and taunts you. Please refrain from climbing the walls, literally.

Love you,
Your persons

[makbike]

Dear Dickens,

Is it really necessary to steal a frosted mini-wheats from my ceral bowl each morning? I know the little square make a great hockey puck and you enjoy your game of hockey each morning. Congratulations, I know several goals have been scored this week!

Your breakfast buddy,
M.

[skhill]

Dear cats,

Please check my translation from what you were telling me this cold morning:
The furnace is the one true god; the space heaters are her prophets; the electric blanket is a site of holy pilgramage.

Love,
she who controls the thermostat

[Biciclista]

Dear Aggie thanks for being so absolutely sweet two nights ago when I was so bereft. Now can't you act like that every night?

what this silly cat does that drives me crazy is she likes to get into bed with me... sometimes she is just a perfect little hot pad, other times she kneads. but she kneads FAST and she MUST have skin contact. So she goes for my throat. nothing less sleep inducing than a cat poking you rapidly in the throat. I try and put blankets or pillow between us, but she's better than a heat seeking missle. i don't know how to turn that off. heh

[indysteel]

Sophie used to chew on my head in the middle of the night. Ouch!

I miss sleeping with Henry. Beyond his penchant for licking whatever book(s) I had on my bedside table, he was a good snuggler. DH was and remains opposed to having the cats sleep with us. I suppose it's for the best. Izzy has the loudest motor I've ever heard on a cat and it only stops if she's totally asleep.

[snapdragen]

Dear cats,

Please check my translation from what you were telling me this cold morning:
The furnace is the one true god; the space heaters are her prophets; the electric blanket is a site of holy pilgramage.

Love,
she who controls the thermostat

This is too cute.