Christmas Special Edition: Day 1-- Time to start the Christmas Edition!

Hello! And welcome to the first day of our Christmas Special Edition!

If you missed last week's post, you should know that this is a week? Two-week? One and a half week? celebration of Christmas, from today, December the 22nd, 2014, to January 1st, 2015!

Anyway, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!! And enjoy :)

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Leo! Hey, Leo!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wake up!

What?! Why?! Is it Christmas?!!!!--- I mean, what is it now?

 Well, no, but it's time to begin our Christmas week on your blog?

Do we have to? 

What do you mean, "Do we have to?" Of course we have to! Come on, up you get, and pose by the Christmas tree, please.

Nooooooo...

But I don't want to. Go away.

 Come on Leo, please?


No.

Okay, then I'll post pictures of my friend's kittens.

No, wait!

Yeah?

Fine, what do you want?

What...?

Let me take a photo!

Fine, just one.

See what I have to suffer through?

 Look how cute you look!

Sure...whatever you say. Can I go back to bed now?

Fine...

-Christina and Leo

Peace and Quiet...Finally.

I can finally relax. Can you believe it? I can't. They finally left me alone.




Is that a vase with some delicious flowers I see? Be. Right. Back.
*crash*

Leo! Was that you? No, why? What happened? I heard a crash. What crash? What? Leo! Why did you knock over that vase? I was eating the flowers! It's not my fault they're in a vase. You should've left the flowers out, but nooooo you put them in a vase! You can't blame me, because if you kept them out I wouldn't have knocked the vase over. Ha! Leo, we're having guests over today! Now, I need to clean up that giant spill. Still not my fault. FYI, my food bowl is empty. It has food at the edges. I'm telling you, it's empty!

See what I have to put up with?
-Leo

Those insolent beings tested my patience twice today. TWICE.

 CAN YOU BELIEVE THE OUTRAGEOUS MANNER THEY ARE BEHAVING IN?


I was just picking up the newspaper to read today when they grabbed it from me, saying "Leo, don't bite the newspaper!"

And I said, "I'm not biting it! I'm picking it up!!"

Then one particularly insolent pet began pretending to read it, even though they can't read.

But I got my revenge.

Now, let me warn you, I'm normally a very nice and forgiving cat, but today they drove me crazy! I got so mad, I unsheathed my claws, leaped through the air, and landed, hissing, onto the insolent pet's face.

It got so scared, it dropped the newspaper, and I quickly picked it up and went back to my armchair by the fire.

Here's me:

I get the best armchair because I'm the master of the house.

Ugh, now they're yelling at me to get up.

I must go now to let those gormless idiots know I will decide where and when I will sit.
-Leo

EVIL STALKERS, And A Word From the Great Philosopher Leo.

These people are stalkers. The one time I was at peace with the world, they come with their mad, black, clicking things. They call them cam...cram....crem...what's the word? Oh yeah, cameras.

So anyway, here I am, just calmly chilling in a blanket, at peace for once. No students, no annoying yells of Leo.

 

And then they come and begin madly clicking away. They told me they would send the cute pictures of me to our relatives far, far, away.

I hope that they stay far, far, away. I don't need more humans.

Ahem.

As I said before, I am not cute.

NO.

Not cute.

So anyways, they woke me up with all the stupid flashing lights. I meowed at them to go away, but there primitive minds cannot understand such sophisticated language as the language of cats.

I mean, really, they all talk in different languages. There's a whole bunch of random, weird sounding languages. It would be smarter to use one language that everyone can understand. We cats are aristocratic, smart, beings, and we never fight against each other and believe we are all gods.

Hey!!!! Hey! Would you look at that? Come back here, thief!!!
That cat just stole my favourite blanket! Hey! Excuse me while I go fight him and get it back.

Leo, what were you saying about never fighting each other again?

Hey! Not your business, you rude pet.

The Great Philosopher,
Leo