Pet Christmas 2012

The pets had a great Christmas.  I had too many pictures, so I'm experimenting with slideshows. Click the image to see a full size slideshow.

We did gifts here at the house first thing in the morning.




Then, we went to my family's Christmas.



We spent the rest of the day at Matt's family's house.

Merry Christmas from Mojo and Friends

Merry Christmas from Mojo and Friends.

The pets had a wonderful Christmas. They loved the Christmas decorations. Gunnar, especially, liked eating the fake pine decorations and knocking the Christmas tree off the mantle. They each had their own stocking. From left: Gunnar, Mojo, Katie, mom, dad.

Gunnar got a box as an early Christmas present and Mojo got a container to keep his dog food fresh.

Christmas morning, the cats got their presents first. They got some cat toys. There was this HUGE mouse in the bottom of the package. I thought it was too big of a toy, but Gunnar took to it right away, and I keep finding it in the oddest places as he carries it with him everywhere.

Katie got some toys she played with all day :)

Gunnar attacking the large mouse toy. You can also see the cookie jar Mojo got for Christmas.

The best way to keep your new treasures safe? Lay on them.

After Christmas morning at our house, we went over to my sister's house. Mojo had a blast....when he wasn't trying to lick the baby.

Come here, you look delicious. (No babies were harmed in the making of this photo. Mojo is on a leash in case you're really worried.)

Mojo thinks Christmas is the best.

Lexi looks delicious. Come here and let me lick you.

PRESENTS!!!!!! (Seriously, don't know why he looks this crazy)

Matt, my dad (who just had open heart surgery) and Mr. Mojo

Matt looked at this picture and apparently didn't realize how big Mojo is.

Matt: When did our dog become the size of a horse?

Me: He's big.

Matt: He's the size of a horse?!

Me: That's what your grandpa has been saying.

Matt: But look at him, he's as big as the couch.

Me: He's 75 pounds. He's bigger than some of the police dogs.

Matt: He's bigger than most of the police dogs.


So all in all, Christmas was fun. We went home. When we got home I put all the pet treats we received up in a cabinet so they bags of gifts wouldn't be destroyed when I wasn't looking. I knew someone had given us catnip, but I couldn't find it so I just left it where it was. Mistake. I come downstairs maybe 20 minutes later and the catfood bag that was in the cabinet is on the floor, as are a few bags of treats. Katie is slinking around the kitchen, trying to nose in on the kitty mischief. Gunnar is chewing on that bag of catnip I couldn't find. Cat is a catnip monster. He has this uncanny nose for finding it. That's exactly why I wanted to put it up. So I didn't come home to find him stoned, rolling around in catnip like he did that one time.

Gunnar getting into the cabinet.

The pets want to wish you a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Thanks for reading. Let's see what mischief I can document next year.

Pets Letters to Santa

Just in case Santa reads this blog, the pets have a few Christmas requests (Some insisted it on typing it themselves, others had me type and edit as I as we went along):

Mojo thinks the bed is his. Sigh.

Deer Santa,

I is been good dawg this year. Mom says so anyway. Especially when I poop. I always poop by the road. Never by the house. Isn't that great? I'm a good watchdog too. I get up and bark at the neighbors, a stray leaf, air so the peoples think I'm guarding. Also, I have perfected my BEG face so I can get the mostest foods. My favorites are noodles, potatoes, bacon, chicken, hamburger, salad, carrots....really anything.

If you could bring me the following I will wag my tail and not bark when you come down the chimney.

1. SOCKIES—infinite supply. The stinkier the better.

2. BACON. People bacon is the best.

3. Mom to let me sleep in the bed 

4. Dogpark in my backyard. 

5. Play rings with me?

She thinks all pillows are cat beds.

Dear Santa,

I haz bin good cat thiz yeer. Gunnar iz stupid bully. Plz bring himz coal. I can eat all of hims hamz.

Mi Christmas lizt iz:

1. To be onlee cat

2. Hamz

3. Shoelace that zaps Gunnar if hims touches it

4. A litterbox with a paw scanner that no let Gunnar in.

5.  No Gunnar

Lots of goodz lap cuddlez,

Katie

Looking thoughtful. But what's he really plotting?

Dear Santa,

I've been a very good evil kitty this year. I have knocked lots of glasses off the edges of tables, knocked the hamper down the stairs a few times, even gotten into some cabinets I wasn't supposed to (though eating the fake plant was definitely a mistake). If you have any extra packing peanuts, I will be happy to take them off of your hands.

If you wish to please me, you can bring me:

1. Catnip. Enough to roll around in. 

2. Boxes to play in and ambush ankles from.

3. Another humidifier, one with fish in it. (Yum, fish!)

4. Supreme world domination

5. Appropriate length tail.

His Highness, Sir Gunnar of Wiltshire

Surprise Christmas Gift

I went to my parents' house for Christmas. We left the kids at home, but their cats were very entertaining.

It was so fun to watch the kittens pounce on each other, chase each other through the dog door and hide in the wrapping paper.

I had hung my coat on a chair and put my purse under the same chair while we swapped gifts, and the cats seemed to think that the coat-draped chair was the best cat tent ever because they kept playing under it. I kept my eye on it to make sure they didn't claw my coat or purse, but generally left them alone.

A few hours after we came home I was looking for the checkbook in my purse and found a pom-pom ball cat toy that one of the cats had apparently hidden in there. I called my mom to make sure it wasn't a cherished toy that needed to be returned immediately. She said it was one of a nine-pack that she had bought for the cats and to keep it for Miss Katie.

Katie loves her new toy and would like to thank Nugget for the surprise gift.

When thanked for the gift, my brother says that his cat Nugget likes to share.

Christmas Lists

Mojo and Katie have been good. They are getting ready for Christmas.

From Santa Mojo wants some new tug rings and maybe a doggie jacket that fits.

Katie would like some hams and maybe some milk.

Merry Christmas to Mojo and Katie

And the stockings were hung by the chimney with care....Stocking for Matt, Sara, Mojo and Katie. And reindeer stocking holders.

What was in Mojo's stocking?

Treats. "I can has?" Mojo asks.

Katie playing with her new toy.