We only have 19 more days and nights and Santa Claus will come to our house. I am still waiting for him and I am being a good cat. Mom fussed at me today because I ate one of her rubber bands and she said cats are not supposed to eat rubber bands and I will be in trouble with Santa Claus. I already told Santa Claus to bring me some rubber bands to eat so he knows.

I have been chatting with my internet cat friends when Mom is not looking, but please don't tell her because she says cats should not chat on the internet, they can only email.

My internet cat friend Lucy, who is very smart and lives far away where two cities look alike called Minnesota already has a present and now me, Ink and Sammie want one too. We emailed Santa Claus and told him to bring us this.

Lucy really likes it. She says she can just stand there and have this for a long time. We have a problem because we don't know what it is called so we told Santa to bring us the nice thing that makes Lucy feel good. Lucy said the bad part is that the thing only works if a people is holding it. That is not a problem for Ink, because her dad is home from the place where people are mad and fighting with each called Iraq and he has all day to play with the thing with Ink. Sammie said that her people go to work every day but they come home and there are little people kids that might help her with the thing that makes her feel good.

I already know that I'm going to have a problem with the nice thing that makes Lucy feel good. If Santa Claus brings me one, that means I have to be nice to the big man. Mom will go away on airplanes again after Santa Claus comes and leave me here with the big man. Me and the big man fight all the time so I will have to stop biting and scratching him and be nice so he will work my new thing. I don't like being nice to the big man because, well, he is the big man. But I will have to because I want to feel good like Lucy. She looks too cool and I am a cool cat.