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| Princess and Princeton check out Mom's new table. |
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| It's a good fit fur Princeton a bed. |
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| Actually, it's a good fit fur Prancer, too. |
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| Even the local diva gets in on the action. Princess of course, regal in her snoopervision. |
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| While the other kittehz sniff and snoop, Prancer glares. MOL! |
Happy Caturday, furriends, Prancer Pie here. Well the furniture people made a delivery to our house today. We hates it when sales, service, etc. men come to the house. One minute we're lounging on efurry flat surface, the next minute we're gone wif nary a kitteh hair in sight. After they left, our job is to sniff the floors where the introoders walked and check out anything they may haf left. Well, they left a new table next to Mommy and Daddy's easy chairs. It's great! It opens on the top to hold impawtant stuff like kitteh treats, kitteh kibble, our brush, and the Mommy's laptop. We wore ourselves out gettin all the whiffies we could and coverin them wif our speshul smells. We thinks this means Chrissymouse has already started at our house. Yippee! We hopes efurrybody has a safe and happy Christmas Eve. Purrs, ya'll.
