Squeeeee! Last week, I got a message saying my cats’ pet gift would be coming in 2 separate packages a few days apart. It was a busy weekend, and it had slipped my mind that one should have arrived. I picked up a yellow slip on Monday, and the postal worker passed a large box over the counter. I’d pulled an envelope out of the box along with the yellow slip. Both were addressed to PurritoMcWhiskers. I contacted my Santa and let him know that 2 things had arrived, but I was going to wait until the last one arrived before opening. Nimbus was upset with me and refused to get off the box because he wanted to know what was inside. I got a message in return telling me to go ahead and open it. The smaller envelope was something for me from his place of employment. It was like getting the Hometown exchange and the Pet exchange all at once.

After letting Nimbus know she’d get to see what was in the box instead of waiting, she hopped down and did a little cat dance of excitement. I sliced open the box and found 3 smaller boxes inside. One had a 3-tiered ball track. Pippin loves balls. (Minds out of the gutter please.) We have a super scratcher ball track already, but this new one is amazing. They can’t pass it by without playing with it. The second box held a serpentine ball track. I set it up to curl around. Now Nimbus’s favorite place to sleep is in the curled section of track. The third box revealed a self-moving laser pointer. By the time we got around to that one, the cats were too tired to try. I’m sure they’ll love it when I turn it on again. Gray Cat will cozy up to the ball tracks when the other two aren’t in the room. It’s like when parents pull out the PS4 when the kids are at school.

I opened the second envelope and found a Cornell ski cap. I love keeping my head warm in the winter ,and if I can recover it from Nimbus (who decided it was for her), I’ll be able to wear it at some point.

Today, the last envelope arrived. It was FILLED with balls. Again….Pippin loves balls. We have a game where he stands at the top of the stairs and we lob the balls up to him. He chases them back down the stairs and runs back to the top to wait for more. I’d just put a container for his stair balls this past weekend. (Yes, I know it’s not the safest thing in the world to have a ton of rubber balls on the stairs.) Now I have a ton more balls to add to it. Curled up in the back of the bag was a feather teaser on a wire. Nimbus has claimed it for herself. She will share, but when the others are playing, there’s no guarantee that she won’t bound in and take over. She’ll grab the feather and drag it away to wherever all the wayward feather toys end up. I think they’re under the bed.

I’m sending a meow filled THANK MEW from my cats to their awesome and generous Santa. We hope your Santa was as wonderful to you as you were to us.