Buying Cats

Every so often I look over Her shoulder while She looks at Her catalogs. It is unusual for me to see something I would like to have, unless She is looking at the catalog for cat products, and everything She has gotten for me there has been just fine. Of course, Kasey and I get tired of some of the things after awhile, and He and She are stuck with them. She got each of us a water bottle that lets you drink out of the little dish, and then new water comes down. He has to fill the bottle when it gets empty, and it worked just fine for awhile, but then we both got tired of it and asked for our old water dishes to come back. We have ignored every toy They have ever gotten for us. Sometimes we played with it once, but usually we just sniff it. If it has a stick with a string on it, Kasey and I bite through the string, and there is just a stick and some feathers or a toy on the floor. We like biting through strings, although She is not amused when I try to bite the string that holds Her eyeglasses around Her neck. The thing that we like is treats, and He doesn't need a catalog for that.l He gets our treats from the pet store, and we like them just fine. I like to play with Her, and I do that every day. I get on Her when She is in Her chair or at Her desk, and I bump Her head with my head. That is hilarious fun. Sometimes I hide under Her neck, and She wonders what that big fur thing is on Her chest. I untuck my head and She sees that it is me. Right now, though, we are buying things that are bargains for Christmas presents. That means She has to organize Her gift-closet. She would not be able to do that without Kasey and me. When She opens the door, we go in and climb around and find things She has forgotten, so we don't have to buy more for that person or cat. What would She do without us? I tremble to think about it. Well, back to the catalogs. Cheerio, mates.