It's me, Little Neal. it's Christmas again. They do this to me every year, dress me up in the Santa suit. They tell me it's a great honor to be the "Christmas Kitty." I don't get it.
Also, Mom says that I have to be mindful of all the little kitties out there who don't have homes. I know I should be concerned about homeless kitties.
Mom says I have to blog about these two brother kitties at the Humane Society. Blah, blah, blah. She's already taken up most of the morning out there with them and now she's home talking about them and how they've spent most of their lives in a cage at the shelter.
Here they are - Gomez and Herman. Herman's the one with his mouth open. Mom said that he had been chasing Gomez and was panting.
She says they love to play with each other. He looks really stupid to me, but I'm not supposed to say that.
Here's the close up of Gomez.
O.K. I've done my part. Mom will be proud of me. If you want the brothers (mom says that they really should be adopted together) they are at the Humane Society of South Coastal Georgia. Please adopt them. I DON'T WANT THEM TO COME HERE.
It's hard enough just to police Camille. I don't want two more cats, especially guys in the house.