Dear Santa Paws,

This Christmas (my 2nd in my forever home and my 3rd ever) I would like… Oh, actually, where do I start? My first ever Christmas wish was to be out of my horrible pet shop cage, where I was going blind and living in misery. I waited another 8 months for that wish to come true, but it did. So maybe you do exist! My second Christmas I was with mum and I really can’t remember what I got, because everything was still quite new and exciting. But now I’m all settled and have been compiling my mental list.

MoetTOYS! I know, I have so many dear Santa Paws, but I get bored so easily. One day’s exciting new thing is tomorrow’s boring object. I have tried repeatedly to make mum’s mini tinsel-tree into a toy, but for some reason, she doesn’t seem to appreciate it when I knock it on the floor. So maybe I need my own tree-toy! Yes, that’s item one.

Secondly, I think I’d like a few new boxes. If you could magic mum into perhaps putting a few together to make a box-house, then that would be just purrrfect. Feel free to put toys and blankets inside the boxes if you feel I’ve been extra good.

Then I would like to ask you to get my sisfurs to play with me nicely. Luna isn’t bad, I’ll admit, but she’s a bit rough and seems to take advantage of the fact I don’t see. I know I give her a great run for her money (or whiskers), but still, a little ‘give’ on her part would be great. If you can’t manage that, then a little extra ninja-sense for me would be furrrabulous. Lily, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to play nice with me. She may think it’s a game, but seriously girl, lighten up! She spooks me and I run away. Can you give her a chillout-treat? Mum says Lily is so sweet but I have yet to witness this during playtime.

Next, I think mum should play with me a LOT more. She sits with her laptop and try in vain as I do to sit on the keyboard and turn the thing off, she persists. I think you should make the screen go all wobbly or something so that she has to ignore it and play with me all the time!

OtisAnd finally, I would love to be able to visit my beaus, Basil and Otis. Otis is a cool black panther with a special fang and he's just the smoothest boy on Twitter. He wooed me and I just ended up being his nearly-girlfriend. He lives in Canada, which is a very long way from me, but if you could take me in your sleigh, I'd be most grateful.  

BasilThen there is Basil. Ahhhhhhhhhh... my fluffy sweetheart with the most beautiful face and cutest demeanour. He sent me a gift a while back too and I was so excited to get it... especially the prized gold crinkle-mouse that came within. I still have his gift-card taped to my boudoir and I long to snuggle in his fluff for a night. Basil lives in the UK, not quite so far. Maybe we could do two trips in one night? *expectant ears*. If not, I understand, but please make sure that both Basil and Otis get some special gifts and treats for Christmas.

There, I think that’s it.

No, wait! How could I forget the food?! I would like for Christmas day the following menu:

Breakfast: fresh raw chicken

Lunch: fresh raw chicken

Snack: chicken treats and fresh raw steak

Dinner: more fresh raw chicken

Midnight snack: tuna and a whole pot of plain yoghurt.

Fankew very much Mr Santa Paws. I think with all of this my life will be perfect and of course, so will my mum’s and sisfurs’ too!  

In return I shall duly leave you a mince pie, a glass of mulled wine and a chicken treat.


Yours fluffily,


Moet (aka Mo-Mo).



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A Morning Kiss

A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.

Janet F Faure