Wowie! We got some really great pressies from our kitteh cousins all the way in the redwood forest of California.
They even sent a message
Mr. Mango and The Labradude,
Please accept our apology for this late holiday gift. Of course, you being dogs and this being food, it may not matter all that much...
Those Who Must Serve Us seemed to have surpassed our already low expectations by sending the first gift to the old manor that fell into enemy hands years ago. We have taken action to make sure this will not happen again. It's amazing how effective a few rotting mouse heads can be when placed where their clumsy hands cannot reach.
Popcorn and the Panther Sisters
FOOD! THEY SENT FOOD!
A little holiday tree stuffed with noms!
Figures, he gets his first.
What? Just a little crumb for my labraself? Are you kidding me? Just wait until lights out. I know where the stash is.
Can you believe that measly little crumb I got? Momma claims I already had a whole cookie, but I don't recall that at all.
Having never met my cousins, I asked if they could send photos and some words about themselves. I understand that my Uncle Gary found the Popcorn kitteh frozen solid in the woods, but he was able to thaw her out and she is quite fierce. As for the Panther Sisters, well, kind of scary. Here are their actual words...
We really don't approve of having our photos taken, but at times we are forced to follow the hideous will of Those Who Must Feed Us.
Note from Popcorn - As a connoisseur of all that is huge and excessive, Mr. Mango should appreciate the Panther Sisters frightening rate of growth. It (they appear to be a single organism) is only one year old, yet has a combined weight of almost 30 pounds.
The Josie-thing almost crushed Karen as her vast belly is being serviced.
Only one part of the Panther Unit has ever been observed awake at any given time, so it's obvious they share a single catbrain.
I don't know why they even bothered giving them separate names - I can't tell them apart.
Note from the Panthers - Just ignore Popcorn's bad attitude - she's a grumpy old biddy who was born over 15 year ago, which we think was near the end of the Pleistocene ice age.
Pippa still remembers how the father of They Who Must Feed Us had such a gentle touch (not) when she was a just a kitten.
As you can see, the Son resorted to a similar technique just to take Josie's picture. The Panthers will exact their revenge.
They also included this photo of the Popcorn kitteh communicating with her alien friends.
Thanks for the noms, kitteh cousins, but maybe it is a good thing that you stay far away from the estate. I am ill prepared for visitations from weird resurected from the dead 200 year old predators or giant mutant two headed lurkers who could crush me in my sleep.