Good help is soooo hard to find.

Howdy Mates.  Sheesh, where do we start.  We've been BEGGING mum to get her arxe into gear.  All she has been doing lately, according to her, is Christmas shopping.  Which we take to mean, drinking numerous cups of coffee and scoffing down muffins by the dozens.  Then she comes home with bags of stuff which don't smell interesting in the least and she hasn't even brought home anything for us.  She says we'll have to wait for Father Christmas to arrive.

We're about ready to sell her to the highest bidder butt, well, since it was her birthday, and she is getting pretty old, we thought we'd give her another chance.  Also sissy had made Hummingbird cake and we wanted some hehe.  

I was so happy she was finally on the 'puter, I sat on her lap, washed Stellie's face and then we had a game of bitey face.  Mum, moaned about her legs getting pins and needles butt I knew she was just joking.

Mum, you know Rory looks totally ridiculous don't you?

Oh and it's time for my breakfast.   

No mum, I won't wait.  

Now please.  Mum.  I don't want to have to say it again.

Breakfast now please. 

Well mates, we have paws crossed we'll be visiting you soon.  

Hope everything is great at your place.

No worries, and love, Stella, Rory and Penny (although why my name is last I don't know.  I am, of course, the most important in this household!)