Despite our best efforts at conditioning using praise and treats, the cats still haven't warmed to the idea of holiday headgear.
Whenever we put their little costumes on them and set them down, they automatically assume this defensive position and stay there for a minute or two:
It takes them a little while to get used to the idea that they can still move even though something is on the back of their necks. But before long, Emily came to an upright position:
And Mojo premiered his holiday "Bitch, please" look:
Seconds after that picture was taken, he managed to turn his body the completely wrong way and got into the "kitty splits" on the old recliner. That boy just can't get right.
But in classic fashion, neither one of them seemed to mind their hats when their favorite person in the world was holding them:
(Emily's paws are world-renowned for their cuteness.)
And that kind of happiness, love and warmth are what the holiday season is all about. Merry Christmas, y'all. (And a much-belated Happy Hannukah, and a slightly overdue Happy Solstice and a somewhat early Happy Kwanzaa. Y'all Buddhists, Muslims and Hindus keep on keepin' on, too.) From Jason, the cats and me, we wish you all the best.
Terribly cute but, you are sooo lucky your cat's don't pee on your clothes in the middle of the night. :)
Posted by: ShawnaLanne | December 29, 2006 at 01:51 AM
Oh...cute cuddly-wuddly fuzzy sweetie babies!!!!!!
Now I have to go home and hug all two of my kitties!
Posted by: sudiegirl | December 29, 2006 at 03:03 PM