Mom’s birthday isn’t until February, but that don’t mean I get don’t have to worry about gifts for her yet. Christmas is right around the corner. Now that’s a holiday anyone can love. All kinds of treats and goodies being whipped up and given to friends, family, and neighbors, and then the big day rolls in and you get even more goodies.

So, yeah, no worrying about what kind of birthday treats for women would be good for my Human yet…but Christmas definitely. I’m thinking something yummy and tasty…but also something I’d eat too. You know, just in case she wants to share…or maybe she don’t like it but don’t want her gift to go to waste.

What do you think? What would be a good gift for my Mom?

Oh yes, Mom is so mad and it’s all Ichigo’s fault – and best yet, he’s the one who is gonna get seriously punished. As soon as Mom can get him from underneath the bed. Yup. I love the fact that he’s the one in trouble, he was caught red-pawed and now Mom can see for herself that he’s not just a loveable little kitten that I’m supposedly mean to.

What did he do you asks? Well, Mom gets a lot of magazines. Some of which she did subscribe to, others that she never did but somehow gots on their list and continues to get issues of their stuff. Our neighbors probably think Mom spends a small fortune in magazines because of this. But in any case, she’s got a bunch. When she’s finished reading the ones that interest her (or she gets one of the many that she can’t fathom why she gets them) she stacks them in a big ‘ol pile in the storage closet that connects to the bathroom. When it’s gets high enough, she takes ‘em to be recycled.

Well, now courtesy of Ichigo, there are magazines all over the bathroom floor, the hallway, and the living room. None in the kitchen though, which is where I stayed when this started going down. He didn’t just spread the magazines out – oh no, he sliced them up, and shredded them. Mom had gone to the store and come back to find Ichigo starting in on the toilet paper. Mom was not amused.

Hallway looks very funny right now. Pictures of animals from the National Geographic magazines mixed up with human fashion from Marie Claire and Vogue. There’s even bits and pieces from some jewlery magazine (wedding bands for men!) along with Investment Advisor, and People.

Mom’s got quite the mess to clean and Ichigo is in deep doody.

Oh this bites, this really bites. It’s raining again. It rained yesterday and it rained today too. In the morning, then this late afternoon and now it’s raining again, non-stop. Just a steady drizzle when it’s not coming down heavy.

What makes this worse is the heat isn’t on here ’cause well, it’s still been hot. So it’s kinda cold out, Mom had the cooler on earlier because it was stuffy and her nose was funny. But now it’s really cold in here and there are some leaks in the house too! Yup, bust out with the weather floor mats…or actually, buckets and towels, we’ve got three leaky spots in the roof!

And one of them was over my bed and it’s all wet now and even though Mom moved my bed it got wet, so I can’t lay in it, and the spot where my bed was at is taken by a bucket.

I asks you, is it too much to ask for a kitty to have a nice comfy house to nap in?

Mom is bad, very very bad. She stepped outside when the rain died down for a bit and I thought she was doing something importants, like I dunno, seeing how much the sidewalk flooded? But she came back in and she smelled. She smelled bad.

Mom stepped outside to smoke one of her smelly sticks. At least it wasn’t one of them swisher sweet cigars, or the other flavored ones she sometimes smokes. Those things are strong and the sweet scent of peach, strawberry, or cherry makes it worse on my kitty nose. This time though it was a cigarette, not quite as powerful.

Well, if I didn’t know Mom was stressed before, I do now. Dead giveaway Mom is stressing over something – she smokes.

At least Mom goes outside to do that stuff and she’s fixing to take a shower (silly humans gets soaking wet to get clean) so the smell won’t linger for much longer. Still, I don’t likes it when she does that.