Thursday, November 20, 2014

Farm Cat Friday - The Santa Kitty Toy Hop

Pumpkin the Farm cat here.
I can't believe I get to meow this fantastic news.
Sadly there is not going to be a Santa Paws Drive this year.
If you remember, Santa Paws Drive is a fundraiser where 6 shelters were chosen to receive lots and lots of presents so the kitties and doggies living there would get lots of presents at the holidays. The publicist always made a donation.

This year to help make sure that shelter kitties and doggies still have a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah or whatever they want to celebrate we are supporting the Santa Kitty Toy Hop! We will be collecting donations here to take to our favorite shelter, AniMeals in Missoula, Montana and we will be encouraging all of you to do something for your local shelter.

The hop will run from December 12 - 19, 2014, and a linky will be hosted on Summer's blog so you can see all of the fun toys and donations going to all of the shelters. I will have a post about AniMeals so if you would like to make a donation to them you will be able to.

I thank the publicist for letting me be in charge of this truly wonderful project.
I know what it is like to not have a forever home and I am so glad that I found the publicist and the male person. They took me in and gave me a very happy home.

So save up your pennies to buy a little something for you local shelter and you can tell me all about it on December 12th. I'll show you what all of us Farm cats came up with for AniMeals.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

A Blast from My Past

The publicist got a box in the mail the other day.
Why is this important?
Because inside the box was something I have not eaten in a long time.
What you ask?

I had almost forgotten how much I loved them.
But I heard the crinkle of the bag and I knew exactly what she had.

You see, on my old farm when the publicist there needed to erm, catch my attention she would do it by shaking a bag of chips and I would come a'running! The publicist here gives me apples so I haven't had a potato chip in seven years. But I remembered, oh I remembered the delicious taste of those crispy treats.

Guess what?
The publicist let me have some chips!

She spoils me, doesn't she?
Oh, they were as good as I remembered.
She let me have MORE THAN ONE!

She was a bit of tease with the chips.
I don't know about that publicist.
But I didn't care. I came running.
My little legs actually RAN.
That is how much I like chips.

When I came down the next day I looked all over for the box the chips came in but it was gone.
The publicist said that between the two of us we had eaten them all. I was sad. But then I let myself dream about the chips I had eaten.

And I was a happy goat once again.
Those chips were so good.
Thank you publicist for the treat.


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