Originally posted by Diane
When I was about 6 I woke up around 3:00 a.m. I thought I heard Santa downstairs. It turned out to be the cat trying to get at the catnip in his kitty stocking. I looked in my own stocking, and then the cat and I fell asleep under the Christmas tree.
Originally posted by Towncrier
I guess she thinks that she has been running the show around here since she was born. And she isn't too far off the mark.