Momma said I was a Naughty Cat

I have been pouncing on Cheysuli. Last night Momma saw me stare her down and she backed off. Momma thinks it's cause I'm the bigger cat--or at least I look bigger! She still thinks Cheysuli is tougher...

Anyway, when I knocked over her file of all her different online info and scattered it around, because I had to put my behind in her face to remind her I was HUNGRY, she said I was getting furry naughty. I kept knocking Georgia over when she was unsteady and I then when Georgia tries to climb on Momma, I jump up and get between them. Now that I am chasing Cheysuli around, she says I am naughty. She said I might not get good gifts.

I said, I gots so many gifts yesterday that I don't care. But I hope that Santa doesn't think I'm TOO naughty.