Midnight The Wonder Cat here. I don't understand humans. They put a great big tree inside the house and they tell me NOT to climb it. I have been looking out of the window all my life at the trees I wish I could climb...then one day they bring one inside and I'm in heaven! How am I supposed to resist a tree inside the house? I'm a house cat!!! My resolve lasted as long as the humans presence in the room, then the tree was all mine! How was I supposed to know it would fall over? I can't wait till they put it up again! I can't wait to climb it again!

Midnights' Plea

I'm not a bad cat, but sometimes I do bad things. I don't think that is fair that Santa can withhold catnip (and mousies, and scratching posts, and cheese, and fishes, and cat treats from me). I don't do anything that any normal house cat wouldn't do! Why would I care whether the drapes are new or not? I love to climb! (BTW thanks l'artist for the new drapes, they are much easier to get my claws into then the old ones.) So all I'm saying is why does a human who lives in the North Pole get to decide whether I get catnip? I have never even met the guy! Its a well known fact that I need catnip! I need catnip like Teddy needs me to fall asleep. Its just a fact. So please Santa, when you come down the chimney this year don't forget the catnip.

P.S. My human wouldn't give me cookies so I left you fish and milk. (I only ate a little)

Midnight here. The time is Midnight, (MY favorite time) and L'artist is sleeping. OK, so thats a total fabrication, she never sleeps before 3 am...but anyway she's shut herself in her room and I'm out here all alone. The lights are out. The moon is shining brightly through the window. I have spent the last ten minutes sitting on the window sill watching bats swoop around the lamp across the street. The bats are feeding on moths. (I bet bats taste yummy!) Now is the perfect time to sing! I'll just throw back my head and "MoaWWwwwWWWwwwwwww Maowwwww MaowwwwwWWWwwwWWWww" and serenade the moon!

Aren't I cute? NOW FEED ME!

I once again find myself awake (I would rather be asleep) and in the sad state of having an empty food bowl. If I could speak human I would have a few choice words for my human on this subject...alas I am reduced to body sign language so basic that even a human can understand it.
I have tried walking up to said human and clearly stating its dinner time. I got petted and told to stop walking on her newspaper. Oh, if only I had thumbs!

I love my tail!

Sometimes I want to play, but I don't want to get up off the couch. For this we felines come specially prepared. We have tails. I love my tail. The end twitches and I see the movement out of the corner of my eye. I look. It twitches again to tempt me. It twitches faster to torment me. I try to raise it a bit. I grab it with my front paws. I hug it to me its not getting away. I contemplate my victory, and I let go. It springs away. I jump up. I run to chase it. Its getting away. I sit on it. I fall backwards. It got away again...

I like halloween!

I'm getting ready for halloween already. Halloween is my favorite holliday. How could it not be? Plastic spiders to kick around the floor, that neat web stuff to pull down and spread around the house, pumpkins to hide in (I even like cleaning that stick junk off my coat). Plus all the fun crinkly candy wrappers I get to steel out out the garbage. L'artiste seems happier too, I think its the chocolate!

I woke up from a nap feeling lonely and wanting company. A butterfly landed on my nose and we shared a moment. Them he started flying round the room. He was fun to chase! When I got bored of chasing him I waited for him to land on the couch. He did. I eated him.