Yeah, I didn't think the little furball would make the cut.  The roomies are very particular you know, they won't keep just ANY pet.  I could see that this one wasn't going to stay when they weren't adding any kittenchow to our bowl.  Ahh Kittenchow, how do I love thee, you are sweet, and crunch just so, and I hope you always know, that I crave you when you go, but go you must, so Chow, kitten, chow!  The ode to Kitten chow was written by a very famous Kat.

Something exciting happened in the house today.  This box arrived,  I think it was in the basement.  It kinda smelled like the basement but its hard to tell.  At first it just sat on the bedspace of the main room.  The near empty mainroom since my successful invasion of the forbidden room!  I watched the box and sat on the box.  It had a good height to it and I approved its existance....but then something very strange happened,  She opened the box.  inside there was...well it was hard to say at first.  It was just this bristly green metal thing and she began to play with it.  The the big man came over and began to play with it too.  He pulled something else bristly and green out of the box and then suddenly it was a tree!  They built a tree inside for me! My very own tree.

This tree is wonderful.  It smells like the house, not the scary outside of the house.  I love my tree very much!   She wasn't done because knowing how bored I get she started hanginging dangly things and a big white stringy thing on my tree.  Say what you want about people but she is just wonderful isn't she?  My only complaint is that the tree isn't very strong.  All attempts to get at the better things to bat at, near the middle or top of the tree has met with failure, But, I won't give up.  She made that tree for me and I'm determined to play with every last inch of it!

-Dash Miller 12/13/07

I don't have time to write today its supposed to snow you see, and snow makes the air so sleepy, I can hardly hold my eyes up.  Mom and dad put the tree up this year.  I had completely forgot that they did that.  I watched them from the window.  Mom still hasn't mastered the art of the caterwaul and made the most horrendous noises while hanging teasers and dangles on the tree.  I don't think they spend enough time outside.  We need a nest in that thing and birds!   Birds would be wonderful wouldn't they?  Well, forget about it.  There will be no birds in our tree.  Mom and Dad, in their fear of flying things, wrapped the tree with a fuzzy white snake.  Anybird who might have been lored into the house by the tree is bound to stay away in fear of that snake. 

It makes me sad for them, Mom and Dad try so hard, they really do.   I have taken it upon myself to help them, by eating the snake off the tree.  They make that difficult because they bought new spitters and Mom and day spit at me when they catch me eating the snake.  They don't know I am only trying to help.  I hate spitters.  So far I have swallowed and then caughed up about 2 feet of that snake, but there is so much of it.  

The snow has started, I need to nap now.

-Pepper Miller

Oh, the tree?
Yeah, I did that.
Not by myself ofcourse, it was me and the roomies. Michael and Kat brought the box up from the basement and then Kat started to pull treebits out of the box.  I jumped into the box as soon as I could to make sure it was safe for her.  She was busy preening the tree.  She's very industrious.  Michael helped assemble the tree.  He is very strong.  Then the kitten, Dalys  came in,  I like her.  She and Kat  opened lots of boxes and hung balls and little toys, in careful spaces all over the tree.  There are a few balls that are out of place.  I've managed to knock them loose so that Michael can rehang them.  I trust his judgment on these things.

-Basil Miller