OK, I know, same post as on the Secret Paws Blog. I did tell her she wouldn't get away with that, but she didn't listen!!
This morning, Mum went to the Post Office to pick up a package, and there was a bit of confusion. She gave the man the card, and he rummaged behind the counter and produced a box. He was looking a bit confused. He asked Mum what her name was, so she told him. He then said "are you sure?" Mum's looking at him like he's got two heads now, as obviously she knows what her own name is. Then he says "do you know what this is?" - seems he's not going to give it to her until she comes up with the right name. Then the penny drops. Oh, she says, it's for the cat, it will be addressed to the Big Fat Ginger Cat!! Obviously this is the right answer. By now, there are 8 people queued up behind her, all of whom are laughing. It's the cat's Secret Santa package, she says. More laughter! Mum comes home, very quickly.
Anyway, it's a big box, bigger than me even, and that's saying something. Mum woke me up to have a look.
It's a heavy box was well, so it must be full of lots of fantastic goodies.
I've had a good old sniff, but Mum won't let me open it right now. She says we have to wait for Christmas, or until Dad comes home, at least.
We've done a bit of detective work, so we know it's come from the gang at Forty Paws, all the way from Texas. So, a big big thank you to them for sending their package all this way.
Once Mum has let me open it, I will tell you all what's in it.
Purrs and Headbutts