Saturday, December 19, 2009

Doolittle's Letter to Santa


Deer SanTA Claws-

hoW is you? i haz ben verry good cat this YEAr if u donnot count lazt thanksgibben. i is up to sleepin 12 hourz a day and haz gott rid of laST MINiblinds in houze so i kin see reaL good out of windoze. i even hep MOMa when dat bad box go WONK WONK WONK evry moRNing by sittin on her hed but she do not seem greatful.

FOR kittmas me wood like a squirral. me know which one i want, two. dat mean one in backyARD who teeze me. he bad, bad squirral.

me wood also like pidgen. a fat slow one. do not mater which one. robin wood be ok if u cannot catch pidgen. me try and try but canot catch one EITHer. wood hep if mOma not make me sneaK out when she NOT lookin. can yu bring me housekey?

me wood also like ME own juizy steake sinze momma do not Like me lick herz. do not kno why she so stingy me do not wanT TO Eat it jus to lick IT.

for MOMA i wood like dead Mouses. she say NO but me knows she wood like tHEM. noTthing say i luv U like dead mouses. m e do luv momma even if she no like M E sleepin on her hed.

i wood leve dead mousez for yous but moma she say cookie beTter.

luv dookitty

pS kin U bring momma new sofa befor she see watt me did 2 back?


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