Dear Santa Paws,
Me, Pixie, I was born in May. I didn’t have time to make many stupid things. Before arriving to Claire and Momo, I didn’t listen to my mom who told me to go back home : I spent a whole night outside under the thunderstorm with one of my brothers. Then, I was a little exemplary cat.
Me, Zorro, I was able to go out as I please during one year ; just after the death of our angel Loupi, my big stupid thing was to disappear during four days. When Claire and Momo found me, they locked me during a month while they built an enclosure : I was very wise all this time and I didn’t grumble.
We were agreeing on treats and toys for which we wanted to ask you when the unexpected arrived : Momo had a very serious car accident on Sunday. It’s not his fault at all, you know, Santa, but it’s him who is quite broken and who is going to spend very long weeks at the hospital. It is unfair !
Then, for Christmas, we ask you simply that Momo cures well his fractures so that he can come back home as fast as possible.
Purrs and headbonks,
Zorro et Pixie
Pee-Esse : a huge thank you to everyone who has already sent us a little supporting message : that’s heart-warming to us !