On this Final Friday of 2010 we'd like to wish efurryone out there all the best for the New Year ahead.
May 2011 bring you contentment and love. We hope there'll be many of those good moments filled with silent joy or roaring laughter!
Pawprints in the snow.
Check out the little icicles.
Siena Snowphlough, eh Snowfox, doing my Norwegian Forest Cat thing.
The snowfall couldn't distract Chilli from the birdies.
Chilli was admiring my treeclimbing skills.
And had a good go at it too!
Mom had to pick her off the wall in the end though, because Chilli was getting cold and started screaming as if she couldn't get down on her own. It was time to come inside.
I took the normal...
... route instead.
Here I'm giving mom her daily dose of Chillimus-love. Can you tell how much she enjoys it?
Today is our
This year hasn't been so good bloggingwise due to mom being a bit of a worry to us. We forgive her for being such bad help because we love her. And she loves us! At the end of the day that's the most impawtant thing. 
But we want you to know that we're lurking around and enjoying your adventures, even though we're scarcely commenting these days.
We're not doing much today, but anyone who wants to join us in watching the bird channel,
or in stalking nip-bathed mousies,
or fancies a primo belly rub is invited over!
We're doing our best to stay warm and comfy.
Snuggle with your loved ones tonight, we're doing the same.
If mom had asked me this very moment what I loved more: her lap or the sheep skin - I wouldn't have known what to answer.
Sometimes I can't believe how much luck I had in my life. I started out as a feral cat in Italy and ended up here in my comfy forever home...
... with my sisfur and mom, the other type of human... 
... our little garden and my beloved sheep skin. 
I'm extra thankful for what I've got today.
The other day mom noticed Siena rolling around like a mad cat on the path in our garden.
Really, she was rubbing her face on the pavement...
... getting her fur all messed up and had that crazy look on her face. 
Finally, mom wanted to see what Siena was so keen on - and the only thing she found was a cigarette stump! 
Three year old Becky was found with a wound by her neck in an unusual spot of their garden. 
That same day Atún, who was only adopted earlier this year, got a high fever and although their mommy took him to the vet he died at night. 
Our hearts are aching for the loss of our beautiful furriends. Their mom is in a nightmare. The bloggie is in Spanish but it's well worth looking at the pictures of sweet Atún and Becky. They were very loved.
We gave our premises a thorough check.
You never know if there isn't a cheeky introoder lurking around.
Plus, it's good plain old fun to be snooping around.
That cool leaf pile is back! 
Siena just loves to jump into it, it's much fun.
Siena is floofing up for Winter. Check out that mighty coat she's growing!
And Chilli, who's second Gotcha Day is approaching fast, is "getting prettier by the minute" to quote mom here.
All is well that ends well. Nip times are good times!
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