What a cat-astrophe!

Oh dear, what an eventful evening I've had!  I was minding my own business in the kitchen, trying to decide whether or not to try my hand at a bit more cooking, when I spotted something out of the corner of my eye! I wasn't sure exactly what it was, but, since it had a picture of Santa on it, I thought that it might be a secret sign that it was a magical shortcut to the North Pole!  I thought I'd try it out!
 

I'll just take a peek inside...

Well, it took me quite some time to climb up to the top, and whilst I was having a peep over the edge, all of a sudden, I lost my balance and fell ears first into it!  Now here was I, expecting to slide and swirl back off to the North Pole on a magical adventure, but instead I landed with a big THUMP on my bottom! Rather bruised it is now!  And that wasn't the worst of it, either, because it was too tall for me to get out!  I was trapped!  What was I going to do?

Uh-Oh! Help!

 Well, you'll never guess who came to my rescue!  Posy and Poppet!  All this time, I've been thinking that they are completely useless, and no good to anyone, but it turns out they do have their uses after all!

Free at last!  Please don't eat me!

I feel a bit guilty now for pushing that photo frame off the windowsill, so that Mummy would think it was the cats and tell them off!  To say thank-you, I'll see if I can get Santa to leave something in their stockings after all!




I'm off now to head back to the North Pole and sit on a pile of snow to try to ease my sore behind, it's as red as Rudolf's nose!

Over and out,

Gingerbread Glitter-Toes
xxx