The big day is drawing ever closer which means one thing … OK, it means a lot of things, but go with me here.
Who the hell is Murray Christmas??
It means that cat owners will be taking their lives into their own hands by dressing up their furkids (dogs tend not to mind as much). I did it a few times with Luke, but the hat or collar usually only spent a minute at most on him. He could be a cuddle-bug, but not if you happened to have anything that jangled or glittered that you might try to attach to him so that you could take a picture to amuse yourself.
He ain’t the only one.
Yeah, laugh now, Karen. You will never again have a full night’s sleep or shoes not filled with hairballs. Image found on I Run the Internet.
Run, Cindy-Lou! Image found on Christmas Decorations Ideas.
Santa, wanna put coal miners back to work? These idiots need a crap-ton of it in their stockings! Image found on Arolew.
The only way the hoomins would let me sit on the shelf was to wear this. I regret my choice. Image found on Funny Image Collection.
… and the hook was in the door … wait, whadya mean scary stories aren’t Christmasy? Image found on Pinterest.
I left something special in your stocking! Image found on Cutest Paw.
Next year, Susan might think twice about putting a costume on Mr. Tibbles. Image found on Pinterest.
OK, that’s the most ticked-off elf I’ve ever seen. Save yourselves! Image found on cheezburger.
This tree will be going somewhere very uncomfortable for you. Image found on Chewy.
Guess where your name’s going on Santa’s list. Hope you like coal. Image found on Pinterest.
Will you tell Aunt Carol I hate Christmas sweaters? If I do it, there will be blood. Image found on imgflip.
So what have we learned from all this? Don’t dress up your cat. Unless the costume looks adorable on him. Or he likes it. Or you need a good laugh. Or your life insurance is paid up. Image found on cheezburger.
I'm a retiree in his seventies. That may not be significant to many, since there is a bunch of us Baby Boomers around. However, in the year 2,000, when I received a diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma, I expected to be dead in three to five years.