Oh, the possibilities

A clean new notebook is so hopeful. What to fill it with? New knowledge? Love letters? Quoteable quotes? Deep thoughts?

Wrigley was given a notebook. She's pretty excited by it. She's getting a little help with the actual writing part, but the journal entries are all hers. Here's the third:

Once Marble was sitting on the arm of the couch, and then she decided to jump from the arm of the couch to the project table. And then from there she decided to grab her rainbow and jumped back to the arm of the couch. And then play with her rainbow.

I gave the cat cat treats for Christmas and the rainbow for Christmas, too. And I put the present in front of her hoping that she would tear it open with her claws. But no, she didn't tear it open with her claws. She merowed and wanted me to help open it for her.