Dearest Tate, my fambly decided dat since I be well behaved dis Chrissymus an' not climb da tree even once, dat I get to be spokeskitty fur da whole fambly!
We all hope dat yoo, Chad an' yer kitty mommy will have a wonderful Chrissymus wif lots of yummy fings to eat, an' Sandy Claws will dump hundred an' hundreds of new toys down yer chimney.
Oh! An' a cozy blankie too...dey'z da best to get!
Love
Dharma 'n' fambly!