BREAKING NEWS: Gnome Casualties Continue in Holiday Home

It all started years ago when my sister gifted the fur-purrs some innocent-looking gnome catnip toys. Cute idea with unintended consequences because they look exactly like my Christmas gnome decorations.

Now for the holidays, I walk in from work to what can only be described as… a festive crime scene. Gnome bodies everywhere. Ornaments trembling for their lives.

I’ve tried to explain to JZ that my gnomes are not toys, but he just stares at me, wipes gnome guts off his face with the tiny tree another gnome is holding, which clearly tells me my feelings don’t meowter.

I’ve accepted that holiday peace may never return, I just live among the fallen now.

Send strength,

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