Saturday, December 24, 2011

My First Christmas Eve

Tonight, my mom read me that great feline classic, A Cat's Christmas. It goes like this:

'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.

'Cuz the cat had pounced on him
and tore him apart-
Ate his mousey intestines
and chewed up his heart.

Kitty thought she heard sleighbells,
which made her take pause -
She stopped daintily licking
the blood from her claws.

"Must be Santa," thought Kitty
(that quite clever cat).
'Cuz nobody else climbs down
The chimney like that.

Indeed it was ol' Santa,
so jolly and fat
With a huge load of presents
and all for the cat!

"Wow, the best Christmas ever!"
Kitty thought with a purr-
Then she coughed up a hairball
and shed some more fur.

Awww, isn't that just the sweetest little story. Life is pretty good, isn't it?

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