“‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”That’s because I’m standing on his tail, hee-hee.Why can’t you just sit on Santa’s lap like everyone else?What a mess! Who put the lights away last year?Dig it! We got a Christmas card from Jimmy Carter!Remember the year that cat in chains showed up? Claimed to be a cat from the past. What’s the past? I asked.Won’t Susan be surprised when she opens this one! The cat of Christmas present…hee-hee…Is this a good place for this one? Why do you have to hang on my head?“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”
Joe Linker is a West-Coast writer, the author of "Penina's Letters," "Coconut Oil," "Scamble and Cramble: Two Hep Cats and Other Tall Tales," "Saltwort," and "Alma Lolloon."
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Thanks, Ashen. Maybe this year the cat will lie down with the mouse, but will the mouse get any sleep? To borrow from Woody Allen borrowing from Isaiah. Happy Christmas to you, too.
Cute !
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He, he, love your cats, present and past, though obviously mice don’t.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
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Thanks, Ashen. Maybe this year the cat will lie down with the mouse, but will the mouse get any sleep? To borrow from Woody Allen borrowing from Isaiah. Happy Christmas to you, too.
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Merry Christmas Joe. Enjoyed reading about the cats.
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Hey, Geannie! Happy Christmas to you!
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