A Kitty's Thoughts At Christmas

It's the night before Christmas, And all through the house, Not a creature is stirring, Not even a mouse. Mother and father, Have put up a tree. Think I'll just go climb it, To see what I can see. Look at all of this tinsle, And paper and bows, And yards of bright ribbons, And lights all aglow. Is all of this here, Just for me and the others? A tree for to climb, A whole room full of wonders? A place for us kitties, To run through and chase, And send decorations, All over the place? Then they can come in, And rebuild it again, Knowing that this, Is all part of the game. Then they can pretend, To scold and be mad, But in secret we know, It makes their hearts glad, To see us so happy, And watch us at play, Then they get to rebuild it, It just makes their day. Not all folks are like them, It's no joke or jest, These people of ours, For sure, they're the best. Judy Ball Aren't cats great. They're fun, funny, curious and so affectionate. They are total innocence wrapped in a fur coat. A house is so much more interesting when shared with a pet.