Aren't cats great.
They're fun, funny, curious and so affectionate.
They are total innocence and love wrapped in a fur coat.
A house is so much more interesting when shared with a pet.
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 this tinsel 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 we know in secret it makes their hearts glad, To see us so happy and watch us a 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.
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