It Is Only One Day a Year

It’s only one day a year, Muffins said. We can do this. Her friend Puddlewiddle gave a snarl and a hiss. I don’t like wearing Antlers on my soft head! I would much rather wear ribbons instead. Come on said Muffins. The old woman is going downhill. We are both lucky she orders Kibble and feeds us still. Some of the old ladies in here are more daft than she. And their volume is sky high on their incessant TV. Okay said Puddlewiddle if I don’t look silly or stuff. Miss P. looked goofy, but Miss M. ignored her weird fluff. Muffins was a peace maker, and happy of course to do it They both wore their head dresses and sailed right through it. A meowing duo in the front of the Meow Methodist Church. Where the old ladies sat while jealous cats perched. In their finery galore, Christmas colors of red, green and blue. I feel sad that I missed it. How about you?