In
our house,
the
cats own Christmas.
They
own the tree,
which
is decorated to their delight,
with
the big unbreakable bulbs
down
low
for
their enjoyment.
They
own the hearth
and
the soft rug in front,
warm
and cozy.
They
own the kitchen,
which
though busy with baking,
also
gives treats and tastes,
just
for them.
They
own the presents,
wrapped
in tissue,
which
they pull and tear,
to
open by themselves.
They
own the gift boxes
to
sit in;
the
wrapping paper
to
kneed into a crinkly bed;
the
ribbons to chase and toss,
better
than all the expensive toys
from
the pet shop.
In
our home,
the
cats own Christmas,
and
we wouldn’t have it
any
other way.
Happy Holidays from our family to yours!
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Loved you poem, Mollie! Yes, cats do own Christmas and just about everything else in the house. I'm missing my cat, Liberty, right now. She would have loved your poem, too.
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I hope you and your cats have a wonderful Christmas, Mollie.
Thank you, Sarah. I'm sorry you are missing your kitty. That's hard. Yes, they are my cats. (Sorry for the delayed response. I've been having trouble posting comments lately.)
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