TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CATMAS By Callie'n'Solace Twas the night before Catmas and all the cats in the house were searching and rummaging for an annoying stirring mouse. The carefully strung stockings were pulled down on a chair but the annoying little mouse was not to be found in there. The kittens were nestling, messing the beds, visions of mouse burgers dancing in their heads. I had no kerchief and the cats hid my cap, I was searching every hole, every corner and gap. When out in the living room I heard such a clatter, I wondered if I really wanted to know what was the matter! But away to the room I flew like a flash, seeing the Catmas Tree was now going to trash. The glow of the flashlight on the decorative fake snow, did nothing to hide the devastation below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear... but 7 guilty looking kittens without a real tear. With a clever old Tomcat still lively and quick I knew the plan he had was going to be slick. More rapid than eagle wings their claws they came. As the old Tomcat shouted and called me a name. "Now slave, now cook, now cleaning litter vixen, get pampering'n'spoiling'n'play like a blitzen. To the top of the tree or the top of a wall, we are cats .......and we can climb them all." As tree decorations in a cat hurricane fly, batting'n'cuffing and tossing them sky high.... Up the tree top with courser claws they flew, with naughty thoughts including the tree topper too!! And then with a twinkling crash I heard in the tree The entire plans of the naughty kittens of three. I drew in my breath and was just turning around, when down the tree they crashed with a real loud bound. All covered in needles from head to claw, all I could do was stand in awe! Mouthfuls of decorations, tinsel on their backs, Acting so innocent like I had none of the facts. Their eyes mischievously twinkled, their smiles so merry, cheeks stuffed with ornaments they soon will bury. Their drooling mouths all drawn into a bow, their crouched little bodies ready to go. They spoke not a word and went right to work, tearing down garland and the tree with a jerk. With a sly wink of the Tom's eye as he turned his head, I knew know there'n'then there was plenty to dread. He sprang into the tree giving the cats a call, "This Catmas jungle gym has hanging toys and all." I heard them exclaim as they climbed out of sight, "Merry Catmas to all...we're playing all night"
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CATMAS By Callie'n'Solace
Twas the night before Catmas and all the cats in the house
were searching and rummaging for an annoying stirring mouse.
The carefully strung stockings were pulled down on a chair
but the annoying little mouse was not to be found in there.
The kittens were nestling, messing the beds,
visions of mouse burgers dancing in their heads.
I had no kerchief and the cats hid my cap,
I was searching every hole, every corner and gap.
When out in the living room I heard such a clatter,
I wondered if I really wanted to know what was the matter!
But away to the room I flew like a flash,
seeing the Catmas Tree was now going to trash.
The glow of the flashlight on the decorative fake snow,
did nothing to hide the devastation below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear...
but 7 guilty looking kittens without a real tear.
With a clever old Tomcat still lively and quick
I knew the plan he had was going to be slick.
More rapid than eagle wings their claws they came.
As the old Tomcat shouted and called me a name.
"Now slave, now cook, now cleaning litter vixen,
get pampering'n'spoiling'n'play like a blitzen.
To the top of the tree or the top of a wall,
we are cats .......and we can climb them all."
As tree decorations in a cat hurricane fly,
batting'n'cuffing and tossing them sky high....
Up the tree top with courser claws they flew,
with naughty thoughts including the tree topper too!!
And then with a twinkling crash I heard in the tree
The entire plans of the naughty kittens of three.
I drew in my breath and was just turning around,
when down the tree they crashed with a real loud bound.
All covered in needles from head to claw,
all I could do was stand in awe!
Mouthfuls of decorations, tinsel on their backs,
Acting so innocent like I had none of the facts.
Their eyes mischievously twinkled, their smiles so merry,
cheeks stuffed with ornaments they soon will bury.
Their drooling mouths all drawn into a bow,
their crouched little bodies ready to go.
They spoke not a word and went right to work,
tearing down garland and the tree with a jerk.
With a sly wink of the Tom's eye as he turned his head,
I knew know there'n'then there was plenty to dread.
He sprang into the tree giving the cats a call,
"This Catmas jungle gym has hanging toys and all."
I heard them exclaim as they climbed out of sight,
"Merry Catmas to all...we're playing all night"