Christmas from the cat, cut cat sitting in front of a lit fireplace
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... don't sing Christmas carols to me after tipping a few, or anytime for that matter;
don't tell me not to climb the Christmas tree, 'cause, duh, it's a tree.
What else do you do with a tree? You're the one who had the bright idea
of bringing it into the house; don't have a hissy fit when I shred the wrapping paper
'cause these claws were made for shredding; don't even think of dressing me
in one of them humiliating Christmas ensembles, save that for the dog and
last but not least; don't think for one minute that this list covers everything 'cause it don't even scratch the surface. I'm tired and must take a nap on your laptop, will finish later.
Now that I have shared some of the don'ts,
I'll share one of the dos with you 'cause I'm nice like that.
Do have a pawsitively, purrfect Christmas
