A Catnip Christmas Eve

‘Twas the eve before Christmas and the cottage was stirring,
With the muffled sounds of Samantha Jo purring.

Cat Lady was busy making cookies and tea,
When Samantha meowed, “Any catnip for me?”

The fluffy floof sniffed as she searched all around,
For the aromatic herb that made her act like a clown.

Cat Lady let out a laugh as she scooped-up her cat,
To guide her to where the cat-weed was at.

But Queen Sassy Pants wriggled and jumped to the floor,
And dashed across the hardwood to where she spied,
A small wood box containing what she’d been denied.

The scent of the leaves she inhaled with glee,
She wriggled and pranced and strutted her stuff,
Cat Lady cracked-up and said, “I think you’ve had enough!”

With one last whiff of the weed and a grand leaping motion,
Samantha sprinted through space like she’d swigged a magic potion.

Now the catnip spell waned as the cookies were eaten,
But the magic remained, as that can’t be beaten.

I wish everyone a Happy Christmas and Joyous New Year!

I’m grateful for your continued readership, support, and for being there for me throughout my cancer journey and now, my road to recovery.

XOXO

 

 

 

Cat Lady’s Night Before Christmas

It was the night before Christmas and all through the house,
All the critters were stirring, including a mouse.

Cat Lady was scolding, “Bobcat leave him alone!”
If Bobcat was a dog she’d simply throw him a bone.

While Lexington lie on the sofa restfully,
Watching the antics of Bobcat and that crazy Cat Lady.

She open the front door to entice the mouse out,
And then what she heard, a sound similar to a shout,

“HO HO HO, Meowy Catmas!” roared a voice from the tree,
Come on little mousey she coaxed tenderly.

He bolted outside finally safe from the beast,
As Santa Paws appeared, announcing, “Playtime with mousey has ceased!”

Bobcat whined, “Meh, meh, meh…,” but then started to grin,
As Santa Paws presented a gift contained in a decorative tin.

The contents were sprinkled on the area rug with care,
Both cats plunged into catnip, Lexington cried, “Bobcat you must share!”

Cat Lady now contented, kissed Santa Paws on the face,
He dashed off into the night shouting LOVE TO ALL,

And disappeared without a trace…

Merry Christmas!  Thank you all for your love and support throughout another year!

In loving memory of Topper, my sweet spirit from recent Christmas past.