Friday, December 25, 2015
Chisseymouse Morning Wakies, 6 am...
But wait, it is not yet
Finally quite time,
First we must awake
To make the last rhyme.
Is it time ta get up? Did Sandy Claws come?
We were good an stayed in the bedroom ALL NIGHT. Can we see what we got?
Is it time, TBT? Can we go out and look now?
"The Time is Now
The Place is Here
We Wish you Merry Chrissymouse
And Happy New Year!
(We are unashamed thieves of clever lines)
TBT: Yes, Mews. Lets go look under the tree and see what Sandy Claws left you...
US: Oh WOW!
In utter happiness, we received such a gift, we knew in an instant it was done by St Nick. It was not anything we suspected, but it shone with such love, there never was a doubt it was the best gift we could have received.
TBT here: *I* know about their secret gift. The Mews have each used up a life so far, and now they have 9 again. Santa left me a short note about it. And I won't tell them. Would it matter?
But here is what THEY saw, and it shone their eyes with wonder. All the cards their friends had sent were laid out under the tree. To remind them each how many wonderful friends they have. And that was enough for each of them at this special time of year... They sat and purred and purred...
Santa had laid out all the snail-mail cards...
For them to see unner the trees as gifts of love from all of you! And while it doesn't show in the camera picture, the cards GLOWED softly all day.
Well, they got email cards, but Santa dint have time (even as well as he manages his time) to go print the email cards (its a slow printer even at Santa-speed). But we loved THEM too! So when we looked at the email cards later THEY glowed fer a while too... Santa is AMAZING!
We got not a mouse, not a cat tree, nor scratcher; not treats, fancy food, or even a chickie-hatcher. But surely we could not complain when the gifts were the snail mail and email cards of caring and sharing and love.
It was a GREAT CHRISSYMOUSE DAY! One of the best EVER. Thank You one and all...
Mark's Mews and TBT