'Twas the night before Catmas, when all through the house
The kitties were dreaming, of catching a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes dat Mister Santa soon would be there
The kitties were nestled all snug in their beds
While vishuns of nippy toys danced in their heads
And I way under the tree, and Crocky in a lap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap
When out on the front porch, da post office dude dropped off a mysterious package!
OMC, what are Snitchy McTwinkle Farts, errr, I mean Aubrey McTwinkle up to now??
OMC, Santa sent reinforcements!
Dis new pest are Elwood O'Jingle - apparently two years of passing out on nog meant Santa couldn't trust McTwinkle to make his report tonite, so he sent backup!
I are already kissing up to da new guy.
It are not OUR fault elf dudes - blame da dogs! After all, we nefur had any shelf elf situayshuns before a certain couple puppies appeared.
Kinley and Brinley got us into dis mess and dey can get us out! Besides, dey are da bad ones, not us Angel Kittehs.
A meowy Christmas from our family to yours!



























































