|The Stockings Were Hung|
By the Chimney With Care
I love Christmas almost, but not quite, as much as our old cat Louis did --he really loved Christmas, laying under the tree and smiling what passes for a cat smile, and one year he loved the tree so much he ate some of the tinsel hanging on it (that was in the days when we still put it on our tree, something we don't do any more) and though it could have hurt his insides it didn't, we were lucky, but he did pooh Christmas, so as I said I love Christmas but not quite as much as he did.
I decorate for Christmas, I really decorate, right down to the little plastic train Mac gave me last year. The living room is almost done, I 'm looking for a glass container to hold some ornaments, it has to be deep enough our present cat can't get them out.
So in between working on presents I keep decorating. Mac has been doing the same outside and it's really beginning to look Christmasy here.