Twas' the Night Before Sunday

[Kariia]

Twas the nite before Sunday, when all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse (unless you count the one that was in the cat's mouth.)
Thepet's dishes were knocked over in the kitchen with care in the hopes that bacon and ham would soon be there.

The children all nestled all snug in their beds, with thoughts of candy filling their heads. Mama in her kerchief and me in my cap were really annoyed, as we got a cat scratch.

When at the bottom of the stairs there arose such a clatter I went downstairs to see what was the matter. I dashed down the stairs and fell down in a flash- the dog was trying to eat out of the trash.


The light on the ceiling reflected off the tiled floor making you think it was noon, not night anymore. Then the cat jumped on the counter and the smell made me sick- she farted in my face, and ran away so lively and quick.

I heard the other cats call this cat's name: "Stripes, scratch the kid again!"

"Now Meow,now Buttercup, Sniffer and Nikki,On Fatso, on Furry, on Surfer and Rikki, jump on the TV and scratch on the walls. Let's wake up our owners and then bite them all!"

I knew in an instant there would be a loud noise- the cats had woken up all of the boys.

"We have a gift for you," meowed one of the cats. "Furry you scratch this one, he's not for me. He's too fat."
The family woke up. "What is the reason for waking us up?" said someone whilst sneezing.

But I heard them explain as they ran away "Clean the litterbox if you want the couch to see another day!!!"

xD