Faith’s Blog : T’was the Night After
Happy New Year, All!
This appeared in the newsletter (along with a lovely little snippet from the WIP (work in progress). Enjoy!
The Night After Christmas 2022
T’was the Night after Christmas, when all through the house,
all were exhausted—including KitKit’s mouse.
The stockings were empty, Brute’s antlers were loose,
and George drooled and snored, much like a moose.
KitKit and Beast nestled in a big empty box,
all snug and tangled, on a pile of EJ’s socks.
Visions of prey raced through their heads,
their paws were twitching, scenting prey’s dread.
Their charges were asleep, full of turkey, well fed,
Witchlings and witches, tucked in their beds.
Bows and wrapping paper littered the floor,
Train sets, blocks, treats, and toys galore.
Santa had come and gone, the night before Eve,
Followed by a burglar, who was armed to thieve.
They divided the spoils, and the kids’ Christmas toys,
And headed for the door, mean overgrown boys.
Until in the quiet, they heard a low growl,
And Beast leaped up high, while Brute gave a howl.
The cats played tag, with the evil bad guys,
Till George tripped them over and Beast claimed the prize.
The burglars are gone, as Beast ate them all.
She said they were tasty, but made a big hairball.
Brute dragged the bones deep into snow
And covered them over, with rocks and ice-flow
The moon had shown the trail, of bright red on white,
Until Beast and George played tag, disturbing the site.
Inside in the warm, KitKit lapped the blood,
And dragged around a mop to clean up the crud.
Crime scene may come, when spring melts the ice,
But they’ll never discover the protectors’ device—
Great big fangs and retractable claws,
And the amazing bite strength’s in a white werewolf jaws.
To a story there’s a moral, and this one’s no tease,
When a bad guy hurts an Everhart, it won’t be a breeze.
Remember the danger when you pilfer from cats.
They eat all the evidence and don’t give a rat’s ass.
So Happy New Year to all, may peace reign at last
May you eat well and reg’lar, and never must fast.
Bury the evil in a mountainous pass,
Though Beast and Brute say humans gave them great gas.