Twas the Night before Christmas and all through the flat, not a creature was stirring not even a rat...
There better not be any rats in this flat, and, who am I kidding? All creatures are stirring; Gus and Fiona are nocturnal. They'll just be able to wish Santa Paws a Merry Christmas when he comes down our chimney. As for Roscoe, I'm sure he'll be waiting for reindeer sightings. If he weren't a guide dog, he may have made a good hunting dog. And Mr. G? Well, he'll probably be scheming on how to eat Santa Paws's cookies for himself. He likes to eat you know?
From our furry family to yours, four legged or two,
"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"