Twas the night before Christmas

Merry Xmas One and All, From Oscar & Ed

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN! On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

Clement Clarke Moore

Clement Clarke Moore wrote Twas the night before Christmas in 1822. It is also known as ‘A Visit from St. Nicholas’

Oscar’s Appeal

I hope all the new year resolutions to be kinder to yourself, to cats (of course) and all other animals too, are going well. It’s on that topic that I am appealing today.

Three years ago my humans got me from ‘The Animal House’ a small animal charity in Birmingham, England, who did fabulous work for me all my cat and dog acquaintances there.

You see, I had fallen on hard times, and my old keepers couldn’t keep me any longer — but ‘The Animal House’ came to the rescue and fostered me to a kind carer called Lyn.

Of course I am now the love of my humans’ life, the moon in their June the light of their darkness, etc. etc. ,but not all cats (or dogs) are so fortunate.

Cat of the Month ~ January 2019
Oscar the cat needs attention
Oscar at his most appealing, …well done for making this appeal Oscar, you champ! Ed.

Photograph: Ed.

 

When I saw ‘The Animal House’ website recently I knew that I just had to raise awareness for them as they were once so kind to me, just when I needed it. So if you can do anything to help the wonderful work they do for animals at all, as their vets’ bills are through the roof, please look at their website, adopt an animal (a cat, preferably of course), volunteer or make a donation – however small, it will be appreciated I’m sure. Let’s spread the good karma for cats and to all other animals in 2019. hey, enough already about the cats Osc, I think your’re biased somehow) Ed.

Lots of Love Oscar x x x

https://www.theanimalhouserescue.co.uk/

The Animal House Rescue doesn’t have a rescue centre, instead of using kennelling facilities we have a network of local foster carers. Our foster carers open up their hearts and homes to animals, that are homeless through no fault of their own.

 

Happy Birthday Oscar

Little Oscar is just one year old today. So Happy Birthday Kid and here’s to many more!

Oscar
Oscar posing with his card, which he later tried to eat.
Photograph: Ed @ Moggyblog

Pumpkin Pals

Halloween

When witches go riding,
and black cats are seen,
the moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween.

Anonymous

oscar and his new pals
Oscar and his new pals, Pumpkin Pat & Lantern Len
Photograph: by Ed
Oscar took a shine to this poem by an anonymous author, so we have used it for his Halloween post. Oscar tells me this really is the best time of year for all black cats!

Happy Halloween, with love from

little Oscar and Ed.