The Cat-Owner's Twelve Days of Christmas

We have a budding lyricist on our hands. Britnee does not want me to post this but since when do I obey my children? While watching the post on the Christmas song I hate, she and Janae were singing their own versions. After hearing the first couple verses of this one, I told her she needed to "write it down". I know all to well the feeling of not being able to remember words (funny or serious) to a song that I made up on the fly.

I know some of it might be graphic and gruesome, but even those of you who aren't cat lovers would have to agree that this song might just pose 12 reasons why cats are actually good to have around :) I can personally testify to 1, 2, 3, 5, 8 and 12. Enjoy!

On the twelfth day of Christmas my kitty brought to me:

12 bird feathers,
11 slimy slugs,
10 chubby chipmunks,
9 sick squirrels,
8 silent cicadas,
7 baby opossums,
6 chirping crickets,
5 frogs that croaked!
4 fat rats,
3 baby moles,
2 dead birds,
And a mutilated mouse on the porch!