The Night Before Catmas Bow Tie

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The Night Before Catmas Bow Tie

12.00

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 cats were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of catnip danced in their heads;
With mama cat in her spot, and a cat in my lap,
He had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Kitty sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
climbed right up the curtains oh so fast.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
He 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, Donder 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, kitty heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As he drew in his head, 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 bow ties 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 kitty hissed when he saw him, because he was afraid himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave kitty  know he had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; with bow ties then twerked,
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.

All Business Catual bow ties are made out of recycled or repurposed materials. This bow tie was made out of fabric I found at Scrap - a non profit recycled arts materials store.

All Business Catual cat bow ties slip on to your pet's existing collar. 

Cat Size only due to fabric supply. Collar not included. 

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