Offur at Catnip Fawrm, Willow tosses restlessly in hur shleep. Jojo tosses in hur bed too, as well as Mddy Joe an Mao an awl da offur yung kittlins in da village. Jingle, jingle, jingle...house by house, bed by bed, da kittlins vanish in der shleep...finawy dey awake in supwise. Dey wook wound in astonishment. Ware ish we dey meow as dey gaze down fwum der perch in da big sleigh, at Meowchat Village fawr below. In da dwifurs seat sits a, omydoodness, its one uf SandyPaws elfs! An der awr da reindeer pwulling it thwoo da nite sky. "Oh," Maddy meows, "awr we goin to da Norf Pole to bisit SandyPaws?" Da elf twurns wound wit a cheery gwin. "Dat yu awr, kittlins, dat yu awr. We furry busy up der an needs yur hewlp or we neffur gonna be weady fur Kitmas! Yu awl sit back an welax we be der in two shakes uf a raindeers tayul....On Dasher an Dancer,on Comet an Cupid an Donner an Blitzen! We gots wurk to do!"
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