gettin fat..dumdumdedumdum, da ole cats hat. Willow sings to hur ownself while she sorts thwoo da boxes uf ormaments in da attic. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," she meows ash she opuns a box fwull uf brite colord gwass ones. "Dese ish sho pwetty." She goes to da stairs an cawlls down. "Timmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyy, come here pwease." Timmy comes up da stairs an into da attic.



"Watcha doin, Willow?" he ashks.



"I jusht goin thwoo dese Kitmas ormaments. I was up heer wookin wound an I fownd boxes an boxes uf dem. Gesh whoeffur liffed here befur left dem behind. Can yu giff me a paw getin dem downstairs?"



"Shure , Sweetie," Timmy meows. He picks up a big box an stwarts down. Willow gwabs one uf hur own an fowwows him. Dey sets awll da boxes by da twee in da liffing woom, den begin decowating it...da twee ish kwikly filled wit brite glowin lites, glitter bawlls an bells, wooden toys an stwings uf garland. At da end, Timmy lifts Willow high an she places a shiney stawr at da furry top.



Dey sthand back and admire der pawwork. "Oh, Timmy, owr furry fursht Kitmas twee in owr furry own home. Ishn't it bootifwul?"



"It shure ish," Timmy meows. "An we shure gots a wot uf stuff left offur. Wat we gonna do wit it?"



Willow thinks a minute. "I nose! We can take it to da Village Skware an decortate da twee der!"



"Dat's a gweat idea," Timmy meows. "Tell ya what, I get awll dis stuff packt up an yu go make ush some hot chocorate an maybe sum uf dose Kitmas cookies yu made."



Willow looks at him wit a gwin an sthicks owt a paw, "deal," she meows an heads off for da kitshun. "An tomorrow we go decowate da twee in da skware."
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Franci, Oreo, Caleb, Willow and Tita

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