Tour-ette on a chilly night before the Nor'easter hits! 12/15/2020.

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Tour-ette on a gorgeous Sunday evening from my back-deck in December! 12/13/2020

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #7:

Manxy had just seen GODZILLA on the Saturday night monster movie show on TV. His humans always got such a kick out of how he would watch the screen so intently, his tail twitching this way and that, and then thumping the table so hard when the movie would get exciting... and even scary. Manxy especially liked it when people would scream and run in monster movies and he told his friends around the neighborhood about it. They all agreed; humans being scared of monsters was infinitely entertaining. They all would laugh when cars or trains would crash off cliffs, and they all compared notes on what they had knocked off counters, dressing tables, and mantlepieces during the week. One night, Manxy saw a movie about Jack the Ripper... or was it about a lady with an ax?... whatever. But it gave him ideas. He couldn't wait to tell the gang!

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #6:

Fred Fur-Guson made life very simple and clear for his humans. Meals were to be served in a timely manner... in the proper (and GENEROUS!) portions, and, it goes without saying, always delicious! His litter was to be immaculate, he was to be petted and fussed over hourly, and his fresh-kills were to be admired and shown to the neighbors even if it wasn't convenient for them... for instance at breakfast times. With all that clearly in mind, it wasn't so surprising when the Academy of the Overly Friendly Shepherd announced its Christmas Pageant that Fred assumed he would be cast as the Blesséd Christ Child... and DID something about it!

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #5:

Mr. Whiskers was a brand new kitty in the household. He'd been found in the backyard on a very cold night, and, truth be told, the nice doctor had said that he might not have lasted another day if the humans hadn't brought him inside to be a part of the family. They fussed and cuddled and loved all over him... and showed him off to their neighbors from next door. Then one night, the humans decorated their house with lights and twinkly-wiggle-things and sticks and green-stuff that smelled like the outdoors where Whiskers had come from. He was scared at first, because he thought maybe he would be cold again... and hungry. Scary-hungry... but no! The humans even made him a little house with toy-people and toy-animals that were so little he could push them around. That made Whiskers laugh and laugh, especially the cow which he kicked around and finally carried around in his mouth and dropped in his cat-litter! Oh how THAT made him laugh. Finally, he climbed into his little house so cozy and warm and safe... and he settled in for the night. He looked around at all the toy-people and animals looking at him and smiling. Some were raising their arms as if to hug him! He felt very nice. Very, very nice. He wished every kitty, that EVERYONE could feel like this tonight... even the little baby beside him in the stick-bed.

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #4:

Mickey loved when his little human girl would read stories to him for hours on end! He would stare at her with wide eyes as the little girl (her name was Candy.. or Brandy... maybe Bruce?... whatever) would read on and on and act out all the different parts. His favorite story though was about someone named Alice who ate something and then got too big for the house she was in. His human would laugh and laugh and show Mickey the pictures of Alice punching through the roof and walls while people screamed and pointed and ran! Mickey decided that would be a fun thing to do to the special Christmas house his humans set up on the table. Just like Alice, he certainly was too big to fit inside... and he'd eaten a woman and a lamb too since no one gave him a cookie that said Eat Me... whatever.

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #3:

Blackie was perhaps the most cuddly, lovable, and well-behaved kitty that his humans had ever encountered... or even heard of. He never broke anything, brought scary things home and left them in embarrassing places, or chewed valuable items of clothing. He never even threw up in an expensive shoe or in a plate of food when no one was looking. But when his humans set up the little people and their farm animals, Blackie got a strange notion in his head. While his humans were out having a special dinner with their friends, Blackie decided to throw the little house on the floor and break it. And then he unraveled Grandma's favorite table cloth and left it out so everyone could see! Shortly after that, while he was pushing the little house closer and closer to the fireplace, he decided he wanted to change his name to Satan.

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #2:

Abner had decided that there was too much clutter in the funny little house his humans had put on the table. After nibbling on the stupid tree-thing which turned out to be made out of wood... or gunk, he casually moved the tchochke-people out of the way. He was careful not to brush them off the edge or to eat them... a consideration he did NOT extend to the ox-and-lamb combo... or the little drummer boy and one of the older men who seemed to be trying to bother the little boy... whatever.

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Sybil Bruncheon's "Christmas Kitties Chaos in the Crèche!"... #1:

Gingey-Poo was totally enchanted by the funny little house that his human servants had surprised him with on the coffee table! And what a strange, yet amusing place to put it! Gingey always liked to be a part of any design decisions that were made... or rather "suggested" by his staff, and he spent the better part of the afternoon posing with the little figurines of people smiling, waving, mooing, or clutching their stomachs... whatever. Gingey's main concern was how beautifully he matched the overall color scheme of the little house and its people, how symmetrically he and the entire tableaux were presented, and how guests would come and pet him and tell him how pretty he was. There was just that stinking black and white pillow-thing still on the sofa... which he had warned them about before!... oh well... a little cat pee on it, and THAT would be THAT.

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Sybil Bruncheon’s “TALES & TAILS”…

Em-meow-ly Dickinson remained isolated for the majority of her life inside her own home in Meowssachusetts, writing haikus, hosting small tea and rodent-sandwich parties for alley-way friends, and pawing through poetry books. One of her most famous poems was "Are You Nobody? Well, That's Not MY Problem!" She lived, much beloved, to the ripe old age of 23.... which some folks claimed was 160-something. She passed peacefully away while knocking various objects off the kitchen counter and yawning. She was buried in a Buster Brown shoe box with a bouquet of catnip and pussy willows clutched in her little paws and her favorite ball of yarn with an unfinished pair of mousey-slippers..... with little pink noses. All of Purr-tsmouth mourned…

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