Christmas

here in our complex is marked by a scattering of poinsettias here and there, in this case the lovely neighbor by the backyard where the cat boys like to hang out has several of them.

I was wandering about with the cat boys in that area looking for things, wondering too if I should force my thoughts into one box or let them spill out.  The air was the right kind of cool that was warmed to the right temperature, both for cats and humans.  How that is not considered to be the greatest gift of all is incomprehensible to us!  The fact is that I have always thought of that right air quality (temperature, purity, color) to be the greatest attribute of a location, sort of like when the early morning ocean mist burns off to the warming rays of sun and the evaporation of the mist brings in the air with the perfect level of humidity, temperature, and clarity.  Sun pours in bountifully and we take our fill.

Cat boys become intoxicated in this sort of weather as the light dances among the leaves.

I found the cat boys kissing...1

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Cat boy reflections passage for Christmas was this:

And whensoever thou dost gaze upon creation all entire, and dost observe the very atoms thereof, thou wilt note that the rays of the Sun of Truth are shed upon all things and shining within them, and telling of that Day-Star's splendours, Its mysteries, and the spreading of Its lights.
Look thou upon the trees, upon the blossoms and fruits, even upon the stones. Here too wilt thou behold the Sun’s rays shed upon them, clearly visible within them, and manifested by them.

Shouldst thou, however, turn thy gaze unto a Mirror, brilliant, stainless, and pure, wherein the divine Beauty is reflected, therein wilt thou find the Sun shining with Its rays, Its heat, Its disc, Its fair form all entire.  For each separate entity possesseth its allotted portion of the solar light and telleth of the Sun, but that Universal Reality in all Its splendour, that stainless Mirror Whose qualities are appropriate to the qualities of the Sun revealed within It - expresseth in their entirety the attributes of the Source of Glory. And that Universal Reality is Man, the divine Being, the Essence that abideth forever. 'Say, Call upon God, or call upon the All-Merciful; whichsoever ye call upon, most beauteous are His Names.' 

Cat boys wanted to make sure that you got their kisses and Christmas wishes just in case they did not have a chance to present themselves to you once more during this month.

Here's Augustus

The Sweet Pants, 

and Ollie,

The Puffy Pants!

They wish you sun's rays, light, love and supreme felicity.

Ciao everyone!