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More Christmas Carols for Cats

Hello! It’s Thunder, back in action! Last year, I wrote a list of well-known Christmas songs to make them more cat friendly. Sadly, as I listen to more Christmas music this year, I realized that people have not taken the hint, and continue to write songs as if only people are listening to them. Harrumph! So, I decided to edit eleven more songs, and a very special bonus from Kommando Kitty(!) to reflect the feelings of a cat! Please enjoy the updated versions to some of our favorite Christmas carols.

 

Angels We Have Heard on High

This song was done in honor of my sister, Angel! I’m not totally sure why songwriters would choose to feature the slightly less beautiful, less charismatic sister (no offense, Angel!), but oh well! Her name is probably easier to work with in the Christmas season.

“Angels who meow at me,

purring, sitting prettily.

Staring at the food she sees,

waiting for the human to come and feed.

Meow-oooooow-oooooow-ooooow-ia!

It is finally dinner time!

Meow-oooooow-oooooow-ooooow-ia! Now we will finally get to eat!”  

Grownup Christmas List

Grownups have too much stuff (not as much as human kittens, though. They have even more stuff, and most of it is useless!) So why do they need a Christmas list to request more dust gathering junk? Cats, on the other hand, never have enough things. Our boxes get crushed, our beds deflate, our toys hide under couches, and our food disappears! It’s plain awful! Clearly, cats need a Christmas list much more than grownups. I’m thinking our list would like a bit like this:

“Do you remember me?

I have lots of needs.

A mousie and a box in which to play

I also need a bowl, and please fill it up full.

I’m also thirsty, so some water please!

I do need a mat, soft, and furry, and flat.

On this surface I plan to nap!

No more loud noises outside, and no more rain I need to hide, and no more vacuums by my side!

Every cat would have a friend, and naps would never end, and scurchies on the tail bend!

This is my kitty Christmas list.”

Away in a Manger

I asked my human what a manger was, since it sounds suspiciously close to mange, a life-threatening condition that only your vet should treat. She showed me a picture of some trough thing that looked super uncomfortable. But in the song, Jesus had to sleep in one of these “mangers”. A bed sounds much better! And I’m pawsitive Jesus wouldn’t have minded sharing the space!

“Away in a manger,

there lays a tired cat.

She is trying to sleep but keeps getting pats on the back.

She blinks and her eyes close

and on to her back she rolls.

And she hopes that morning will come but very, very slow”. 

Let It Snow

I hate snow. It is cold, it is water, and it has no place anywhere near me. Why anyone would advocate for it snowing is beyond me. The only good thing is sometimes we get so much snow that my humans stay home and cuddle with me all day. So, I suppose snow does have some sort of use. Such as:

“Oh, the weather outside is frightful!

But the cat is so delightful!

And since our car won’t go,

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

It doesn’t show signs of stopping, so I can be on the couch napping.

Turn the lights off now!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!”

O Come, All Ye Faithful

Large gatherings of people are annoying. They’re loud, and there’s a huge risk of someone stepping on your tail (especially if it’s as long as mine)! The only reason I could see people gathering is to feed and pamper a gaggle of cats. Also, I’ve suspiciously noticed that even people who claim to be cat lovers leave us for hours on end to go to “work” or to “shop and socialize”. This seems a bit odd to me, so I’ve changed “faithful” to “people”.

“Oh come, all you people!

Come and adore me!

I am beautiful

and you are lucky to be by me!

I am a kitty!

Very furry and pretty.

Oh, come and pet me!

Oh, come and feed me!

Oh, come and play and nap with me, right now, human!”  

Deck the Halls

I love it when my humans decorate! It gives me an opportunity to find new toys and to give my own touch to the holidays! There are shiny things, and balls, and twinkling lights- it’s like paradise! As such, I wrote a joyful reflection to this:

“Deck the halls and please the kitties!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Hang the balls, get in a tizzy!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Chase the sparkling lights around us!

Fa-la-la-la-la la la-la-la-la!

Feast on gourmet Christmas food now!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!”

 

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

This song is not solely dedicated to Angel, although once again, it shares her name (she seriously has the easiest name to sing about)! Although, to be fair, all cats sing lovely songs, at all times of the day! Clearly the song should be more like:

“Hark! The herald kitties meow!

At the top of their lungs, they’re super loud!

Peace in the house will be found with food;

this responsibility lies on you.

Joyful when the can arrives!

Pour it out from way up high!

Peace is finally in this house!

Now I shall go and hunt a mouse!

Hark! The herald kitties meow!

Peace in the house is finally found!”

 

Last Christmas

Cats are great at remembering the past (especially when you forget to feed us). So I thought it was fitting that there was a song that reminded you how generous we were in the past year. 

“Last Christmas, I gave you a mouse.

But you screamed really loud, and ran out of the house.

This year, to save you from fear, I’ll bring you a bird instead.”

Mary Did You Know

I’m not really sure who Mary was. And I’m not really sure what she was supposed to know. But after hearing the apparent grief she went through prior to people realizing Jesus was a really good guy to have on your side, I’m betting she wished she had a cat. If Jesus had been a cat, we could have sang:

“Mary did you know,

that a lonely cat would fall asleep in your lap?

Mary did you know,

that a kitty cat would ride along in your sack?

Did you know that you’d have to feed a gorgeous, starving feline?

When you get your milk in the morning, get me a bowl to drink!

Mary did you know…” 

 

Need a Little Christmas

Cats deserve the world. We need everything, and should have everything. And Christmas just isn’t centered around cats enough. So, I fixed it! 

“Haul out the boxes!

Put up a string of lights for the world to see!

Fill up the glasses.

Make sure they’re full of something I find yummy, please!

For we need a little Christmas! Right this very minute!

Shiny balls hanging! Tearing at the presents,

yes, we need a little Christmas! Right this very minute.

There hasn’t been a single flurry, but I don’t care because I’m furry!”

We Wish You a Merry Christmas 

This one seems pretty easy to turn cat friendly: we wish you a meowy catmas! But, of course, humans are too self centered to think about us poor, neglected felines. So, I took it upon myself to write:

“We wish you a meowy Catmas!

We wish you a meowy Catmas!

We wish you a meowy Catmas!

And a sleepy new year!

Good boxes we bring, to you and your friends.

Good munchies on Catmas, and a happy new year!

We wish you a meowy Catmas! We wish you a meowy Catmas!

We wish you a meowy Catmas!

And a sleepy new year!”

And now, what we’ve all been waiting for… The Kommando Kitty bonus! Kommando texted me with this idea, and I fell in love! It is so much better than my version of “Deck the Halls “. I am pleased to introduce to you “Wreck the Halls “, by Kommando Kitty! 

Wreck the Halls

“Wreck the halls while chasing mousies! Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. 

Break the bulbs and pounce on Frosty! Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. 

Dangle from the pretty wreath now! Fa-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la. 

Shred the presents and eat the bows! Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!”

I hope you enjoyed these updated and improved carols. Have a safe and happy Catmas, and may it be full of boxes, shiny ribbons, and naps! 

Furs and purrs,

Thunder K. Katt

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Silent Night, Where are You?

Or silent day? Or anytime, for that matter. Tis the season of Christmas at the store. I am grateful that we are not quite at 24/7 Christmas music. (We also heard Green Day, The Mamas and the Papas, and Bruno Mars once today.) However, we are close enough to bring out my inner Grinch.

I did not always dislike Christmas music. In fact, as a regular church-goer, I still love the Christmas carols we sing there (very traditional). I watched all the cartoons when I was little and still know the words to “Holly Jolly Christmas” and “Island of Unwanted Toys.” I love listening to carolers and choirs singing live.

But store music is to carols as Velveeta is to fine Cheddar from Somerset – a reminder that as things become more popular, the more likely they are to move toward the lowest common denominator (for the non-math people, this is not a good thing outside of math). Not to say that all was perfect in the past. My brother needed to listen to music when he was little to get to sleep. My parents had a record of Fred Waring’s orchestra playing Christmas songs. Eartha Kitt did a version of “Jingle Bells” that still makes me feel creepy. But nothing really gets under my skin that I only have to hear a few times each year.

However…

I no longer care that Michael Jackson saw his mommy kissing Santa Claus. Or that his brothers don’t believe him. Or that he’s going to tell his daddy. If he’d stayed in bed where he’d belonged, I wouldn’t have to listen to it three or four times each eight-hour shift. I don’t even want to think about the John Mellencamp version. The man had to be close to forty when he recorded it. That is just disturbing.

Then there’s the song that starts, “Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. The very next day, you gave it away.” I don’t know what it’s called or who sings it. (There are both male and female versions.) Why did he give her his heart? It sounds like one of those Mayan  religious rituals or that lady on “Once Upon a Time” who has an unfortunate tendency to reach into people’s chests and grab the heart. Who would she give it to? No one is going to want a heart that she apparently abused. Why is he still talking to her a year later?

Brenda Lee did a fine version of “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” and after all these years, her version is still popular and recognizable. Why would anyone cover that song in the same version? (Not sure, but that might be Miley Cyrus.) Whoever it is, sounds enough like Brenda to remind me of the original but then misses a few of the later notes. Note to singers: If you’re going to cover a standard, make it your own.

If Grandma was drunk enough to get run over by a reindeer, why didn’t someone walk her home? For that matter, what’s wrong with her son walking her home anyway? It’s dark. It’s a holiday. It seems like the least he could do.

I think the kid who wants her two front teeth for Christmas needs them because someone knocked her over running away from her horrible singing. I have only heard the song once in recent memory, but it continues to set my teeth on edge when I think about it. Don’t think about it, you say? Easier said than done when you listen to robo-music all day.

Finally, will someone please destroy all the copies of “Santa Baby” in existence? (Maybe I just don’t like Eartha Kitt Christmas music.) Yes, I know it was written by a woman (one of the few successful Christmas songs by a woman). And I know it’s supposed to be a joke. But the idea of seeing Santa in any sort of sexual role just gives the kid in me nightmares. And it should also come as no surprise that the Material Girl also had a hit with it.

I had a CD with baroque harpsichord Christmas music. I still think my family destroyed it. But if I can find it, I’m going to put it on the sound system and get my revenge.