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It's going to be Christmas?

I must have slept through the summer and the fall? Was it something in the cat treats? The ceaseless rain throughout the fall? Too many kids patting my back? Patrick brushing too much hair off my back? I don't know how it happened but one day it was summer and the next I knew there were kids painting holiday things on the front windows. I guess time flies when you're having fun ... or reading the backs of the books ... or eating too many cat treats.