First I have to wear this dumb scarf, Inkee says I haven't been good, early this morning hoomans made loud noises power-washing our house & windows cause of the soot from the fire, so I ate breakfast too fast & threw up & now my whiskers got caught on my sweater. I hope your day is going better. Bah, humbug.
Spirit: Santa's not coming this year? Inkee: Nope. Spirit: No gifts? No Christmas decorations? Inkee: It's cause of the fire. We've been cleaning & reindeer won't fly over fires & through smoke. Spirit: But I've been good. Inkee: Sigh. He gives a whole new meaning to the word "good."
SOPHEE: Frosty is made of snow? But we don't have snow, we have rain drops. Alot of drops in the last few days." SPIRIT: "Wait, there's noise coming from the back. Christmas carols? It's Christmas? Does Christmas mean treats? Yes? I love Christmas!
This is a what or a who? A snowman? In Southern California? R U kidding? His face is blinking & he's making noise. Christmas carols? No, they're not beautiful, they're noise. Turn that noise, carols, or whatever you want to call them, turn them off!
Decorate? Do we get treats? I'll do it! I'll take the end of this garland & pull it upstairs. You'll have garland up and down the stairs. Hey, Spirit -- after the garland's on the stairs, don't touch it. Same for the rest of you cannibals. LEAVE IT ALONE!