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| We set up our Christmas tree, and our Nativity scene, complete with toy store, a downed polar bear, a train, and a blanket of fake snow. |
Biscuits has never jumped onto this table. She doesn't jump much, since she is shaped like a tripod. But, there has never been a blanket of fake snow on the table.
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| Biscuits thinks about the real meaning of Christmas. |
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| She contemplates stealing the baby Jesus out of his manger. No Biscuits! Don't do it! |
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| She decides to lay down on a railroad car instead. |
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| Biscuits settles in for the long, cold, bone shattering, winter. Secure in the knowledge that she is queen of her own village. |
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| Get off my lawn. |
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