Then something very bad happened.
One year an especially evil kitteh who wasn't going to get any presents from Santa, because, well, because it was a kitteh and therefore evil, and because it was especially jealous of Wilbur the Red Nosed Pit Bull, pulled a nasty trick.
The night before Christmas Eve the evil kitteh said to Wilbur, "Wilbur, I am your friend and you should try some of this silly water. It is very tasty and it will make you feel good." Wilbur was very happy that a kitteh would be so nice to him and to show his appreciation, he drank many cans of this fun stuff.
Santa was desperate and immediately contacted a Red Nosed Reindeer he'd heard of named Rudolph to assist him. Rudolph, who was a huge sissy and was never allowed to play in any Reindeer games, had nothing better to do anyway and agreed to help.
And so history took a turn that has long since been forgotten.
Rudolph went down in history as a hero and ended up with the girl.
Pit Bulls became vilified.
Kittehs however, will forever remain evil.
And if Paul Harvey were alive today this legend would end with, "And now you know the rest of the story."
Good day, Merry Christmas, Happy Festivus, and Happy Holidays to one and all from the crew of the Knotty Cat.
Originally posted in December 2013. This year I'm too lazy to be original so I'm just reprinting it.