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From '...“Pooka! Stay awake!” Elsie
nudged him. “The Sun’s
about to rise! The First Day
is about to begin!” The cat forced his eyes open and
stared at the lightning sky on the horizon.
He thought of Aunt Tilly and Nathan and his grandmother who would
soon be arriving at the cottage. He
thought of the ham he knew would be in the oven.
He thought of the catnip mouse and other presents waiting beneath
the tree back home. But it was no use.
The Yule Sun rose - and
Pooka slept right through it!'
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