Under the thousand or so presents under, around, near and across the room from our Christmas tree there is one that is for Miss Kitty. It smells like nothing at all, has no catnip in it (which she doesn't like anyway) and has nothing besides a name tag with her name on in to differentiate it from any of the other presents. True it's large, but there are other large presents scattered about and indeed next to hers.
But where does Miss Kitty now sleep? And where has she slept ever since it was put down there?
On her present of course. So you decide if cats can read.
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