Tiger: This morning, same time last year, many stray cats (even people) woke up to face yet another Christmas all alone....From our kitchen windows, the morning was dark and dreary...wet. A typical December day in the Bay. The sky bleak and the air cold...There was a gloomy feeling about it...My daddy and uncle showered, dressed, and went to the Mall...brought home a lot of goodies and some treats for me. They have gift baskets to fill with cookies and christmas goodies. I was home alone for a few hours. But there was no sense in feeling depressed at home....I looked outside, saw people as they walked by, holding hands with each other...Some were young, but many old...And I felt sad sitting in the window all alone...My eyes went upward as I silently asked God...Why was I left alone without a partner, and what would my life be without my daddy? Still feeling sad I decided to sit still and watch the world outside...I saw a stray cat, wondering around the backyard, looking cold, wet and dirty, hungry and in pains. I slowly jumped back into the kitchen and enjoyed my food...sniffed the presents under the tree (I was warned not to play with the ribbons)...then jumped in my daddy's warm bed for a nap...When the door opened and I heard my daddy's voice calling me...This time I did not ask..... WHY GOD?...Instead whispered to myself...THANK GOD...for my dady. Merry Christmas daddy and uncle Ambrose.