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Presents – The joy of giving and receiving - Mini Story

Under a sparkling tree, Santa paused, his sack of gifts heavy with cheer. A curious tabby, whiskers twitching, crept closer. "Ah, Felix," Santa chuckled, scratching the cat’s ear. The feline purred, then leaped into the sleigh. Together, they soared into the night, delivering joy to the world.


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Red jasper is often associated with specific zodiac signs due to its grounding and nurturing properties. In astrology, it is typically linked to signs that benefit from its stabilizing energy:

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It was Christmas Eve, and the town of Snowridge lay quiet beneath a thick blanket of freshly fallen snow. The only sound was the faint jingling of bells as Santa Claus guided his sleigh down from the starlit sky. He landed gently in the town square, right beside the enormous Christmas tree that glittered with golden lights and ornaments.

As Santa reached into his sack, a flash of movement caught his eye. A tabby cat with bright green eyes peeked out from behind a snow-covered bench. The cat’s fur was the color of cinnamon, and his paws left tiny prints in the snow as he crept closer, curiosity driving him forward.

“Well, who do we have here?” Santa chuckled, kneeling down. “Aren’t you a brave little fellow, out and about on a cold night like this?”

The cat tilted his head, his green eyes reflecting the tree’s twinkling lights. He didn’t run as Santa extended a gloved hand. Instead, the cat stepped closer, his tail curling upward. Santa gave him a gentle scratch behind the ears.

“What’s your name, my friend?” Santa asked. The cat purred in reply. “Ah, Felix it is, then.”

Felix rubbed against Santa’s red coat, his purrs growing louder. Santa’s eyes twinkled. “Would you like to help me tonight, Felix? It’s a big job, delivering joy to the world.”

Felix meowed softly, as if in agreement.

Santa laughed heartily, his belly shaking like a bowl full of jelly. “Then hop aboard!” He scooped Felix up and set him gently on the seat beside him in the sleigh.

The reindeer pawed the ground, their breath steaming in the cold air. “On Dasher, on Dancer,” Santa called, “on Prancer and Vixen!” The sleigh lifted into the sky, Felix’s eyes wide with wonder as the world below turned into a patchwork of lights and shadows.

House after house, Santa and Felix worked as a team. Santa carried gifts down chimneys while Felix waited by the sleigh, guarding the sack. Occasionally, he’d bat at a loose ribbon or curl up for a quick nap on the warm woolen seat.

At one stop, Santa emerged to find Felix holding a piece of ribbon in his mouth, tail wagging like a dog’s. “Well, aren’t you full of surprises?” Santa said, chuckling.

The night wore on, the stars shifting in the sky. As dawn approached, the sack grew lighter, and their work was nearly done. Santa guided the sleigh back to the town square, landing softly beside the glittering tree.

Santa lifted Felix into his arms. “You’ve been quite the helper tonight. But I think you belong here in Snowridge.” He carried Felix to the bench where they’d first met, setting him down gently. “Merry Christmas, Felix,” he whispered.

Felix rubbed against Santa’s hand one last time before leaping onto the bench, curling into a ball beneath the glow of the Christmas tree. Santa climbed back into his sleigh, waving as it rose into the morning sky.

When the townspeople woke, they found gifts beneath their trees—and a cinnamon-colored tabby asleep by the square’s tree. Felix stretched, yawned, and trotted off to join a family who’d just come to see the Christmas morning magic.

From that day forward, Felix was known as the town’s Christmas cat, a little reminder of the night he helped deliver joy to the world.


That is it for today...

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