The house was quiet. Peaceful. Paper littered the floor around a decorated tree, evidence of the merry gift giving that had occurred. The dog slept in its bed, the remains of a bone resting near the dog's paws. A cat was curled on a blanket, one paw covering its face as the cat rested after playing with its catnip peppermint stick.
Meanwhile, the family who lived in that house had gone to visit with the extended family. Pleasant greetings were exchanged as those who hadn't seen one another since the year before began to converse. Children chattered with one another, showing off their prized presents.
A fine feast was shared, each bite bringing back memories of Christmases gone by.
More gifts were exchanged, bringing forth exclamations of gratitude and praise from those gathered.
The children raced around, their laughter echoing through the house.
Stories were shared by the older family members, whilst the eldest among the family reminisced of days long past.
As the day grew old and hid of the darkness of night, the families gathered slowly began to leave.
When at last the house was cleaned and the last family left, the elder couple settled down to enjoy the evening.
While at another house, a dog rose eagerly from where it had laid as the door's lock clicked open. The family greeted their pets, tired smiles lingering on their faces.
Their day had been long, but their time had been well spent with those they loved.
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