Catmas Trees

It's that time of year again, where there are presents and food and chidrens eyes twinkle in anticipation. I remember those days ... when the kids were still here at home. Now our "children" have 4 legs and meow a lot. It's a whole new world at this time of year.

After Thanksgiving has finally been "leftovered" to death, we make our annual trip to storage to pick up the Christmas tree and the boxes of decorations. Back when our children were human, we had all kinds of pretty ornaments and figurines and such, some more breakable than others. Now and then one would be done in when one of the kids accidentally bumped it and knocked it to the floor. But, now that the kids have grown that extra pair of legs (and there are more kids) ...

... Our ornaments that are breakable remain in storage. Instead, we get out the fiber covered or plastic ornaments, whatever is not breakable. We go to storage and pick up the slender fake tree with the wide base that doesn't tip over so easily. We aet the tree in a corner where it has some support on at least two sides. We hang JUST the unbreakable ornaments and some strings of lights on the tree and we step back and admire our work ... for about 10 seconds.

From then on it's a war between us and the cats. We set it up, they tear it down. We set it up (again), they tear it down (again). Throught the rest of the Christmas season, we go back and forth and forth and back. We've yelled at them, swatted them, we've even used a water bottle to spray them, but the cats always win. It's frustrating, but 'tis the season of the Catmas Tree.