Here's a heart-warming story for the Christmas season. Although the Christmas aspect might be little more than incidental, it still counts. After all, everything right now is about Christmas here.
I heard a scraping sound while I sat a lunch yesterday. I looked up and saw the cat -- Ayanna, the new cat, who obviously doesn't know any better -- had gotten behind a box I had on the counter, had her head down and was pushing my new 3-tier serving tray
with her head across the counter, from the back, toward the edge. I yelled out "No!" and lunged for it. Of course I was in the dining area, so it took a moment to get there. However, I made it just as a third of it was hanging over the floor. Did you see in the picture how the glass plates are on top of the box? Because I'm a moron.
Thankfully I caught it in time and no dishes or cats were harmed in the making of this post.
The conclusion to the story goes like this: after shooing her off the counter and grabbing the box and dishes, I saw Ayanna race over to the tree, fling herself at it like a mad Christmas monkey and start playing hockey with the ornaments.
She's really a gremlin, deep down in her heart.
I blame myself for feeding her after midnight.
And water! Never sprinkle them with water. =>
ReplyDeleteWell, god forbid if you get her wet! They multiply you know...
ReplyDeleteSo, cats are like kids? Feed them and they go off on a sugar high?
ReplyDeleteI'll never forget the time our cats knocked down our Christmas tree (real one)...I'm assuming one of them climbed it. Many broken ornaments...I was not a happy camper that day!
ReplyDeleteWendy
Just...don't let her get wet! That's one mischievous critter!
ReplyDeleteShe may be a gemelin but she is too stinking cute.
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