Lyn Asks the December Question

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Now for Decembers question. I hope you aren’t bored by the saga of my two little kitty brothers, but they have definitely impacted our Christmas plans. I told my husband we don’t dare have a Christmas tree this year. They are climbers! Fortunately I have a small ceramic tree that lights up and that will have to do this Christmas. When I was a child, one of our cats decided that when the house was quiet and we were all asleep it was his chance—

TO CLIMB THE CHRISTMAS TREE. 

He did it three nights in a row, tumbling the tree and crashing all the glass ornaments. The next morning my mother twisted a cup hook into the wall and tied a slender rope which she secured to the cuphook and the tree trunk. Problem solved; the cat continued to climb the tree but without incident. I don’t think this would work with our little boys since they would want to tear every ornament off and chew it around, chase it, throw it in the air and lose it. So do you have a pet Christmas story,? Please share yours. I will choose a few commenters and offer them a free ebook. I love animal stories!-Lyn

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Published on November 05, 2022 14:03
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message 1: by Helen (new)

Helen We had a cat for 17 years, and he was generally a very good cat. But when the Christmas tree was up, and he was in his evening "witching hour," he would amble up under the tree, pretending he was minding his own business. My parents would tell him "No," and he would hear them, but then he'd suddenly lay back his ears, make a lightning swipe at an ornament, and bolt for cover. He never climbed the tree (it was artificial), but he couldn't resist temptation, even in front of witnesses.


message 2: by Lyn (new)

Lyn Helen wrote: "We had a cat for 17 years, and he was generally a very good cat. But when the Christmas tree was up, and he was in his evening "witching hour," he would amble up under the tree, pretending he was m..."

Too funny! That's a cat for you!


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