Oh boy, now I remember what I like about the Christmas season…a whole big tree full of toys! MOL! The Dad used to say that toes are not toys, now he has been saying the tree is not a toy. Poor Dad, he must be confused, and I do wish he’d make up his mind. I wonder why there are only plastic unbreakable toys hanging down here. Hmmmmmm.
I’m actually pretty good with the tree. Okay, I’m actually pretty good with the tree most of the time. Alright, I’m actually pretty good with the tree some of the time. I did find out one thing, Brother Brian is pretty defensive about the tree and if I’m messing with it he comes and chases me out from under it. He’s not much fun, he just lays under here and sleeps, and so does Sister Dolly, and sometimes Sister Zoe too. Sister Seal likes to look at the tree but she doesn’t seem to want to mess with the toys. I’ll have to show here how much fun it is.
Really though, I learned pretty quick that nobody seems to stop me from messing with the tree in the middle of the night. The Mom has some big white poinsettia leaves tucked into the tree branches and I try my best to help by removing some of them during the night. She seems to like putting them back so I’m glad my helping makes her happy.
Have a fun Tuesday everyone, see you soon. Remember, adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! More Forever Homes More Often! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!