Sunday seasonal

This afternoon I’ll be going to a Christmas concert that I’ve been looking forward to for months with friends Sandra and Sarah. I know it will really put me in the Christmas spirit.

Meet Ollie. He’s a handful (literally and figuratively) and sometimes sleeps under the couch if left alone for a few minutes.

Yesterday I spent a good part of my day at Sarah’s to meet my new fur-nephew Oliver (Ollie), a 10-week-old ball of fun (Charlie’s not so sure about this young’un, and hasn’t quite thawed toward him yet).

I haven’t put up a Christmas tree in years, but when I did and Luke was alive, he loved playing Godzilla with the tiny trees I put up (he’d bat at ornaments on the larger tree, but it was situated where he couldn’t easily get to it). Sarah did put up a couple last year, but hasn’t done it yet this year. And now that Ollie’s underfoot, I’m not sure she will.

Especially if she watches this video.

I put the larger tree on a small table next to a wall and a shelf so it was hard for Luke to get to, but I’d usually come home to find an ornament from the bottom of the tree on the floor. If I had put the tree on the floor, it would have been done for.

4 thoughts on “Sunday seasonal”

  1. Ollie looks a lot like my son’s cat. If he grows a longer coat, he’ll be a dead ringer. And boy can my family identify with that video. I imagine we’ve experienced everything that can happen between a cat and a Christmas tree.

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