Fat Cats and Red Birds

      So this past holiday season when we put our Christmas tree up, neither of our fat cats was in the least bit interested.  They lounged lazily on the back of the couch and watched us decorate as we danced around to my favorite Ray Coniff Christmas CD (ok, we danced around to Ray C for only a short time before he got outvoted and Amy Grant was voted in).  Anyway, the nonchalant cats seemed oblivious to what we were doing.  But sure enough, when we got out of bed the next morning, although the tree was still standing perfectly, there were bird feathers from a red cardinal ornament (thank God only an ornament!) spread throughout the house.    And on the stairs, regurgitated something or other with bits and pieces of scotch tape in it. 

      I guess I need to heed my own advice of the Christmas tree dangers article that I wrote just recently.

     And so the happy holiday season began!