Mother bought an artificial Christmas tree many years ago, tired of fighting the yearly mess. (And the predictable attack of severe allergies.) Eventually she gave up on the artificial tree, too. She replaced it with a small ceramic tree, which fit on the table and was easy to put away when Christmas was over. All of this means that Vanna, who is thirteen years old, has never seen a real Christmas tree. Until last night…
Her housemates are accustomed to our mysterious mid-December decor, but that doesn’t mean they are immune to the tree’s allure.
This year’s tree seems to have earned the approval of all three cats. It survived the rigors of feline inspection and is, for the moment, their favorite spot in the house.
Yes, Vanna, there is a Santa Claus . . .
🙂
I have an artificial one which the cats won’t leave alone, either! They play with the decorations, chew the needles (yes, the plastic ones) and one of them even attempted to climb up inside it. So no more tree for us. 😦
Vanna’s brothers (the Pirate Cats) had never seen a tree, either. When my brother and sister-in-law brought out their artificial tree, the boys behaved so badly that the tree had to be moved into a closed-off room.
We haven’t decorated our tree yet, so Vanna hasn’t been introduced to ornaments. It will be interesting to see how she reacts…
Ohhhh. How adorable. I’m glad they all agree!
All so sweet … a great Christmas Story, Rae. Thanks for sharing.
Ah, the ole ‘tree alure’! Another sweet post, Rae.
Thanks! 🙂