The last several months have been way too exciting! I was extremely late putting up my Christmas decorations. I followed a formula I have used before when there are kittens in the house and decked the living room tree with fall leaf and berry garlands and some pretty gilded leaves. This combination has never resulted in breakage of anything, until this year with Clara and McDuff in the house.
It all started when my nephew really wanted a calico kitten. In July, one happened to be born in the barn. Clara was beautiful and long-haired, too. She seemed just perfect! She had a long-haired brother, a gorgeous gray and white kitten! I brought him in, too, to keep her company. Oh, what a bad idea!
They were the two fastest growing kittens on the planet!! By the time they were 6 months old, they had outgrown my biggest house cat. They were HUGE! And they loved the Christmas tree! They not only climbed the tree but they tore off the garlands and chewed up the artificial bittersweet berries. This wasn’t once or twice but several times a day!
The mornings began with them leaping out of the tree from its 8′ top. They were both so heavy that they bent the branches. Trying to pull the kittens out only resulted in more damage to the tree and the garlands. I finally took everything off, thinking I would just enjoy the lights but that was doomed.
The lights became the next thing to catch their interest. They found some way of pulling them down from the top of the tree and collecting them all on the bottom branches. This was followed by wearing the light strings like harnesses as they pulled away from the tree and watched it teeter back and forth. It soon became apparent that neither the garlands, the tree, or the lights would survive Christmas, perhaps the cats, themselves, were in danger!
When the tree skidded into the middle of the doorway. The lights came off! Their spree was over! But the climb to the top of the tree and the leaps to the ground had not ended. The trouble is that I needed help to take the tree apart and put it in storage upstairs where the furry little monsters couldn’t get at it.
They then moved on to extracting all the individual bags that kept the nativity figures cushioned in two big boxes. They ate part of the boxes and shredded the bags, covering the floor with the paper and packaging.
All I can say is, I’m glad I didn’t put up my usual number of decorations. I might have lost my mind!! I’m just exhausted trying to keep up with the two of them! They are like toddlers and they never seem to get tired.