Tree Day

We put the Christmas Tree up Saturday.  It's always a nice day.  Fire in the fireplace.  Music.  This year, instead of carols, we listened to the broadcast of Falstaff.  It was lovely.

It's a mark of how Maddie has aged, though.  When she was younger, she was always involved in the decoration.  We often had to remove her from the ornament boxes.  We still tie our ornaments on with curling ribbon so that she doesn't bat them off.  Nowadays, though, she dislikes the commotion and disruption of her everyday life.  Her attitude seems to be...

Meh.  it's a tree.  Let me know when you have water in the stand, k?

She seems most content to crash in the study while we do the work.  She likes to kibbitz, though.

You're doing it wrong.  Move that angel to the left.  YOUR OTHER LEFT!!

Once we're done, she does like to take the credit.

See what I did?!?  Isn't my tree lovely?!?  I did all that.  Hard, hard work, too!

And then she does the usual cat-thing.

Yeah.  I know that you can't really see her under there.  That's the trouble with having a glorified point and shoot...either it's too dark or you have to deal with...

As God is my witness, if you flash that light and harsh my vibe again, this tree is going somewhere that you won't soon forget.  Understood?

...the vibe-harshing, glarey flash.

Anyway, the tree is up and Maddie seems to be enjoying it immensely.  Which is the reason to have a tree.

 

Comments

[Shaggy and Scout]

She's a great snoopervisor, even if she is getting a bit cranky as she ages. "Harsh my vibe" never heard that saying before...is it regional? "Your other left!"....I DO hear that one quite often however!
Enjoy the tree Maddie, you worked hard overseeing the festivities. Under the tree is the perfect Kitty Cave.