Outsmarted by the Cats

Every year we buy a live tree and set it up in the family room. Every year, we lose ornaments to the attention of the cats.

This last year we added 2 new fluffy members to the family and feared for the tree.

Although the base is large, we tied the top to the curtain rod, hoping this would prevent another fainting incident like last year.

We also decided to not risk anymore ornaments so we purchased a large pack of unbreakable ornaments. My children dutifully hung them, while reminiscing about the ‘real’ ornaments.

It’s just for one year. Just until the kittens understand the new tree is not for climbing on.

I think word has spread. The cats aren’t playing with the unbreakable ornaments. They aren’t lying under the tree and batting aside the ornaments.

I think they’re just teasing me. That the moment I hang a glass or heirloom ornament, they’ll go nuts and break everything. I’m not giving in. I’m not hanging my precious ornaments. They can have the unbreakable ones.

We’ll see who blinks first.

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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2 Responses to Outsmarted by the Cats

  1. Ha ha, yes I remember coming home to a tree that ‘just fainted’ and not a cat in sight. A bit like coming home to a puddle under the tree and the dog saying “What? It’s a tree!”

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