Rory’s first Christmas
When we just had Valentine, we bought some lovely vintage sixties glass baubles. Valentine never goes near the decorations. But when we got Rory as a kitten we decided we’d go with fake tree and cheap decorations in case he was different. Well – of course he was different. Anything shiny, dangly, sparkly – he’s on it, in it, chewing it.
So for several years we stuck with the fake and cheap and regularly shouting at Rory to stop chewing the lights.
This year, though, Steve had got sick of the fake and the cheap, the shouting and the kitten-proofing. So we bought a real tree in a pot, and against my better judgement put up the vintage sixties baubles.
So how’s it going? Well, apart from some interest the other morning when the decs were sparkling in the sun (he is obsessed with sparkles and reflections) he’s kept away. I don’t know if it’s the real tree – smells funny and is pointy – or if he’s grown up… Let’s see if we, and the tree, can make it through the holiday season though!
Oohh – what’s that shiny thing?
Oohh there’s another shiny thing up there…
The shiny things torment me.
Posin’
