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The Christmas Tree, a Spray Bottle of Water, the Halloween Cat, and Me.

 Our tree has been up for several weeks. Not decorated, just up. It was delivered to my  granddaughter’s house, so when she and her husband brought it over, he unpacked it and assembled it.

I absolutely LOVE Christmas trees - that are decorated by someone else! How my daughter and her daughter managed to get all that “stuff” on their trees without needing a vacation, I’ll never understand. By the time I had hung a couple of balls, I was ready for it to be over, and I sat down! I couldn’t begin to imagine how long it must have taken them to decorate their trees.

I’m just not creative. Yes, I can write, and that takes some creativity, but how do these people make their trees look like they’re in Fairy Land?? Just beautiful, and not one space to put another thing. (And don’t they get tired?)

Anyway, I digress. I knew putting anything on my tree was going to be an adventure because of the “creature” in my heading.

The tree is behind a Love Seat in front of one of the French Doors. It wasn’t quite far enough away so that she couldn’t reach it, so I skipped the branches in that area of the tree, and I skipped the low branches, and I didn’t hang any ornaments too low that were long and within her reach. And that didn’t matter one bit to her.



What’s that old saying, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way!”

As it turned out, she quickly learned if she could grab a branch, she could probably get the ornament.

Thank goodness, everything I bought was shatterproof. She got to the point; she didn’t seem to mind me spraying her, and it didn’t work, anyway. She’d stop, sit down, and bathe herself!

At first, I had a vision of how beautiful my tree would be when it was finished. I was even thinking about going and buying more ornaments. And then came reality. The bottom branches were bare, and the side of the tree by the Love Seat was bare, and she had managed to get a few more off.

My house is decorated - there are red and gold balls rolling everywhere.




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