“Glittering tinsel, lights, glass balls, and candy canes dangle from pine trees.”

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the strikingly blue sky. I could see it out the window beside the couch where I sleep. I stayed there, on the couch, a little while just looking at that beautiful sky but then I got up to take Gracie outside.

It is a windy, warmish day. The temperature will hover around 50˚ but will fall to the 30’s tonight which makes me suspect winter is reminding us he is waiting in the wings. My house feels cold though it is at the usual daytime temperature. Maybe I just need another cup of coffee.

Last night I shopped some more on line. I know I haven’t finished buying for everyone on my list but my list is incomplete. Uncatalogued bags and boxes still sit on the guest room bed. Last year, before the list was complete, I bought two or three presents for a few people so I saved them until this year. They’re at the bottom of the pile. I don’t remember what they are.

My cat is too old, at 18, to care about a Christmas tree and its ornaments, but my cats from long ago loved batting the ornaments, especially the colorful glass balls. I learned to leave the bottom third of the tree bare of ornaments and later also bare of garlands which attracted the cat but for pulling not swatting. A couple of my cats even honed their climbing skills on the trunk. I can remember looking at the tree and seeing a cat’s face looking out at me from near the top. The older cats slept on the tree skirt under the lights which kept them warm. Only one of my dogs liked the tree. That was Shauna who stood by the tree eating the corn kernels from the popcorn-cranberry garland I had made. She pulled the tree down one year. That was the last tree with the popcorn. I stopped putting icicles on my tree after I caught one cat eating them. That was the year the litter box seemed decorated with all the silver icicle strands glinting from the cat poop. I stopped putting ribbons on gifts, mine or my sisters’. The cats, always the cats, chewed the bows and the ribbons, more cat box decorations. The last few years none of the animals have touched the tree. Gracie sniffs it. Maddie ignores it. But despite their lack of interest, I will decorate with them in mind. I really like the tree without icicles, and I bought a realistic looking popcorn and cranberry garland. I found wonderfully colored wrapping paper which could use ribbons but doesn’t need them. I know my Christmas was nonetheless though the animals were always a bit disappointed. .

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6 Comments on ““Glittering tinsel, lights, glass balls, and candy canes dangle from pine trees.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    I stopped having a tree because of Orvar, a tree was a tree no matter where it stood and he peed on trees 🙂 🙂 He killed a few in my garden and I just couldn’t get him to understand that a tree indoors is not for peeing 🙂 🙂 None of the dogs living here now even looks at trees outside so I might be able to have a real one indoors again.

    It has been a grey and chilly day here and the winds sounds as if they are getting stronger again. They say it will be very windy tomorrow but I won’t notice much of it because I’m going back to work again 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      Your tree experience is worse than any of mine. Luckily I have had squatting dogs, not leg lifters. I do love the aroma of tree and would have hated not having one though I might have tried a table top.

      I felt cold all day although it wasn’t any colder than it has been. Taking Gracie out didn’t help much either.I’m going to wrap the afghan around me.

      Have a great evening!

  2. Bob Says:

    We can never have cats because my spouse is deathly allergic to cats. Dogs on the other hand are just fine. Never having a Christmas tree I wouldn’t know if our dogs were smart enough to pee on them. 🙂

    The holiday shopping seems to be going along gang busters according to the news which will help the economy of China. I didn’t do much this weekend except read articles about the world situation and how great e everything is under 45. 🙁 If you believe that myth then I have a bridge in Brooklyn I will sell you cheap. 🙂 I’m most concerned about what kind of world we are leaving our kids. Luckily I get to return to work tomorrow and keep myself busy.

    Another beautiful day with clear skies and a temperature of 70F degrees.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I used to be allergic to cats and dogs but years of shots eliminated any allergies. Now I don’t hate the coming of spring. I haven’t ever had a dog who used the tree for a special pee spot.

      I watched the Pats this afternoon and didn’t eat watch MSNBC so I have no idea what’s going on. The last thing I want is hearing about Trump and ruining my weekend. The way Trump is going I too lament the future. I don’t want kids today thinking his brand of prejudice and his lack of empathy are the ways we should live.

      I am still chilly.

      • flyboybob Says:

        I once asked the question to my respiratory therapist wife why she never had gone to an allergist and taken allergy shots. Because I can’t afford to go through a divorce and wind up living in a refrigerator carton at the end of the block, I don’t ask the question again. 🙂

        Here’s a good read on populism and the Republican Party. It’s an interesting but sad commentary on contemporary America. Or, maybe the wider Western World should be included.

        https://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2017/10/nobodys-in-control/541650/

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        I don’t know why I waited so long to get the shots as it is a joy not to dread spring and summer.

        The quick rising parties such as the Tea Party were here but are mostly gone. Something else then pops up and the party is chasing after the newest stars of the party. Trump perplexes them and he has no idea what is traditional for his party.


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