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Holiday Stuff
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But she did have some weird habits, like her fixation with water.
And she destroyed one of my favorite toys.
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In any case, the humans packed her up in the cat carrier one day and carted her off. The only one around here who really missed her all that much - other than the humans - was the dog. |
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According to my human, the cat found a home just in time! She kept saying, "Now I can put up the tree! There was no way I could have put up a tree with her around!" The whole tree thing kind of confused me. I wondered if that meant she was going to get us another cat tree like she did last Christmas. It was even more confusing when she went to the closet and pulled out this "tree." It wasn't a tree at all - it was a big box that Binga immediately had to check out. |
Then my human began pulling all sorts of other, smaller boxes out of this big box. They were filled with fake, brushy branches. I took a bite out of one, but it wasn't very tasty.
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So here were these branches all over the floor. My human started putting them together and it began making sense, in a weird way.
Eventually she moved the fake tree to the room where the cat tree is. The cat tree was moved to a different corner of the room to make room for the fake tree.
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Then my human brought out a big can that appeared to be full of cat toys. But, much to our disappointment, they weren't meant for us at all - she hung every last one of them on this fake tree. What a gyp. Even worse, she hung the dullest, most boring ornaments on the bottom, at our eye level. We weren't even compelled to bat at them.
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Although my human gets excited about it, I am not a big fan of the holiday season. There's just not much in it for cats. For example, my human and her boyfriend got a big basket of goodies from his older brother and his family. But it was all fruit and cookies and chocolate and other unappetizing items. There was not one ounce of meat or tuna in that huge basket! |
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And then there's the stupid modeling thing. My human tried getting me to pose with a fake poinsettia in my collar. (At least she was smart enough not to try it with a real poinsettia - they're poisonous to cats.) I really didn't want to wear this thing. I did everything I could to ruin every last shot.
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Unfortunately she managed to sneak in a good photo.
Luckily things got better around Christmas.
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