Well, the tree is decorated…
I’m not sure if you remember their back story when I rescued them. They had been abandoned in a filthy, run down apartment. The workmen were trying to find homes for them before turning them over to the Humane Society. There were seven kittens under the age of 6 weeks, I could only handle two more at the time as I already had four cats.
So fast forward a few weeks I had two little red puffballs with an extreme overabundance of energy. They were being kept in the music/computer room with Billie Holiday who had adopted them. Billie was exhausted, cords were being chewed, music cases being scratched as utter kitten mayhem was happening. They had wiffle balls in their room and loved them, I’m not sure why I put them in the bath tub with one but was so glad that I did. After chasing it for a few minutes they would sleep for hours.
The last house we were in they stayed mostly on the first two levels where there were no bath tubs, only two on the third level. so they never had a chance to put a wiffle ball in a tub until this new move. When I took the wiffle balls out, Bird must have had a memory of doing it as a kitten because he took it straight up to the tub and Dizzy was right behind him. They’re five now so that’s impressive for a cat memory.The looks of “Thanks mum!, look mum!” on their faces was evident. They have to wait for the tub to dry after our showers then they are playing in it 2-3 times a day now.
I’ll try and get a video of them playing with it now and hunt down the video I have of them playing in it as kittens for a comparison.
Let the games begin!
I’ll put $5 on the cat.
I just throw a ping pong ball in the tub. No takers these days but my late coon would spend hours in there pinging them around. And my huge late black kitty also loved tub ball. He would even walk around the house, a ping pong ball in his huge mouth. Made him look like he wore a big smile.
Lol, so you know what I speak of, it’s like a race track with banks.
We had ping pong and golf balls too, they prefer the wiffle balls because they can hook their teeth in them to carry them easier.
“This tree gets better and better. Mom can it always be Christmas???”
Ack. Like the Joker?
My blessed little girl Diva loved to play with the plastic pull rings off milk jugs and the like. She would walk around the house with them in her mouth so that they went over her nose - she looked like she had a pig nose. She was hilarious. I sure miss her and her little naughty sparkle in her eyes.
Honestly the first few years we had our cats (4 in total) we just left our tree with just lights and they never had an issue with it. No climbing from any of them. Now we are able to decorate and while they are very interested, they just like to lay underneath and stare at it!
So far the tree has remained standing. The cats have lost some of their initialy obsession over it, though I still find an ornament or two on the ground every day. We strategically decorated so the only ornaments on the lower half of the tree are the totally unbreakable type. Anything that could potentially be damaged was put up high, and anything truly breakable was kept in the box this year.
Having a memory inspired by this thread. When I was a little kid, I thought it was curious that other Christmas trees I saw had decorations and lights from top to bottom, while ours only had ornaments at the top 20% or so. Way up there. The lights went from the top down to probably 2.5 to 3 ft off the ground. Just branches below that. Through the window from the outside, this wasn’t that obvious, it looked like a lighted tree in the window.
It wasn’t until a couple of decades plus when I registered a return to the same style of decoration, once toddler grandchildren were on the ground. Then I knew.
My dad was very practically minded. Back in the day there were 2 cats, 2 dogs and 4 young children, all infused with highly energetic oppositional personalities (it seems in hindsight) – he just steered around the potential catastrophe.