It's the first Christmas for the tiny elephants. It has been interesting to say the least. Between their unhealthy interest in imitation trees, their need to chase toes during 3 am bathroom runs and the "miracle" of catnip given at 6 am, this year has been a year of watchfulness, constant alertness and pain. But oh so entertaining.
I have learned that when you shut kittens in a bedroom, all it does is delay the chaos and that 30 seconds after freeing them they will become furry lightning bolts pelting around a room at Mach 8. Not good for that statue of Santa. Or the mug of coffee. Or the food on the table. It's good to know.
Merry Christmas to you and yours. I'd love to let you see a picture of the restrained chaos but I was too busy retrieving a kitten from the tree to take one.
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