Saturday, December 16, 2017

The Tree is Trimmed/Not Trimmed/Trimmed (Again)

What with Mom's health, or lack of it, Christmas this year was already a bit different, but Kali is offering us challenges from another angle!

We finally got a tree, and, since I was suspicious that Kali might find a tree in the house a little... intriguing, Ed and Katie chose a little one, but it turns out even a small tree, with minimal ornamentation, offers plenty of scope for a naughty kitten's destructive impulses. Katie and Kali have now established a routine: every night Kali takes the ornaments off the tree and distributes them around the living room, and every day Katie hunts down the ornaments, like some off-season Easter egg hunt, and hangs them back on the tree. I know a little kitten who would get coal in her stocking if only I didn't know for sure she'd eat it and be ill all over the carpet!



 






And then there's my sweet Finn.

Not to mention my sweet Trav.

Here they are at the point in the game immediately Before Finn leapt on Travis and I had to come to the rescue. And you can see which one of them "won" the toy mouse (which is actually the cats', but that's what happens when Kali brings cat toys into Finn's area).




 Every dog has his day, but Finn's victory was short-lived. Katie happened across his Santa hat and Christmas sweater! He even took his walk today in his Christmas sweater (though not the hat). What a lucky dog!


And here Mom and I are, finishing the last chapter of "Understood Betsy." Next up, Tolkien's "Father Christmas Letters."

Oh, and a little while back we got some snow! Here's Finny, finding snowflakes on the nose a surprising thing.




Also, Kali helping me with the baking...

And here we are opening the wonderful Box of Christmas Delights which my dear college roommate had made a much anticipated holiday tradition!




So much fun, delicious stuff!

And this is not related to holiday cheer, but we are hoping that it will make Mommy more cheerful, which would make us all happier. This is a picture of the radiation machine that is giving Mom her doses of palliative radiation. Daddy and I looked at it and both immediately thought "Kitchen Aid." Which does give the process a rather homier feel than it might otherwise have, don't you think?


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