Christmas Snow

“Cats teach us how to enjoy life. They savor every moment, from the warm sun on their backs to the joy of a well-played pounce.” – Anonymous Snow stopped rubbing against my leg to get attention when he became curious about Christmas tree lights tangled all over the floor to the point of contention. I saw him begin nibbling the bulbs, taking little bites, so I shooed him away in a moment of apprehension, afraid that he might break one. Oh, the hypertension! That lasted all of thirty seconds, and Snow was back, crouched in hunt mode, his eyes locked on a string. I saw him tense, creeping closer, ready for the attack. He chattered and launched himself like a coiled spring, landing in strings and ran as if he was on a racetrack. I reached for my camera. It was moment for my Kodak! Instead of being frightened, he was perfectly content to walk around, wrapped in lights from head to toe, so, I let him prance like that for a while without dissent. But when I tried to take them off, I got a hiss from Snow letting me know that giving them up was not his intent. It became a problem that I had to cleverly circumvent. I thought that turning on the lights I'd already strung might change his mind and fill Snow with a bit of fright so, I busied myself with ornaments and stockings hung, then found him cozied up beneath the tree. What a sight! He was licking each brightly colored globe with his tongue. That string still tightly wound around him, they were flung. I didn't have the heart to take away his brand new toy. While soothing him with my voice, I plugged him in, standing by in case he was scared, but not my lil' boy. Here's the photo and I swear, Snow is wearing a grin. He's asleep before the hearth, on a pillow of corduroy. A memory to treasure on this Christmas filled with joy. When I placed a golden star atop my Christmas tree I heard the faint mewing from beside the fireplace. Snow's big blue eyes were open wide as if in plea. I just couldn't stand the sad look upon my kitty's face and put a star on his head, then got a holder for a battery so his lights could move with him. Now, he's purring at me.