Christmas threw up here. ...and here.
Day 44
I tried five spots for a Christmas tree in one day and the fifth spot wins--back in the box until these young cats are older. At least I have this wreath. It's frosted twigs with cute little pine cones and they can't get to it because it's outside.
Day 43
Update: Tree-sparkling Christmas scene in the morning--tree down, tree up, and foreshadowing for the future.
Day 42
There's something about a fiber-optic tree that mesmerizes them.
Day 41
It begins.
Day 40
There were humans who were not me in my house to paint my bedroom. Sasha was not pleased.
Day 39
Student shoes. Genius.