So I calmed him down by keeping him still and warming him up.
Well, a few good cats who know him well, KNOW what they are doing.
When we got THIS look in his eyes, we knew we had
So he went right to werk! Said:
"OK, first the branches need spreading, he said
just have to be spread and that's not much werk,
I will spread them now, so to not be a Jerk.
Its just TIME he sniffed. with a finger to nose.
The order to do, instructions say those
Evry branch must be bent and there isn't much time.
There's likely a pattern he stated and claimed,
As he studied the warp and the woof of the tree.
Aha, I have found it, he shouted to we.
One left, and right, down, and then up, he decreed
Its a pattern that lets a smooth werk flow to go!
And as he began settling down to his werk,
The base, Part One was suddenly done.
And suddenly Part Two was begun and then done!
He went to Part Three, the highest of tree
And suddenly there before was a tree for we.
Was something that WE considered a TREE!
Ok, not much smell of a real tree to US
But appearances count, and we're telling you all
That we are OK with all that on this one Soltice Day .
The Big Thing and We have decided this day,
We will alternate fake and real Holiday Trees.
There are nice things to like of the real and the fake.
The real trees smell woodsy, and we get some boughs
From a real tree this year while TBT dont water.
And next year a real tree while the relaxes.
And the moral of this story is, we really can abide
Adjustments to our expectations, for holiday to tide
Us over years to year, the difrences to hide."
Peace to all we say, and whatever makes you happy in this time of the darkest days and shortest nights. WE are happy because TBT reminds us that the days will be getting longer soon leading to Spring when we can go outside without feeling TOO cold again.
The tree IS decorated BTW. When TBT gets going, he doesn't stop. But those pictures are for tomorrow, The Solstice Day. And WE will do more when we open our prezzies on Christmas Day. Sometimes we do it Christmas Day, sometimes on the Solstice.
Love to all
Ayla, Iza, and Marley