Awww the cats...it used to be that you had to worry about the kids getting up early and get into their stockings and gifts before the parents are up, now it's the cats you have to worry about. As one of the little ones came for his daily morning cuddle on the bed, I was wondering where he had been, since his face was covered with all kinds of tiny little dust particles. When I finally came downstairs I saw where he had been, I guess nobody had told the cats that we don't start unwrapping or snooping until everybody else is up. Their stocking was emptied out and their treats and toys were all over the place, since the toys were still attach to their packaging they had to rip at them to get them out, and ripping they did. There was catnip all over the floor and pieces of toys throughout the living room.
So I guess they had a good time during the night.Seems like just like last year that Christmas was more for the cats than the kids. Patiently three of five waited until all their things were unwrapped and then had more fun with the other things around the tree.
Daisy like always enjoyed making her little tent out of wrapping paper and defended it viciously when someone came to close or wanted a turn of trying it out.
Then the New Years Day tragedy struck, some time in the night and we spent most of the time on the phone talking and trying to deal with it. Since then my smiles had left my face for sure and it was hard to go on with your days as usual. The mood was at such a low and there was an uncomfortable silence between all of us, nobody wanted to talk about it and it was a hard day to go back to work. It was hard to have a good birthday four days later, when your inside felt like dying. I must say however that I got so many emails and birthday wishes that I had a few smiles on my face that day, even if they were short lived.