Whether or not you celebrate Christmas on 25th December or on 7th January and New Year on 31 December or Chinese New Year (I don’t know the date), or you don’t celebrate anything religious, there is probably a time in your house when something is happening. Something is celebrated and things aren’t like they are rest of the year. Decorations come up, people are coming and going, there is more action and stuff going on than regular… And our pets get in the middle of all this. 😀
My cat is my only pet so far that I really had. Others were more like neighborhood pets when we kids would take care of some stray cat. Kiki was my first experience with cats + Christmas tree. Hahaha… Well. Lets just say we get presents, Kiki gets the big ass tree in the living room. 😀
First few years disasters were inevitable. She was playing with ornaments, getting them to fall of, crash few of the balls who left behind that sad silver magic dust of dead Christmas ball… One year she even knocked down the entire tree! 😀 I don’t know how she did it… But last few years she is showing more interest for the tree itself than the decorations. She had realized that we can’t reach her when she is under the tree so she goes there and munch on it, chewing…well…everything. Us yelling and shoo-ing her away doesn’t do much, she does it anyway when we go to sleep. Like a Santa. A hungry vegetarian Santa who munches on Christmas trees. Now that is a start of a horror movie.
Anyhowdilywho… She is more chill with the whole Christmas season. Except – The New Year’s Eve.
We live in a place where people…how do I say it so it doesn’t sound wrong… Like to shoot things. Fireworks. Firecrackers. Firecrackers in a bottle. Rockets. Anything. As long as it’s loud, we do it. I am saying “we” for the sake of the story I don’t do it. I don’t have the time! I have to watch all the fireworks going on 😀
Do not be mistaken – we have an official fireworks going on somewhere in the central square, but we have like thousands of mini fireworks all over the town to gaze upon when the clock hits midnight. For me, that is the best part of New Year’s Eve. For my cat, you guessed right, the worst.
So, we have to take pills from the vet and drug her two times that day so she is a bit sleepy and calmer, otherwise she is hysterical, meowing, panicking and pooping all over the house. It may seem funny but I feel so sorry for her when I see her in such fear. Also, a lot of pets run away, they get scared of the noise. 😦 That is why I am all up for forbidding all the stupid shooting.
I have recently heard about the term “cute aggression” when something is so cute that you just wanna hold it…. a bit to tightly. Hahahahaha… Good thing my cat is alive today because she was the cutest kitten ever! Ok, maybe not ever, but look at that. She can barely stand without falling. And so fluffy. And soft and look at that white chin. Ahhhh *Cute aggression*
Since I am planning to participate in much more Michelle’s Pet Challenges I have to cut down the excitement and choose one photo at a time. 😀
I love my cat. Anyone who says that animals don’t have personalities is a filthy liar. Or maybe a clean one, if he/she washes itself. But that’s not the point! Point is that the animals we have and share our lives with for years really do get treated like a member of a family. When we are planning something, it’s like, ok, what about Kiki… Like she would have an opinion. And when she isn’t feeling well, everyone starts to worry…Did she ate? What did she ate? Did she drink water? Did she ate something she shouldn’t? (Mostly the case.) And we get all invested in her health while she just an hour later goes in her litter box and shits the biggest shit. And all is well in the world while she happy runs through rooms, sliding on wooden floor like a pro.
I have seen her imitate us, humans. It’s hilarious. She doesn’t know she is doing something special, usually she isn’t even aware of the funny she is. She is a very smart cat, she knows meaning of key words, even sentences, and sneaky also! She will pretend she has to go out coz she knows we won’t ignore it, then run for the kitchen. Funny? Imagine waking up to this billionth time. When I was teaching her to open the door for herself I had to stop because she was actually picking on it. Imagine how would it be if I had to lock the doors because she is bored? 😀
But at the same time, she is such a stupid cat. A “I will make you laugh at me” stupid cat. She gets surprised and scared by the most ridiculous things and stares in my sister until she creeps her out, moving only when she is not looking.