We have just taken delivery of our tree.
When we received it last year, the delivery gentleman turned out to be a Cat Man, much to Louis Catorze’s delight. This time it was a different gentleman but he was just as much a Cat Man as the previous one.
Delivery Gentleman: “Whereabouts would you like the tree?”
Me: “Just here, please.”
Catorze: “Mwah!”
DG: “Hello Puss!” [Strokes Catorze.]
Me: “He loves vistors. Especially men.”
Catorze: “MWAH!”
DG: “Aww, well I appreciate the love, Puss!” [More cuddles for Catorze, who is absolutely beside himself.]
Whilst I was decorating the tree, Catorze sat beside me, screaming and screaming. However, this made me work more quickly, and I think I managed to successfully do the job in the fastest time ever.
Now that the tree is decorated, we face the Herculean task of trying to persuade Catorze to pose with it for his Official Yuletide Portrait. This year he managed to produce one of his best Official Hallowe’en Portraits to date, so could this be a fortuitous year for portrait sittings? Or has he peaked in his capacity as subject matter?
The following attempts appear to indicate the latter:
We still have a few days until the winter solstice and, at a push, we could stretch it out to Christmas if we haven’t achieved our desired goal by the solstice. Let’s hope that the good spirits of the season will be on our side.
*EDIT: after all these years of never arsing around with the tree decorations, I found evidence of decoration arsery when I came downstairs the next morning. I hope this isn’t going to become a thing.
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