The Tree

I am happy and proud to inform everyone of you out there that today, I found the perfect* Christmas tree. The tree was one of those you don't really think exist. You see them on television (e.g. when Mickey Mouse and Pluto gets their Christmas tree, and also the chipmunks Chip and Dale). You hear about this tree in rumors, I am sure, but never do you find them yourself. But I did! It reaches a bit over my head, so not too tall, but very very* compact and millions* of branches. And it doesn't have those evil stinging needles that make your arms and hands hurt, but instead quite broad ones that seriously are soft! I put on lethal* amounts of upbeat Christmas music to really get into the mood (e.g. Frosty the Snowman), and decorated the tree with lights, golden textile ribbon, and balls in golden and lilac. We also put out all of our Christmas gifts under it, and now the whole downstairs smells of spruce forest and hyacinth, i.e. Christmas.

And how lovely is my very own little cute Christmas cat. I put a red ribbon in a bow around his neck, which he totally and unexpectedly approved of. Then when he jumped up on my kitchen table, smelling all the flowers from last night's party, I just had to take pictures of him.

Now I am keeping my fingers crossed that the quadruple metal wiring holding the attaching the christmas tree to the wall, radiator and sofa will maintain the perfect Christmas tree in a continued vertical state, despite frequent cat attack.

* semi-exaggerated comment.