Deer in Headlights

I've been wanting to blog for some time now, & over Thanksgiving my sons set me up. They took about 5 seconds to come up with a somewhat unflattering title for me. Since that time I have been wondering what I should write about. Yesterday I received an IM from one of my sons asking if I was ever going to blog, & I realized that I have been (ahem) a deer in headlights.

So here goes . . .
My kittens Tigger & Trevor never cease to amaze & perplex me. Last year I spent several hours putting up a Christmas tree only to come home & find it toppled on the floor with ornaments everywhere. Even after I got the tree back up the kittens would remove several ornaments everyday & take them to various locations in the house. It became a kitty version of hide & seek. This year I approached this task with trepidation & hung all the breakable ornaments near the top. Trevor chased the strings of lights as I was winding them around the tree. Tigger hopped in and out of the storage box to bat the ornaments about. Finally the tree is perfect, but I have a sinking feeling that this perfection will be very short lived. Oddly enough it's been three days, & the tree is still intact. Not a single ornament has been removed. Tigger spends most of his time sleeping beneath the tree as if he were in the great outdoors. However, I was beginning to think that Trevor may have the kitty flu or something since it is very out of character for him to leave anything alone. Last night the mystery was solved as I watched a quivering tree. Trevor has approached the tree by climbing up through the inside & batting at the ornaments making the dismantling of the tree a bit more challenging. So the kittens have me right where they want me . . . watching & waiting for the first ornament to drop!