My Cats and Christmas Tree

Mati and Lacy are frisky, feline critters With intense beaming eyes and white whiskers. We think our cats begin to Christmas plot When we carry in the first Christmas box; They plan ways to successfully intrude And conquer our beautiful tree filled room. Oh, those two cats and the dressed Christmas tree! Wanting just fun from cat calamity, We strive to relish their hilarity And not anxiety about our tree. I often think my cats only sated When they see us become aggravated. I soon found pawing proof under the tree Where one or both had ribbon pawing glee. Looking close, I spied loose black colored fur – Ah, the Mati – Daddy needs to scold her. And Mati, what debris is stuck on thee? Did you drag the manger straw to our tree? We thought the evening quiet, the cats still. Chilling, we watched a Christmas show until THUD – Lacy soars out of the Christmas tree And sheds tinsel everywhere as she flees. The tree topper wobbles, then falls and breaks. A pity, it was brand new and looked great. We consider spray water therapy But, she will hide until there’s harmony. Pondering what to place atop our tree, I point and say, “The tallest stem I see Is left of the painted pine cone and nut, Go find Lacy and I'll stick it up her ear. That'll make the tree quite merry, my dear.” December 2, 2015 / Shadow Hamilton / Christmas Tree Contest