This morning I decided to dig back into boxes I’d already packed away and create another 2021 Christmas vignette.
I was just in the mood to put out a little more holiday cheer.
Now you knew I’d have to bring some red out at some point before Christmas, didn’t you?
My home is a mess with things all over the place. And overnight Gracie has turned into some sort of hellcat. She’s fearless and into everything.
Anyway, let me show you what I did before Gracie knocks it all down.
Gracie Acting Crazy:
Gracie has tried her dead level best to pull all the greenery out of the vintage box and dough bowl.
I’d forgotten about a dining chair I put fairly close to the Christmas tree to sit down for a few photos. I got pretty worn out digging through boxes in the closet I thought I’d never re-open until I moved.
Gracie snuck up on that chair and before I knew it she’d reached over and pulled all that white netting I had around the tree.
The Faux Snow Got Swept To The Floor:
There went my “faux snow”. I was screeching at her because I was afraid she’d pull the whole galvanized tub over like she did with the TV last week.
I’ve wondered sometimes if Gracie is hard of hearing. She doesn’t seem to react when I say her name or call out to her.
It’s either that or she’s just stubborn and is paying me no heed.
I might as well have been screeching at the wall.
Framed Photo Stack In Imminent Danger:
In a bit, I’ve got to put some framed photos into a box. They’re stacked up on the coffee table.
And Gracie has already run across that stack once this morning that I know of. All I need right now is a bunch of broken glass frames all over the floor.
I’ve just never seen her act like this.
Kittens Can Be Downright Wild:
But then she’s around six months old, and I can tell you around this age Ivy gave me a run for my money. Back then I had hair and nearly pulled it all out.
Well, I guess I’d better get to work. I haven’t heard Gracie in a while and that doesn’t bode well for the boxes and stacks of stuff all over the place.
Ivy, at three years of age, is quiet and peaceful on top of her cat tower being good.
But a while ago she was hissing and spitting at Gracie. It sounded like a hose turned on with no one holding onto it jerking around the ground like a snake.
Ivy’s Hissing Fits:
Ivy really turns the volume up on her hissing fits.
Sometimes I don’t know if I’m coming or I’m going, as my Granny used to say. Or if I’ll manage to get there in one piece when I do figure out where I’m going.