My cats are worse than two little kids as far as snooping at Christmas time.
Yes, I buy our two cats a Christmas present every year. They both have stockings that hang on the mantle with the rest of the family stockings. This year, they’re each getting a new ceramic food bowl, and a bag of Temptation cat treats and some fresh organic catnip in those stockings. I also ordered them this.
They love, love, love, track toys.
They already have this toy which is a favorite.
And this toy.
They play with these every single day. Every. Single. Day.
So I knew for Christmas, I was getting them another track toy. Indoor cats need lots of enrichment and so I put these toys in different rooms. I found the figure eight track on Amazon and I ordered it. I like that it can be snapped into different patterns. It was delivered several days ago.
I’m done with my shopping but have yet to wrap any presents. Every gift I’ve bought now sits on my dining room table. You can’t see the top of my table for all the sacks. The larger Christmas gifts I’ve purchased sit on the living room floor, including the blue cat track toy. It’s in a box which sits inside another cardboard box.
I keep my cats out of the living room and dining room away from the gifts, but the other night, they managed to get a paw through a crack in the French doors and in they went. I was busy cooking dinner so was clueless that my little sneaks had gone exploring. I’m sure they were like two toddlers at Christmas time when they discovered all the new boxes and sacks. They’re partners in crime.
When I so rudely surprised them in the living room, they had discovered their new toy! They had opened the flaps of the cardboard box it was in and were perched on each side of that box, coveting its contents. I couldn’t believe it. “Y’ALL ARE WORSE THAN KIDS,” I told them. They looked at me with guilty pleasure at first, and then a look that said, “C’mon Mom, let’s play with it!” Believe me, they were excited!
It reminded me of a Christmas memory when I was a child in the early 70s. Our family had a German Shepherd named Baron. My dad dearly loved country ham and so my mother had purchased one for him, placed it in a thick cardboard box and gift wrapped it. She put a big shiny bow on the package and placed that country ham under the Christmas tree. Then she left to go to the Hair Salon. When she arrived back home a couple of hours later, Baron was laying under the Christmas tree, had chewed through the gift wrap and the cardboard box, and was in absolute heaven gnawing on one corner of that country ham! Thankfully my mother had caught him just as he had started feasting. My mother always said that the dog had a smile on his face when she walked in on him eating that ham.
Do your four-legged friends snoop at Christmas time? Has your cat ever climbed the Christmas tree? Have your pets ever opened any presents? Please feel free to share any Christmas pet stories in the comments below.