This old photo is hilariously frightening, but it's actually very close to how the music box looks. Kind of creepy, now that I think about it. |
The Siamese kitten hates it.
Because the satellite box is her domain. She practically lives on it, especially when the weather turns cold. She'll curl up and sleep on that box for hours on end.
Except now there's a largish Christmas decoration where her furry rump usually goes. This was NOT my idea, for the record. In fact, I specifically said we couldn't put anything on the satellite box because it would put the Siamese kitten's nose out of joint.
Simulated angry Siamese. |
Christmas turf wars are a bitch.
But this I like. |
And it worked. BelSpouse caved in and let Precocious Daughter remove the music box. At which point the Siamese kitten magically unfolded and expanded, like one of those little capsule sponges you put in water and it turns into a really subpar approximation of a dinosaur. Exept she turned into a full-size cat who for looks for all intents and purposes like a kitty who climbed on top of the TV credenza, stretched out, and died with a smile on her face.
It looks very balanced. And it's entirely possible she won't move until after New Year's, so she's serving the same purpose as a decoration.
And of course, it could be much, much worse for her.
Meowy Christmas. :)
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