Last night we put up our Christmas tree. The kittens were tucked away in their room when we brought the tree inside, and once it was in set place, I released them.
They raced out of their room like they always do, and once they spied the giant green monster in the corner, they dashed right over to examine it closely.
With their necks stretched, they carefully sniffed the branches. They cautiously pawed at the tree and once they figured out it was nothing to fear, they parked themselves in front of it and batted away at the branches.
Boing. Boing. Boing. Boing. Boing.
Once the thrill of the bouncing branches passed, they discovered that wresting under the tree was really fun too.
After a few matches, I tucked them back in their room so I could start decorating the tree.
Tomorrow I'll share with you some footage of the kittens exploring the decorated tree. If we make it through the season without a broken ornament, it truly will be a Christmas miracle.