Thursday, April 10, 2008

Perfection - Theme Thursday

This theme can be taken in a number of ways. Here's my interpretation.

My old cat's name was Pishoes. (Pronounced Pea-shoes). He was a white Persian. I never knew that cats could have favorite things, but Pishoes' favorite time of year was Christmas. When we put the tree up, he would immediately spend all day and night sleeping under it. He never touched any ornaments. Sometimes he would get shocked by the 20 year old tinsel hanging off it (my mom recycled it, for at LEAST 20 years). He felt he was safe. Our tree is set up in the corner of the living room, and when he was under it, nobody could sneak up on him from behind or the sides. If someone was coming, it would be from the front.

He would live in bliss until a few days before Christmas, and then the presents would start appearing. We would always leave his spot and a path to get there open. Then we would be forced to cover the path, because there would be too many presents (we go WAY out for Christmas)! :-) Regardless, he would always find a way, and find a spot to lay in, under the tree.

This picture represents Pishoes' perfect place. His bliss. This was after all the presents were gone, when he was able to stretch out and have his tree back.



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Blogger Brittany said...

and he was with the manger. how sweet! :)

April 10, 2008 at 10:17 AM  
Blogger Stacy said...

Oh, that is sweet! What a cute shot of your beautiful cat. :) Our kitty lives under the tree at Christmas time, too. It's the closest to the outdoors that she gets. ;)

April 10, 2008 at 11:07 AM  
Anonymous Jenny said...

My dog likes it under the tree. It makes for great photo ops!
The cat looks so cozy and content. Sweet shot!

April 10, 2008 at 12:34 PM  
Blogger Andi said...

Ok, I am truly amazed...what a sweet story, and an even sweeter cat. I am such a cat lover...(I have five INSIDE cats. Yes, I said FIVE). I am amazed because our cats are not so well behaved when the tree goes up. They start by sweetly resting under it, and after a few days and weeks, they will eventually swat ornaments and such. Chloe will even manage to climb several of the bottom limbs. I brace myself when I come home from work and walk into the living room, almost expecting to see the tree toppled over. (It hasn't happened yet.) Oh, what is a mother to do? (We have a squirt bottle filled with water...but I want them to behave on their own. LOL!)
Well, what a GREAT story of the perfect place! Thanks for sharing it.

April 10, 2008 at 5:26 PM  
Blogger chaoticfamily said...

That's very sweet!

April 10, 2008 at 8:20 PM  
Blogger Maggie said...

That is so cute! I think that cats can most definitely have favorite things...I know that mine is finicky that way!

April 10, 2008 at 9:45 PM  
Blogger kim said...

what a cute story

April 10, 2008 at 11:09 PM  
Blogger chickadee said...

that is a fluffy cat! she looks so cuddly.

April 10, 2008 at 11:38 PM  
Anonymous Villapardo said...

Pishoes was a very soft kitty. And sometimes he was friendly enough to let me pet him. I like the picture.

April 13, 2008 at 2:52 PM  

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