After setting up the tree this year, I asked my friends on Facebook to place their bets.
The bets were all about how long Squeak would allow the tree to stand. How long the ornaments would stay on. Whether he would climb it. But the only thing Squeak has done is turn the lights on (and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and…).
People forgot all about Kitten Thunder. And that this tree is for Obi.
Oliver was content to watch. And duck the halls, courtesy of a friendly toddler.
Eventually, even the tree was tired and we all took a nap.
Kitten Thunder: Life lessons and cat tales 