Purrfect Christmas...

Contemplative calm before the storm...

Here's Christmas again, and it has to be said that Oggie has become more sensible with all things Christmassy - well, maybe just the Christmas tree. He did manage to start digging in the bowl of icing sugar yesterday, but kindly did refrain from sneezing in it this time...

The tree itself has not yet been plundered for 'interesting' decorations (from a cat's point of view) so that apart from one white dove that had its head elegantly nimbled off, and a few baubles that were used to play festive feline football, everything is intact! This is quite an exploit and was not always the case... Perhaps he lost a little of his Russian spirit of adventure when we changed his name from Krasnogorsk (Noggin) to Oggie...

The previous two years the tree spent much of the time twitching, trembling and tumbling as Oggie went climbing through and up the very artificial branches in search of goodies. Anything and everything deemed vaguely appealing to a cat was placed higher and higher up the tree until the whole structure became so top-heavy that the slightest feline marauding would have the same result...Timber! The fairy with her glittery feathered wings was obliged to take leave since the very beginning of this failed co-habitation, but that didn't deter Oggie from intrepidly climbing up the tree, King Kong style, in search of the absent fairy Fay Wray.

 Little does Oggie know it, but for part of Christmas Day this year the cat (him) is staying and the mice (us) might be going off to play with an even bigger mouse - at Disney! While our backs are turned Oggie may get up to his own adventures or maybe dream his own stories and fairy tales...He might even be thinking up a plan of action right now...

Maybe he's going to come up with a new swash-buckling mission, Puss-in-Boots style, or maybe he'll just take inspiration from the paper cats and just sit around, decoratively, or maybe not...

Hmm... I wonder what Oggie has in mind...