Tis the season for climbing up into the loft and gettting the Xmas decorations down. Tis also the season for being a little smug and thinking “blimey, its cold up here … the insulation must be working well”.
I suspect Dasher remembered the boxes and the excitement of the tree last year .. judging by his reaction:
Who would have thought when he arrived 18 December last year he’d still be here this Christmas:
That’s a long story we’ll not go into right now. However for Dasher’s best mate Kevin, it was the first Xmas anywhere. Kev could hardly believe his eyes when we set up the biggest cat toy he’d ever ever seen, or imagined in his wildest fluffy dreams. He walked into the lounge and stood in amazement …
He went to fetch Dasher to come see it .. because that’s what Kev does – if he’s not sure about anything, absolutely anything at all, he goes to find Dasher to ask his opinion.
Dasher thought he’d seen it before, but needed to touch it a bit just to be sure.
Yep .. he’d been there, done that … and wandered off to find some supper.
Kev however was transfixed.
The gingerbread man, who has survived several generations of kittens, realised to his horror that he was the focus of Kev’s attention. He tried to just dangle calmly but suitably fesitvely .. however it was too late .. Kevin just couldn’t resist.
At first it was just a tap, and although gingerbread man swung dizzyingly … he regained his balance and composed himself.
Unfortunately this just whetted Kev’s appetite for more .. and before he could say “don’t eat me” .. Kev had launched a vicious attack.
We last saw him laying face down on the kitchen floor …. with the shadown of young Benjamin hanging over him.
Wishing a Merry fun filled Christmas to you all!
* Please be assured that gingerbread man (and snowman, angel and a random apple) will be offered appropriate support before being returned to their boxes/loft.