I grew a pot of cat grass for the Slightly Retarded Kitty, in anticipation of needing an enticing distraction from the Christmas tree that we bought this weekend. She doesn't actually eat much of the grass, but she has been burrowing her face in it. A little while ago, she draped herself over it and lay on it.
I am taking that as a sign of acceptance.
I have to admit I was concerned that she would attempt to climb the tree, but after an initial exploratory batting of the lower branches and a dipping of the paw into the tree water, she seems to be content to lie on the tree skirt, basking in the warmth of the lights. That ramrod straight tail has knocked off a couple of low-hanging ornaments, but we are giving her the benefit of the doubt on that one.
She has yet to discover that the fireplace mantle is now piled high with fir, cedar and pine boughs. I'm looking forward to the tightrope walking demonstration that will ensue once she figures it out.
How do your animals handle Christmas?