The Yaksmas tree was up for LESS than one day before the kittehs µ and m had destroyed it.
We put the tree up Sunday evening. And when we woke up Monday morning... well... there's a Doctor Who episode (or two) that has these remote-controlled, killer Yaksmas trees in them that basically spin around and try to kill you. That's what it looked like had happened to our tree.
The Husbear was not amused.
As the Husbear and I never found a solution that would keep them out of the tree last year, we have resigned ourselves to locking them up in the kitchen and mudroom when we're not around to watch them. And even THAT took some doing: we had to install a temporary door just to get that to work.
Damn you, kittehs!
I wonder if anyone markets perimeter-aware shock collars for kittehs....
I'm so tempted.
Until next time...
