I did not want to put up a tree either. Between the dogs and both cats I told Smitty that poor tree would not stand a chance. So he procceded to talk me into it and I finally gave in. So we go out and buy a brand new tree. And we start setting it up, so of course everyone that is furry in our house is in the livingroom observing and or supervising and trying to help. Smitty goes to the garage to get another box of ornaments and I left the room for a second. When I come back around the corner what do I find?

Morpheus is hikeing his leg on the chrstmas tree in my livingroom. I start to yell at him and he gives me this look like "MOM you are the one that put a tree in the house!!!"

Oh well ya gotta love em. Merry Christmas Everyone.