A few years ago,now lets see it was 2000, I was working with a friend of mine, we were at the SPCA in a small town here in Connecticut. We were sent to replace some windows on their building where they housed the unwanted animals, and we had a good many to do. During a lunch break, I remembered we had just lost a cat to my step-daughter who took him home with her, it was her cat actually but we were the baby sitters of it for 7 years. Shadow was his name all black and a smart cat, he used to watch television with me in the evening his purring head next to my ear in my lazy boy recliner.
With Shadow gone, my wife wanted a new cat again and I agreed. That day at work at the ASPCA I went back during lunch and looked for a cat for her. They had two all black cats, one larger than the other, I saw the smaller and liked her. She was timid and hiding way in the back of her cage that day.
As we finished replacing the windows we had to do and were getting ready to go back to the shop for the day, I went back in and picked up the cat.I was given all her papers and her records and her tags for rabies. She was placed in a small cardboard box and sealed in. I stuck her in my truck and brought her home that Christmas Holiday.
When my wife came home that day, I had the cat in the box sealed up of course she could breathe and was fine, I set it on my wife’s desk here at home. I tried for a good half an hour to get my wife to go to her desk when she came home, no doing on this day, she took her time.
Finally she went in the office in our home and found the box. She opened it up and out popped this black cat fast as a whip and disappeared behind the living room love seat in the living room, next room over. My wife tried hard to get the cat to come out but she refused and hid there for two weeks and we had to feed her behind there and water her too.
Now it is 11 years later, and Christmas time. As the cat scurries about now happy and fun-loving and playful, we set up our Christmas Tree, it was all bright and shiny and with garland and balls and lights. Each day of the Christmas Season starting on the 15th of December we light the tree nightly and look at it awaiting the big day.
Christmas Morning arrives each year and my wife and I go to our tree, littered with the presents for others and ourselves under it, and we sit around as Christmas Music plays and slowly open our gifts. Usually it is a tradition and fun and we take pics of each other and friends and family as they do so.
Christmas came 2010, and we went thru the normal traditions, the wreath over the fireplace, the spray on the door. The Christmas Tree all lit up in its corner, once more. Each day I watch our little black cat, Sinjin check out the tree, she would sneak up on it and sniff all the balls and garland and the tree and slip away. She never touched the tree each year, I guess cat don’t like pine trees lol.
Come Christmas Morning we gathered to open our presents, around the tree. I turned on the CD Player and out came Jingle Bells by Bing Crosby. I hugged my wife and headed to the tree to get the presents passed out one by one. As I did, I heard a noise above me, in the tree, I jumped back startled and wondered what the heck?
Three quarters up our Christmas, out stuck a little black head with big yellow eyes. Sinjin had climbed up in our Christmas Tree and poked her head out at the right moment, surprising us all, We laughed and laughed and then of course got her out of the tree. From that day forward she became Sinjin The Christmas Cat!. Goes to show even pets want to be a part of Holidays, Happy Holidays folks!.
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