I heard a loud and unusual yowl, and then another one. I looked around — rePete was happily resting on the kitten’s heated bed so clearly he was not tormenting Karma, which is the usual cause of feline ruckus around here.
I walked into the other room and looked around — nothing.
But Pozy and Daisy were both pointing at the Christmas tree, and not under the tree but up high. I investigated and found Rosebud strangling in the Christmas tree lighting cord.
As in, passing out and going limp.
I quickly unplugged the lights and tried to figure out which way she had twisted herself. I finally unwound her — it felt like an eternity — and got her free.
I held her on my lap as she coughed and gagged and finally calmed down — and that is when I noticed this…
Another love note.
The Christmas Tree is coming down.
I hope your day is less scary than mine started!