Can you remember your favorite Christmas gift? What was waiting for you under the tree on that memorable Christmas morning that was so unexpected it made you smile? Was it from Santa? Was it handmade from a child?
Yesterday I came downstairs with a wrapped gift in my hands intending to put it under the tree. I was thinking hard about every Christmas of the past and what to my wondering eyes would appear? (No, not the big guy in the red suit, silly!) There, nestled so cozy on the tree skirt was a brown tabby cat snoozing away. Yes, it appears that Olivia the cat has decided that under the tree is the perfect place to nap.