The year its coming to an end, and some of us are lucky enough to enjoy a short vacation and prepare to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year in the company of our pets. This is why I've decided to post my entry to the Hive Pets Contest to close the year.
When my kitties see it's Christmas time,they know I'll be around more than usual and so they're always willing to help. And even when they don't get along too well, they make an effort not to leave my kitchen table!
Taking advantage of the free time, I like to do things at home and my cats are always with me.
Hopefully, I manage to take a nice picture. This year, I decided to make some postcats using the photos I've taken most recently this month 🐱
I even hand sew a little hat for them.
None of them liked it 😂
But I managed.
It was a expectations vs. reality thing.
I hand sewed this Santa hat, with the intention of taking some pictures of my cats, just for fun.
She's, perhaps, the cutest one. What do you think?
I've been circulating this photo for a few days, to wish merry Christmas to my Hive friends.
Behind Flecha, you can see the box where my Belen figures are. I kept them in the box this year, by the way. Why? We have a new puppy, and she's full of Christmas energy; she has already chewed our Christmas light tree and the Christmas doormat.
Flecha has put on a little weight, but the Christmas spirit helps her set New Year's resolutions to fix it.
As T.S. Eliot put it inhis Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats, there are
Practical cats, dramatical cats
Pragmatical cats, fanatical cats
Oratorical cats, Delphicoracle cats
Skeptical cats, Dispeptical cats
Romantical cats, Pedantical cats
Critical cats, parasitical cats
Allegorical cats, metaphorical cats
Statistical cats and mystical cats
Political cats, hypocritical cats
Clerical cats, hysterical cats
Cynical cats, rabbinical cats
But Horacia, she's my jellicle cat, a most congenial domino who will let you rub her belly--yes, she will--. She helps me with everything I have to arrange for Christmas, including wrapping presents. But seriously, outside my bills, my money, my notebooks and the upholstery on the couch, she doesn't really scratch anything--too badly.
She's been wishing Happy Holidays to Hivers.
She's been sending thank you notes as well.
When I'm home, she's always by my side.
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She loves any surface she can softly fluff.
She tolerates her Christmas red ribbon.
She definitely hates wearing the Santa hat.
...But she's not extremely grumpy about that.
Currently, we have several pets at home: two dogs, 3 cats plus a visiting cat, a parrot, and three tortoises.
Queen Guinivere, "Guini," likes to share some Christmas coffee time with me
During the year, I travel to the neighboring state every weekend for work (at my second job), so my husband stays home and takes care of our beloved animals. When December arrives, I have vacation time from my first job, which leaves me Sunday through Thursday to enjoy more their company and love. In December, I particularly enjoy being with them more, since it is Christmas time, which in Venezuela is synonymous with parties and good food in spite of the economic crisis, you can feel the nice atmosphere.
At Christmas time, there is music in the streets, friends visit and we go out more than usual, since we have to replace the Christmas lights and buy whatever is missing to brighten up the house and get into the festive spirit that does us all so much good. Ah, but at home, we are very quiet and our animals are not used to the noise, so when the fireworks start going off, they get uncomfortable.
We accompany them and show them tranquility, so that they feel that everything is all right. Cautiously, we gradually move away and let them be on their own, so they can overcome their fear.
I'm not going to lie, especially with Britzie, our weimaraner who passed away 4 months ago,it was pretty hard. In fact, she never got used to fireworks; I had to hug her and wrap a wide bandage around her shoulders and torso to calm her down (Tellington), but until her last day of life, Britzie could never control her panic of detonations. Now that Britzie is gone, we can say that none of our pets really get seriously distressed by the sounds of fireworks--but they still get a little distressed, of course.
Little by little, year after year, we've been able to get the dogs and cats to calm their nerves, but that's also because, unlike the poor little stray angels, they do have a place to shelter and wait out the bad time, which is terrifying for many.
@andresromero 🖤