I am looking for legitimate help that will work. Once again please keep sarcastic comments like (cat's climb trees don't they) to your self. He is really a terror right now, I feel bad for our 4 year old cat because he won't leave her alone, he is always attacking her. Is there such a thing as terrible 2's for cats? I have never seen him like this. We have tried the red pepper he eats it, we tried cinnamon and he likes that to, tried the keep off spray which doesn't work. We are talking about drastic actions like putting up a barrior around the tree. I would appreciate any help that somebody knows will work, we are so frustrated that we are going crazy. We have tried the sprays, water bottles and nothing seems to be working. I know cats like to climb so please no sarcastic comments. last year when he was 8 months old he would try to climb the tree but we put a collar on the tree and he left it alone, but now he is 18 months and climbing the tree and terrorizing our other cat that is 4 which she doesn't even bother the tree. We have an orange tabby that is 18 months old and he is climbing the tree and knocking off ornaments. They have knocked ornaments off the lower branches. Tell me about your favorite cat Christmas memories in the comments below.Hello, I have had cats for the past 20 years and never had any major problems with cats climbing our tree. And in the words of Charles Dickens’ Tiny Tim, “Merry Christmas to all God bless us, everyone” As a sign of my grateful blessing, you and all your descendants will forevermore carry my initial on your forehead.”Īnd to this day, tabby cats are known by the remarkable “M” on their foreheads, and by their extraordinary gifts of love, so gently given. “Thank you, Little Tabby, for your gift of love and warmth. The crying was soon replaced by soft purrs and coos, and slowly, the infant smiled.Īs Mary, the new mother, witnessed this gift to her child, she touched the little cat’s forehead. There, she quietly gave her humble gift of warmth and love, gently stretching out her thin, fragile little body over the baby’s, careful to cover all but the infant’s face. The little cat jumped into the manger where the baby lay. “It has no fur to keep it warm! I will give it mine, and I will lullaby-purr it to sleep.” “Of course the little baby is cold,” she thought. But still, the baby cried on.Īll the while, a tiny kitten watched from the corner. His father tried stuffing straw into the open places in the walls, and his mother tried warming him with her meager wrappings. As the night’s cold grew, the baby fretted and cried while his parents pondered how to make him comfortable. It was there that the child was born, surrounded by beasts of the field. Finally, one innkeeper, though having no space left in his inn, took pity on them and offered them shelter in the small stable used by his animals. But at every door, he was told there was no available room. When they at last reached the crowded and noisy town, the expectant father searched for an inn where they could rest and where the child could safely be born. The journey was long and hard for both, but especially for the young wife, who was very near to bringing her child into the world. If my tabby, Sam, had been there, he would have kept the Baby warm.Īnd so it came to pass that a husband and wife journeyed to the small town of Bethlehem, as the king had decreed that all the people stand to be counted in the small towns and teeming cities from whence they came.
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