Christmas Tree Shenanigans

We knew we would have to worry about the cats knocking down the ornaments. And believe me, that happened a lot. Smarcade decided the ornaments were exactly like his plastic toys that he chases around the house, batting them into the air and bouncing them off of the walls. He also thought the bows on the gifts were chew toys. We didn’t want to buy new, so many of our relatives got chewed up bows on their presents this year. Sorry, but that’s how it goes.

Both of the cats also decided that their new favorite spot was beneath the tree, in a fort made of presents and pine needles. Sometimes they knocked presents over in their effort to get under there.

But this was also our first real Christmas tree,, so we had some unexpected incidents with our cat this year. First of all, if we were out of the house for more than an hour, we would return to a bed of pine needles covering the presents beneath the tree, and the surrounding area of the tree (up to several feet away). Sweet. We love vacuuming. There would also be bows, ribbons, and ornaments strewn throughout the house. It was like Easter, searching for hidden eggs. Except Smarcade was the Easter Kitty, and this game wasn’t so fun.

We found ourselves watering our tree more than once a day, which we found weird. We would fill the tree stand nice and high every morning, and by evening, it was more than halfway gone. Strange, we thought, but maybe our tree was just especially thirsty. No, the reason was much more…bizarre. We were finally able to blame it on our feline canine.

I had noticed, as I did things on the main floor (cooking, cleaning, etc.), that Smarcade would appear at my side with water around his mouth. As his water and food are in the basement, I found this odd, but thought nothing of it. That is, until the night I sat quietly on the couch near the tree with my computer. Lapping. I heard lapping coming from beneath the tree. Smarcade was DRINKING our tree’s water! Was I surprised? No. I can’t say I was. Should I have expected a cat-dog to do something like this? Probably.

Lesson learned: if you have cats, Christmas trees are difficult to enjoy. Real Christmas trees are nearly impossible. Don’t do it.

Smarcade: A Dog Trapped in a Cat’s Body

Smarcade is almost two years old. I adopted him from a shelter when he was just 3 months old, and I quickly realized he wasn’t an ordinary cat. Then again, I’d never had a cat before Smarcade, so maybe all cats act like dogs and I just never knew. His sister, though, acts exactly like I thought a cat should act so…anyway.

Five reasons why my cat is secretly a dog:

1. While Jinx keeps her distance and will only be held when she wants to be, Smarcade is always happy to snuggle up. Most of my day is spent peering over my cat-scarf, trying to work on my computer. He just won’t move. I’ve heard of other cats who are cuddly, so this isn’t too weird…but just wait for the rest.

2. He does purr abnormally loud, which is definitely a cat thing, but he also pants like a dog, especially when running around like a mad man.

3. 90% of the time he’s running around, it’s to play fetch. Yep, my cat plays fetch. I did not train him to do so, but he will fetch and return for hours if I let him.

4. Smarcade will sit when told to do so. He actually listens to commands and can be trained. This is definitely a rarity. His sister’s refusal to obey is so extreme that I can almost imagine her sticking her tongue out and rolling her eyes at me.

5. He cries like a baby…or like a dog would whine. I don’t get up early enough? Up now, because Smarcade is crying right outside my door. When I make Spaghettios for the kids, Smarcade sits and cries until I give him the can to lick. He begs and whines, exactly like a dog.

So there you have it, my cat-dog. There are other small things he does that remind me of a dog, but those are the major ones. This is a website dedicated to my cat-who-thinks-he’s-a-dog. I’ll post pictures, videos, and stories about him and his antics. We’re about to put up our Christmas tree, so I’m sure that will be a good story. Sometimes Jinx does funny things too, like play the piano, or sit like a person on the couch. I’m sure I’ll mention her from time to time too.

My cat thinks he's a dog…