Behold! The Christmas Wrapping Fiend!
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amarie24I present to you the Christmas Wrapping Fiend (CWF), dears. He is no one other than my wittle cat, Dante. Ya’ll excuse our messy ass apartment:
You see the destruction? You see the carnage? You see it? No, really, do you see it?!
I took these last evening after a long, long day of post-Christmas shopping with my mommy. You see, people like mommy and me are kinda poor and so we do post-Christmas shopping for our friends & family and splurge a little on ourselves, too (I got glorious Santa chocolates, a new Transformers book & quite a few Batman: The Animated Series movies…yaaaass). It was a long day that was way, way too motherfucking hot (fuck you very much, Koch brothers & Co.), but otherwise a pretty good day.
So we come home and I take it upon myself to go ahead and wrap and bag the Christmas presents in the living room (which is where the pictures take place) while I’m watching my new Batman movies. Now, Dante isn’t all that difficult when I’m bagging presents-tissue paper and Christmas bags don’t interest him too much.
But when I got on the living room floor to start wrapping? Like with just about all cats…all bets were off. Dante pounced on the wrapping paper and ripped it up and put holes in it with his teeth and claws. He spread out all over the boxes like they were his territory. And he did this right when I already had the wrapping paper all measured out and ready to cut and tape! Gah! The nerve of him! Every freakin’ year, ya’ll!
I called for Mommy to come and help me and she did, bless her. It was just so hilarious: she took one of the wrapping papers (which were one of the ones I wanted to use) and tried to push Dante off my work area like that. Instead, he grabbed onto it, biting and kicking it…so she ended up just dragging him into her room by it because he wouldn’t let the damned thing go. And then she had to crack open the door just a tad to slip me the wrapping paper back.
And then? All the while I’m working on wrapping the presents, Dante’s wittle paw kept reaching under my mommy’s bedroom door because he could hear the paper and he wanted what was his.
I finally finished and Mommy let Dante out. Ya’ll, I kid you not, I couldn’t throw away the excess wrapping paper for anything because Dante started playing with it, lying on it, guarding it, etc.
The wrapping paper is still on the floor.
He is still doing such right now as I type this.
And so, again just like every year, we leave the leftover wrapping paper for him until he’s fully done with it.
I kid you not.
I won the battle, but I lost the war.
Ya’ll, this little white boy is a Christmas Wrapping Fiend (CWF).
Do ya’ll have any post-holiday stories to share? Especially if they involve animals and wrapping and/or bagging presents? Good, bad, everything in-between, please feel free to share!
You see the destruction? You see the carnage? You see it? No, really, do you see it?!
I took these last evening after a long, long day of post-Christmas shopping with my mommy. You see, people like mommy and me are kinda poor and so we do post-Christmas shopping for our friends & family and splurge a little on ourselves, too (I got glorious Santa chocolates, a new Transformers book & quite a few Batman: The Animated Series movies…yaaaass). It was a long day that was way, way too motherfucking hot (fuck you very much, Koch brothers & Co.), but otherwise a pretty good day.
So we come home and I take it upon myself to go ahead and wrap and bag the Christmas presents in the living room (which is where the pictures take place) while I’m watching my new Batman movies. Now, Dante isn’t all that difficult when I’m bagging presents-tissue paper and Christmas bags don’t interest him too much.
But when I got on the living room floor to start wrapping? Like with just about all cats…all bets were off. Dante pounced on the wrapping paper and ripped it up and put holes in it with his teeth and claws. He spread out all over the boxes like they were his territory. And he did this right when I already had the wrapping paper all measured out and ready to cut and tape! Gah! The nerve of him! Every freakin’ year, ya’ll!
I called for Mommy to come and help me and she did, bless her. It was just so hilarious: she took one of the wrapping papers (which were one of the ones I wanted to use) and tried to push Dante off my work area like that. Instead, he grabbed onto it, biting and kicking it…so she ended up just dragging him into her room by it because he wouldn’t let the damned thing go. And then she had to crack open the door just a tad to slip me the wrapping paper back.
And then? All the while I’m working on wrapping the presents, Dante’s wittle paw kept reaching under my mommy’s bedroom door because he could hear the paper and he wanted what was his.
I finally finished and Mommy let Dante out. Ya’ll, I kid you not, I couldn’t throw away the excess wrapping paper for anything because Dante started playing with it, lying on it, guarding it, etc.
The wrapping paper is still on the floor.
He is still doing such right now as I type this.
And so, again just like every year, we leave the leftover wrapping paper for him until he’s fully done with it.
I kid you not.
I won the battle, but I lost the war.
Ya’ll, this little white boy is a Christmas Wrapping Fiend (CWF).
Do ya’ll have any post-holiday stories to share? Especially if they involve animals and wrapping and/or bagging presents? Good, bad, everything in-between, please feel free to share!
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Date: 2015-12-28 06:13 pm (UTC)O.M.G. Muffin! Chasing the ribbon around?! That's even worse than Dante, my goodness!
And yes, I did have quite a wonderful Christmas and this New Years looks pretty promising, too! Thankies oh-so much, Red! :D