That happy (almost-) annual ritual of buying the Christmas tree, buying a stand because you can't find the old one, buying new lights because you can't find the old ones, and then putting all the old ornaments you can on the sweet pine air-freshener you have just brought inside.
This is a time guaranteed to bring joy to the hearts of all.
Especially the acrobatic ones who can roll over on their backs and dream of grabbing low-hanging ornaments and maybe pulling an entire tree down on top of themselves.
And even to those who look nonchalantly out windows, as though much more interested by the prospect that a cardinal might fly too close and become a lunchtime target.
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