Curiosity Killed the ...Christmas?

     

      This is Felix's new favorite place to lay.  I'm really not sure why,   maybe because he has found something new, maybe because he feels like he's lying under a real tree, or maybe it's because of his curiosity about all this Christmas stuff.  You know what they say about curiosity and the cat     but at least in this case his curiosity is harmless.   

     This isn't actually a story about Felix's curiosity.  Instead it is about the curiosity of a 14 year old girl who wanted to know so badly what she was getting for Christmas that it got the best of her.

                                                      Meet Sister Sleuth...

     It was Christmas 1971 and she thought there was no way she could wait until Christmas to see what Santa was bringing her.  She knew Mom was helping Santa out that year so therefore the presents had to be hidden somewhere in the house.   Sister Sleuth set out to find them.

     Searching high and low it didn't take long to find the hidden packages in the back of Dad's closet.  There was just one problem...they were already wrapped.  Not to be deterred from her mission, Sister Sleuth soon devised her plan.  She would unwrap all the presents and then wrap them back just like they were.  No one would be the wiser.

      With the precision of a brain surgeon she proceeded to skillfully unwrap each  present, being especially careful not to tear the paper.    Once she had uncovered the hidden treasures she immediately rewrapped each one with the same precision used to unwrap them.   Upon returning them to their original hiding place she smugly thought to herself that she had successfully pulled off her mission.

     "Harmless curiosity of a kid," you say to yourself.  Well, maybe.  But without realizing it, she had killed the magic of Christmas.  How much fun can it be on Christmas when everyone around you is opening gifts, exclaiming their delight at the surprises found in each opened box but there are no surprises for you?   Isn't the anticipation and the joy of the unexpected part of what makes Christmas so exciting and so much fun?  I think so.

      

     Maybe curiosity didn't kill the cat, and maybe it didn't really kill Christmas, but, I do believe that particular Christmas had to lose some of it's magic and excitement for Sister Sleuth.

Until next time...that's my view.

Kat

Written for week #30 GBE2 prompt - Curiosity

 

 

Meet Felix

     Meet Felix.  Felix owns the house we live in and we just live here, or at least that's what he thinks.  He claims everything as his domain and expects us to not disturb him.  But all considered, he is a very lovable cat.
     As a child, I remember always having cats around, both inside and out.  I guess it was just natural that I'm a cat person and not a dog person.  Nothing against dogs; some of my best friends are dog owners.  I just prefer cats.
     Felix is the first cat I've kept in the house in my adult life.  I've had him now 2 years and 4 months.  He was from a shelter and was about 6 months old.  I had forgotten how quickly you get attached to a pet.  It doesn't take long for them to become like one of the family.  Especially when they just take over and make themselves right at home.
     Felix is a loving pet.  He loves to lay in my lap and sleep.  He thinks I should always be right there to rub his head and if I get out of his sight he goes from one window to the next whining.  I love my cat and he is a lot of company for me when my husband is out working.  He is definitely entertaining with all his antics.
     Pets are one of the few things in this world we can depend on.  Their innocence and unconditional love is constant.  They never fuss at you or put you down.  They don't ask for much.  Just a good home, some food and water, and lots of love.  There have even been studies that show that people who own pets live longer.
     Of course, having an indoor pet is not all a bed of roses.  With the joy also comes the hair.  Felix sheds so bad that cat hair covers everything in my house.  I don't know how 1 cat can shed so much.  It just seems impossible to keep it cleaned up.  Therefore, I find myself in a constant dilemma.  I get so tired of the hair that I think about giving Felix away, and then he comes and jumps in my lap and nuzzles up against me.  What's a person to do.  At this time, I'm still not sure what I will do.  If the right person comes along, I might let him go...but then, how do you give away a member of your family? 
For now....that's my view.

Kat