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I’ve always enjoyed writing and making up stories.  When I was in elementary school — probably about fourth grade — I put together a little book with four different stories about our naughty young cat, Casey.

One of the stories was about something that took place when we went skiing one weekend day.  It was near Christmas, and my sister and I had put our old, smaller Christmas tree up in one of the upstairs bedrooms as our own personal tree, while the newer, bigger family tree graced the living room as usual.

Back in those days, we always got up pretty early to go skiing.  My dad was on ski patrol and typically had to be there pretty early, so my mom had to haul us out of bed and dress us in our childrens ski clothes half-asleep.  She’d dress us in our long underwear, turtlenecks, and sweaters, and then we could sleep in the car on the way up to the ski slopes.  The heavier ski clothes, such as our kids ski pants and kids snowboard jackets, could wait until we got to the slopes.

Anyway, when we got home from skiing this particular day, we found that the little Christmas tree had been knocked over and the ornaments strewn all over the place.  We’re not sure if he tried to climb the tree or if he just got too excited while playing with the ornaments, but unfortunately one ornament did break.

Casey just passed away a couple of years ago, and in his old age he was far beyond this kind of playfulness.  But it’s still nice to think back on his antics when he was still a cute little kitten!

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