Christmas Cat on Night Patrol

It was the night before Christmas, and the area directly beneath the sparkling tree was under close surveillance by our two stealthy cats. I could tell by the stern looks on their faces that they were not going to let anything cross into their protected zone—except for humans with prior approval. I can’t explain why they suddenly decided this area needed to be guarded, but there must have been some good cat reason. Perhaps they had seen a wayward spider?

Apparently the male cat Keona decided to volunteer for  the Christmas eve night patrol shift, because he gave his assistant Siri permission to retire to the adjacent bedroom. As soon as she left, he began sniffing around the tree, doing one last check to assure that there were no unwanted creatures attempting to crawl into the paper or under the tree skirt.
After he thoroughly sniffed everything twice and was positive that all was safe and secure, he quietly returned to his secret hiding place at the back of the tree beneath the branches (where he thought he could not be seen).  And there he stood a lonely vigil while time ticked slowly by.

Keona had hoped that he was going to be able to defend the Christmas gifts and prove his catly worth, but absolutely nothing was happening.  Eventually, in spite of his incredible patience, he had to admit to himself that he was getting tired.

It soon got to the point where he could no longer hide the overwhelming fatigue and boredom that he felt inside. Wasn’t exactly the professional thing to do, but he simply had to yawn. Having a job which requires doing nothing is exhausting! Time begins to drag and minutes feel like hours………

With his mouth still wide open in a big cat yawn, he wondered why he had ever decided to take this pointless night patrol job. It certainly wasn’t as exciting as he thought it would be. Feeling rather dejected, he decided there was no purpose in continuing to stand any longer and he sat down.

As soon as he started to relax, he began to realize that he had been focusing on all of the wrong things. There was no danger around him, only beautiful dancing lights coloring him with a warm glow. Because he had only been searching for the negative, he had completely failed to notice the positive. Christmas revelation! He decided to immediately retire from his job as Christmas cat on night patrol–and curled up into sleep until a gentle ray of morning sunlight shone through the kitchen window.

About Mary Strong-Spaid

You can find me any time wandering around in my own mind gathering thoughts.
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42 Responses to Christmas Cat on Night Patrol

  1. sarasinart says:

    That’s such a nice story. It’s a new place for them to investigate, and hide.

    • Hiding and stalking–they do love to do that. Because I have 2 cats, one is always trying to surprise the other–jumping out from behind furniture, hoping to catch the other one off-guard. Have to satisfy the ‘wild cat’ within!

  2. Barb Oksanen says:

    Love this, hope you and your family are having a wonderful Christmas and enjoy a Happy New Year

  3. Clanmother says:

    Christmas trees and cats are a dynamic combination!! May we be as curious and playful as your two cats!!

    • Yes! When we first placed the red tree skirt under the tree, before the presents were there weighing it down, they were using the skirt to go on “magic carpet rides.” They would come running into the room at full speed, jump on the skirt, and then the cats and skirt would go sliding across the tile floor at high speed. Great fun. We kept putting it under the tree and they kept sliding it back out across the room. Quite a good game, it was.

  4. Anonymous says:

    Love your Christmas cat story. One of my cats (Patches) loved to lay under the Christmas tree on the skirt. I don’t know if she liked the heat and glow of the lights or if she thought it was her special hiding place.

  5. Anonymous says:

    Patches was my cat.

    • That’s a cute name for a cat.
      My daughter’s 7 year old son named their adopted cat “Meow Meow”…because that is what the cat always said when she saw him coming. 🙂 He loved that cat so much. Now he is 9 and his beloved cat is gone–just disappeared one day. Pretty sure it was the work of a coyote. Life is so sad sometimes.

  6. A few ago, when we had two male kitties–the smaller gray one, pursued by the older meaner tabby, grabbed the garland, spun the tree around a couple of revolutions. I guess the plan was to spin off his pursuer.

  7. Such a stunning story Mary!

  8. bethanyk says:

    This was great! He reminds me sooo much of my siamese. I adored him so much

    • Thanks! Siamese cats are very interesting! And there is something special about him…he is so gentle but he can stare anyone down with his intense blue eyes. He keeps trying to do the Star Trek “Mind Meld” that Spock used to do. He doesn’t ‘meow’ like a normal cat. He doesn’t make a sound–he just “thinks” at people. With the power of his steely blue eyes, he knows that he can (usually) make people do what he wants. Here is one of his “in your face” poses: https://storieswithnobooks.com/2014/01/29/cold-cat-winter/
      AND oh…here is another. He really is a gentle cat, but that look in his eyes!
      https://storieswithnobooks.com/2016/02/14/valentines-day-wrapped-in-memories
      And then there is the…”.you better pay attention to me and get off of the *#@!computer right now”—unblinking stare!https://storieswithnobooks.com/2012/12/10/low-tech-computer-screen-blockers/
      But really, don’t let those ‘looks’ fool you…..he is the gentlest, kindest (most photogenic) cat that I have ever had.

      • bethanyk says:

        LOL I just looked at your links. You could so reply to anyone’s email or post with JUST his expression of the day!!! He has that ” do not even think about it” look in one and the other is ” Do I like you or do I not, you will never know but I’ve got your number” i think i could come up with caption after caption. So expressive.
        Ours would tear around the house every single night at midnight. Her name was sam. She would run around jump on things. We had this living room with high rafters and she would somehow climb up there. Climbed the christmas tree every year. Slept in bed with me every night. She more howled than meowed. Was very talkative.
        Your is just so photogenic!!!!!!
        Ours lived to 21!!! I got her when I was 13. My daughter got to meet her which was pretty neat.

        • My first Siamese was named Samantha (we called her Sam too). She was a real sweetheart. She died when she was 15 years old.
          About 6 months later, we got 2 baby long-hair Siamese (Balinese)–Keona (the big male cat in my posts) and his sister Anika. Unfortunately, Anika died of hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (heart condition) when she was only 5 1/2 years old. He was beyond heart-broken. I have never seen anyone love someone as much as he loved her. I had some photos of the 2 of them together and I posted them, along with the story. I cried the whole time I was writing. He would have done anything for her….but there was nothing he could do to save her. https://storieswithnobooks.com/2013/04/28/love-lives-beyond-death/
          About 9 months after Anika died, we brought home a new little female cat (Siri) from the Siamese Rescue Center. Keona likes Siri and they get along well–BUT looking at the photos, it is obvious to me that Anika was the love of his life and that will never change.

          • bethanyk says:

            Ours was Samantha 😭😭😂 too and we called her sam. Funny thing when i married my husband his grandfather had a siamese named sam too!
            Im so sorry you lost his sister . I probably can’t read it because i am still very very fragile over the death of my service dog jess. It was a year ago but i had 5 grand mal seizures which caused some memory loss and i keep forgetting he is gone.

  9. I can just imagine our cat doing much the same thing. Great photos Mary.
    Have a very wonderful year ahead. hugs, Eddie

    • Never have to buy cat toys…rubber bands, paper boxes, old lids from milk containers, and on and on…..everything is a wondrous toy. We can learn so much from our cats! Wishing you the very best in this new year too.Thanks for the hug, Eddie !

  10. Tiny says:

    Love the story of this “night shift” security guard 🙂

    • Hello again Tiny! Glad you liked the story. I had to add in the part about how time drags when a job is boring, because I’ve been there and done that! Hoping 2018 is going to be a great year for all of us! 🎉

  11. She is sooo cute!😊

  12. they look awesome! much prettier than the decorations 🙂

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