From the moment we set it up, they hunker down under it and spend all of December there.
In fact, last night they were pacing the perimeter of the pile of gifts that suddenly took over their domain and meowed until my daughter took pity and cleared a nook for them.
When I see them all cozy under there I get a little jealous.
I wish I could curl up under a Christmas tree and nap for a month.
Since I can’t do that, I’ll just go curl up on my bed and nap for an hour before the relatives arrive for Christmas Day: Part II.