Every year at Christmas time, I tell my students the story about how Jelly knocked over my Christmas tree! Today I will tell you that story!
Gather 'round, children, and Ms. Michael will tell you about the day Jelly knocked over the Christmas tree...
Once upon a time, a long time ago, I lived in a small apartment. It was just me and the cats. One afternoon in December, I was sitting on the couch watching television. Jelly, who was only 1-2 years old at the time, laid on the arm of the couch right beside me.
Only about three feet away (small apartment, remember?) stood my tall, artificial Christmas tree decked with special Hallmark ornaments. It had been up for several days and the cats so far did not seem to be bothered by it.
But suddenly, Jelly got that look in his eye. He stared at the tree and his ears perked forward. "Uh oh, what's he going to do?" I thought to myself. Then he started wiggling his little cat butt and I knew what he was going to do. I had plenty of time to stop him, but I was sort of curious to see how it would play out...
Jelly LEAPED through the air and grabbed onto the trunk of the tree with his front paws. He hung there for a minute and stared at me with wide eyes. The tree started to fall and Jelly began to fall with it... but at the last minute, he jumped out of the tree and ran out of the way before it crashed to the ground. Jelly didn't stop running until he was tucked nice and safe under my bed. He did not come out for two hours.
Any funny Christmas tree stories?