Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Pearl Harbor Day and Eeyore's saga

I woke up and walked into the kitchen this morning. I saw the victim of a crime:

Eeyore is one of the plush Christmas ornaments for the bottom of the tree. Since cats live here, there aren't any hazardous ornaments down there. Fourteen years ago, I started this tradition because that August I had found a darling little abandoned kitten in the shrubs outside my apartment. I consider her to be the likely culprit. Here's her mug shot from this morning. Pardon her fuzzy edges; she just woke up:

Lily's first Christmas was the year she adopted Eeyore. She pulled him off the tree one day when she was marginally larger than himself. I put him back on the tree. She pulled him off. I put him on. She pulled him off and I finally got the message when I found Eeyore's nose in her water bowl in the kitchen. She had adopted a baby! For years she loved this little fellow like her kitten. She would carry him around by his scruff and lick him at bathtime. If I put Eeyore on the edge of the couch, she would watch him like a hawk and make little concerned meows until he was back on the floor.

Here is Eeyore all these years later. He's been loved on by a couple cats now and his nose has been mended where the stuffing started coming out from many baths and all the water he's had.

Here is the original replacement Eeyore, still safely on the tree. I'm not sure why the embellished, gift-bearing Eeyore was chosen this year, but mostly the mystery is why Eeyore? There's Tigger and Kanga and Pooh on the tree, but they get left alone. This is the first year I can remember the other Eeyore being pulled to safety off the dangerous dangly branches of the tree.

Also, today is Pearl Harbor Day. Not a day that will live in infamy since some schools never mention it. Enter Facebook where a number of us have posted a little memorial for the event. I hope it does some good for the next generation. It's a reminder that no matter how large a country's landmass, the battle can come to us.

I think that's an important reminder for the world we live in today.


Naquillity said...

that's the sweetest story i've ever heard about a cat. Lily is beautiful btw. the last picture of Eeyore kinda favors the look of a helpless kitten as it looks somewhat curled into a ball. maybe that's why Lily took a fancy to Eeyore, idk...

hope all is well. have a great day.

Rose said...

Oh, I so love that story...it would make a great children's book.

I am ashamed to say it had not dawned on me that it was Pearl Harbor Day, so am glad you mentioned it.

Caron said...

You're right - it does sort of look helpless and kittenish. Perfect description. Poor Eeyore.

Rose, she took such good care of Eeyore for so long I really thought it would never end. He's not so well cared for these days, but he still gets some attention and some water.

At least you know about Pearl Harbor Day, right?

Rambling Woods said...

You love Winnie-The-Pooh? I collect Eeyores...I loved this story...you do have a gift.....