Geoffrey Heinzen....... more naughty than meets the eye.

So... every year (well... mostly just last year because he wasn't big enough until then) we battle with geoffrey to preserve the life of the (fake) christmas tree. We've had WAY too many "redecorations" to keep a christmas-loving couple happy.... Well.... two days ago we set up the tree and had FORGOTTEN how to prevent geoffrey from climbing up into it. So we just left it the way it was and prayed. Welp,yesterday morning i find two of the ball ornaments on the floor and the beads coming undone. I was furious (though i should have been grateful) that he did such a thing. I took a very calm but firm approach to it... i held the balls in his face and yelled at him (that's what she said... sorry... i couldn't resist).... i THOUGHT he got the point because he didn't even LOOK at the tree again the rest of the day. BOY WAS I EVER WRONG.... this morning... enos woke me up and said... Geoffrey's in trouble... oh.. but check the closet before you get mad... there's a surprise in there for you... i just assumed enos had bought me a little birthday present and that made me feel all special. WRONG. So i get up and walk into the kitchen.... this is what i see...


YEAH. that's right... those branches are bend almost straight down to the ground... SOMEONE must have been practicing his mountain climbing.

Let's start with THIS guy, victim #1...in the hallway...normal enough right? oh it gets better....



then there's THIS guy....further down the hall in our room by the laundry (don't worry it's all clean). He didn't have a chance.

Then last and most ridiculous....is THIS guy... victim #3... i have to put him last because his location was so propostorious..... behind a closet door... Geoffrey dragged him in here to DIE.

They never knew what was coming. Poor fuzzy ornaments.

So after this... i showed geoffrey each of his victims and tried to get across to him that the tree is not a plaything... (yeah i know... explaining ANYTHING to a cat... pointless... but it made me feel a little better)... Then i put him in his room. (don't worry he has food, water and potty in there.) And after only 5 minutes... he starts to act like he's dying.



What a wiener. I tried to get a picture of him looking from under the door but he refused and moved as soon as the camera flashed. poopstain.


It was all pretty funny after i disciplined him because he was acting SOOOO dramatic. Stupid cat. I wanna smack him. My friend sarah said something about only LIKING not LOVING the cat after her first baby came.... i think he's pushing me to it. Oh well... i never really liked cats anyway.... poor Geoffrey. At least Enos will still love him.

ps. he's meowing SO loud right now from his room for me to let him out... sorry cat. not until i feel like it.... liking is still okay... right?

pss. oh... and we remembered this morning that he doesn't bother the tree (as much) if we take the bottom two rows of branches off... ghetto... but at least we don't have to redo it every 5 minutes.