Who needs drugs?!

Many of you will not be surprised to learn that due to space constraints and feline psycho-ness we do not generally have a Christmas tree in our wee apt. Our three stockings are always put up high and this year lights were hung on various shelves and pictures, strategically arranged out of the Cat Zone, to help make it feel more Christmasy. Sam spent a lot of time over break tripping (no, the other kind) on the pretties.

This span of pix was taken while I was reading on the couch. He was sitting there for roughly 45 minutes before snapping out of it.

For the record, no, there were no lights on the ceiling; here I think he's simply continuing to enjoy the corneal imprints as he stares into space (this portion of staring lasted a good 7 minutes).

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