"Al! Al!"

This morning Ben was standing over by the Christmas tree and I thought he was looking at ornaments and soon I realized he was saying "Al!  Al!" so I went over to investigate.  There was Allan, perched in the branches quite close to the top. 

 

I don't know how he got up there without messing up the ornaments and lights.  I didn't even hear any rustling of branches. 

 

It was hard to remove him because of the multiple strings of lights and beads on there!  This tree must be bringing out his repressed natural instincts and now he seems to think he is a wild mountain lion or something.  I reminded him that wild cats don't vomit every time they eat anything besides sensitive stomach formula cat food.