Corey used to have a cat, which he named Starbuck. Corey and Starbuck lived in the basement. Starbuck would use the stairs on occasion. I have fond memories of his racing up the stairs one December.
Each time the door was open, Starbuck would race up the stairs. Each time he got faster. His goal: to climb the Christmas tree. One family member or another always caught him before he made it to the tree. But on New Years Day there was no stopping him. He actually stopped himself.
We had always taken the tree down on New Years Day. I don’t know how long it had been down. We were still cleaning up as I recall. Starbuck was unstoppable. He tore up those stairs and rounded the corner ready to pounce. The tree was gone.
It would have been great to have a camera. I’ve never seen a cat (or any animal) make that expression before. It was hilarious.
I don’t think it was near as funny as Tony and I witnessing our dog Daisy make a mad dash for the TV when Garfield appeared on the screen. The fact that Daisy was running towards the TV was amusing, but even more so because the computerized cat doesn’t even look like a real cat does.