This theme can be taken in a number of ways. Here's my interpretation.
My old cat's name was Pishoes. (Pronounced Pea-shoes). He was a white Persian. I never knew that cats could have favorite things, but Pishoes' favorite time of year was Christmas. When we put the tree up, he would immediately spend all day and night sleeping under it. He never touched any ornaments. Sometimes he would get shocked by the 20 year old tinsel hanging off it (my mom recycled it, for at LEAST 20 years). He felt he was safe. Our tree is set up in the corner of the living room, and when he was under it, nobody could sneak up on him from behind or the sides. If someone was coming, it would be from the front.
He would live in bliss until a few days before Christmas, and then the presents would start appearing. We would always leave his spot and a path to get there open. Then we would be forced to cover the path, because there would be too many presents (we go WAY out for Christmas)! :-) Regardless, he would always find a way, and find a spot to lay in, under the tree.
This picture represents Pishoes' perfect place. His bliss. This was after all the presents were gone, when he was able to stretch out and have his tree back.
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