Muffin is their cat. It's an eerily similar situation to an experience we had with Momerath on her first Christmas, before she grew up to be big and fluffy:
This photo was taken at eye level. Sneaky little kitty. When we caught her, we were laughing so hard that we left her in the tree, poking at the ornaments, while we ran to get the camera.Momie was a curious baby cat; thankfully she managed to leave all our ornaments intact, which was nice of her, since it was our very first Christmas together (2005).
The Christmas ornament carnage would come two years later.
And though I never mentioned it, the wise man' s severed head was in fact reattached (you totally can't tell) and the clay bell ornament from Budapest (you can see it in the pic above, to the left of the white sanddollar ornament Momerath is trying to eject from the tree) was also glued back together and now only sports some minor chips and cracks.
BTW, note the gold-and-brown wall of our living room in 2005, lovingly sponge-painted by our home's previous owners. I think most of their decorating had been completed by 1993. Luckily we repainted in 2006 to a nice golden yellow.
Strangely, Orion has never seemed inclined to do anything other than sit under the tree among the presents. Maybe Christmas is not his favorite holiday. I wonder why that is.