I have a Christmas Tree. My wife bought it Saturday night because it was the last tree in the store and needed a family for Christmas, just like Percy, the Puny Poinsettia. It also was priced right! We added a canary as part of the decorations.
Sunday morning when I came down the hall towards the living room I heard jingling sounds coming from the tree. I guessed that Jack was swatting at one of the ornaments and looked all around the base of the tree for him, but he was not there. Then I looked in the tree and there he was, stuck in the beads. He must have wanted to play with the bird in the tree.
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