Emeril and I sat eating our breakfast on an ordinary December morning. For Emeril – a bowl of cat kibble. For me – a piping, hot bowl of oatmeal. Our bellies full, we moved to the couch with plans for a rousing workout watching whatever TV marathon we could find.
We nestled into our snuggie, ready to drift off into our first catnap of the day when to our great surprise – came a knock on the door.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
I crept to the door with Emeril by my side as he vehemently denied taking my credit card to order himself a deluxe cat tower. Standing on my tip-toes, I peered through the peephole, but no one was in sight.
I shrugged and went back to the couch, ready to settle back into my nap when someone knocked on the door once again.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
I quickly scurried back to the door and looked through the peephole but still saw no one. Quiet as a mouse, I unlocked the door and yanked it open. I poked my head out, looked to the left then to right, but still no sign of our mysterious guest.
Then I heard a soft rustling as Emeril rubbed against a Christmas present left on our doorstep. It was beautifully wrapped in red glossy paper with thin gold stripes and a large satin bow.
Emeril and I sat at the kitchen table, admiring the gift. We examined it from top to bottom but could find no tag. We pondered for a moment who our secret admirer might be. Emeril claimed the gift was from his fans; I reminded him that I was his only fan. Emeril meowed his protest, but I reminded him that Santa only visited good kitties. Giving me a steely stare, he kept his opinion to himself.
We agreed to wait until Christmas morning to open the present. One day flew by. Day two, we wore out the rug, pacing by the present. And on the third day, we fell to temptation; we must open this gift!
I carefully untied the soft bow with plans to make Emeril wear it later (Shhhh! Don’t tell him!) and ripped off the wrapping paper, unveiling a plain cardboard box.
I pried off the cover, and Emeril and I peered inside the box.
“Wow,” we whispered together.
TO BE CONTINUED…