Here is that story you have heard many times: an unexceptional cat discovers a magical tree, covered with tiny glowing fruit, growing indoors. A voice in the cat's head compels it to explore, read: Climb.
This is a wondrous green tree, almost too easy to climb, laden with strange apples that have no smell. Up and up the cat moves, curious and excited.
As this feline nears the summit, the enchanted fir vibrates, then tilts, falling with a thunderous crash. The startled cat escapes the room, wondering what had just happened? No tree had ever done this before.
After a few hours under the bed the cat returns to the living room and finds the magical tree again standing, just as when first discovered. This tree is truly special.
This cat mounts once more and the crashing is repeated. But unhurt and unafraid this time, the cat hides waiting for the mysterious evergreen to pop back up. Only while this cat is eating in the kitchen does the Christmas tree climb back from its prone position.
The cat has no idea that it's human was involved with this miracle, the righting of the tree with glowing things on its branches.
The cat did it again and again until it was no longer amusing. Those broken hand blown glass ornaments from Germany were expensive. Enough is enough. But the cat thought it was a game, by this point. Locking the cat out of the living room didn't work. Someone would open the door to enter or exit and the cat would break past and make a beeline to the tree. A traditional Christmas tree stand is no match for a cat intent on toppling a decorated tree.
Dad solved the problem of the cat knocking over the Christmas tree by anchoring a ring bolt in a ceiling beam in the living room. He suspended the tree using tie wire. The tree hung in a pan of water, almost as if the tree was floating an inch off the floor.
The cat continued to spend much of the day hiding amongst the upper branches, but could no longer knock the tree to the floor. However, when he leapt to the floor the tree would spin, like an upside down top, yanking the string of lights from the electrical outlet. The room would go black.
Blackness didn't have the same impact as knocking the tree to the floor, but it was the only new trick that entertained the cat that week.
Then on New Years Day the ordinary cat was puzzled when the indoor magical tree disappeared. We usually left the tree stand longer than New Years, but not this year.