Toffee kept me company while I decorated our tree. There was a Patriots' game on, and I don't trust anyone with my ornaments anyway. (I broke three all by myself.) But I thought there'd be a few more cats looking for trouble. I think the other four were in a secret meeting to divide responsibilities for future tree wreckage amongst themselves. Toffee's assignment is apparently surveillance.
He took a supervisory role, watching quietly as I shrieked over broken glass.. He didn't chew lights or wires, pull items off the tree, or climb it — as he has did during his previous two Christmases. In other words, he was rather a let-down. Our crazy kitten may be all grown up.
But the next day, I found that a tiny, expensive jointed teddy bear and a bird ornament lying on the floor at some distance from the tree. So all is well.