Pluto's Christmas Tree

From x-entertainment I could stare at a Christmas tree for hours and be perfectly content. Don't really have time to do that, but even with it lit up in the background, I can at least stay half-content. I've had this fascination since I was a small boy, and though I'm sure I would've come to it on my own, I did have some encouragement from Chip and Dale.

I've written about this before, but only for a paragraph or so. One of my favorite Disney cartoons of all time is 1952's Pluto's Christmas Tree, a seven minute shorty where Pluto obsesses over finding and eating the chipmunks who have taken up residence in Mickey's gloriously decorated Christmas tree.

The short is just your usual run of madcap slapstick boings and clangs, but when Chip and Dale first soak in their newly decorated surroundings, it's really…affecting? I dunno. You've got this little scene with the little rats casually strolling along the branches with their arms behind their backs, sopping up the season's sights, and for whatever reason, I love it to death.

In fact, their rare "inside view" of a Christmas tree inspired me to do the same as a child. While I couldn't physically fit inside of my family's Christmas trees like Chip and Dale could, I often took naps directly underneath them, staring up through the branches until the twinkling lights and shiny ornaments finally rendered me unconscious. I tried to recapture this experience last night, but all I could think about was how one of our cats puked on the floor somewhere in the vicinity of where I was laying within the past month. It didn't kill the mood, but it didn't do much to bolster it.