I got out our Christmas tree Thanksgiving night, lugging the large box out of the closet and sitting it down in the living room. Bang always gets excited whenever there's a new box and started running around the room, up and down the furniture, and then finally rested inside the box that housed the tree.
Once I had the tree set up I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, as walking at a regular pace these days can raise my heart rate, and noticed in the corner of my eye a large furry thing in the middle of the tree. I shouted at SML to get bang out of the tree, but he was too late and she broke the branches on her fall to the ground, leaving several gaping holes and an artificial tree that appears to be dehydrated.
Although she has stopped climbing the tree, mostly because there are few branches left to climb, she's been hitting the ornaments around with her paw until the wire hangers break, allowing her to kick and chase the balls around the living room until I threaten her with the Humane Society.