She spend a good half hour watching me wrap from her perch on the bed.
The curling ribbon caused her to travel to the ground floor. Princess Leia was intrigued and ready to “help”.
Her eyes, full of potential action, gave me warning.
The wrapping paper sufficiently wrinkled and poked full of holes, she left without a backward glance.
Adorable! And as annoying as it may be, we lost our last cat this summer and I would dearly love a sharp clawed helper right about now.