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I’m afraid to use candles too much, though we do have a few, with all the animals to knock them over.

I keep my candles up high and out of animal reach. I learned that the hard way. I had an old cat that we lost about a year ago at age 19, the jumped on the arm of the couch and got his tail in a candle on the end table and burned the hair off his tail. He was not hurt but boy did it stink!

...got his tail in a candle on the end table and burned the hair off his tail...

Boy, that could've been a disaster if he'd really gone up in flames big time and went running around the house setting everything else on fire. Not a pretty picture to imagine, for you or for him. I'll bet he was royally pissed as it was!

Years ago, when we had a little fleabag apartment after we first got married, we had an old cranky stove with a pilot light. There was a significant delay between when you turned the knob and when the pilot light managed to light the gas, so there would be an ominous hissing noise and then a loud >WHUMP!< as the gas all ignited at once.

I turned on the stove one night, and my lady Siamese decided she would jump up to see what was going on -- cat, >WHUMP< and huge fireball all arrived at the same place at the same time.

She burned all the whiskers and long eyebrow whiskers off the left side of her face -- vaporized and melted, leaving little round balls on the end about 1/8" from her face.

I had to catch her and use nail scissors to trim off all the little melted balls because they were bothering her.

But she was so embarassed by her disfigurement that she would hide under the furniture. Long after the whiskers grew back, you could make her go under the sofa by pointing and laughing.