Wordless Wednesday 12/22 -- It's Getting Closer

We're Ready

Bunny here at the keyboard with a quick message.

I do believe that we are now ready for Christmas.  The tree is all set up and decorated.  We have snow.  It's cold outside. 

Our stockings are even hung on the bookshelf with care.  We'd hang them on the mantle, but we don't have one.  Santa didn't seem to have any trouble with the arrangement last year, so I think that will be okay.

We've been good this year.  I don't think there should be any doubts about that.  Not that an innocent little hound doesn't worry just a bit, but I'm pretty sure that we'll be on the nice list.

Still, one thing troubles me.  Morgan is always on the alert for intruders.  I am afraid that none of us will get presents if she bites Santa.  Worse yet, I fear that we'll be permanently put on the naughty list if something like that happens. 

So, I've devised a plan.  Santa is supposed to be at the dog bakery today.  No doubt he's there shopping for stocking stuffers for all of us!   Sorry, I got distracted.  Anyroo, I'm thinking if we go to the dog bakery and Morgan meets Santa, she'll see that he's an okay guy and let him in to deliver our presents on Christmas Eve.  I'll let you all know how the meeting went next week!

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Bring On The Christmas Tree

Bunny here at the keyboard, writing about part of our weekend adventures.

I suppose you read what Mom wrote yesterday about our trip to the dog park.  I'd just like to state for the record that I did not lead Morgan into that tree on purpose.  I just thought that everyone could turn on a dime.  Now I know differently.  Anyroo, part of the reason we went to the dog park was that we were also going to the Old Dairy Barn Christmas Tree Farm to pick out a tree. 

Last year, it was just me who went with Mom and Dad.  This year, everyone except Lilac went.  She put on the brakes at the van door and refused to go, plus it was pretty cold, so she stayed at home.  We had to drive quite a way to get there, but that's okay.  I enjoyed the drive.

Soon, we were at the tree farm.  There were trees everywhere.  It was really hard to choose a perfect one.  I'll admit that Morgan and I were a tad distracted by the rabbits and deer smells all over.  Still, we finally found one that we liked and Dad got to work cutting it down for us.  We carted it back to the barn and they shook the loose needles out and put it in a net, then we loaded it in the back of the van.

On the way home, Mom and Dad like to stop at this old house that is now a giant Christmas ornament store.  It's pretty impressive from what I hear.  They don't allow dogs inside, but after seeing the pictures, I am okay with that.  I'd be afraid my tail would get caught on some of the ornaments.  People come from all over to see the store, and from the pictures I saw of the inside, I can see why.  Dad was proud to find a German Shepherd ornament to add to our little dog tree.  Mom found a few for my fancy little pink tree, too. 

When we got home and they brought the tree inside, Mom and Dad realized that the tree was a little bigger than they'd realized.  It still fit inside, though, and Mom is pretty happy with the new Christmas tree skirt we got from my stepgranny.  We think we made a good choice after seeing the final product.  Now we just have to wait for Santa to come and bring some presents!