We were going through the ornaments for the more eclectic tree. We unpacked the Husky Knocking A Snowman Over ornam----- I mean the Husky Helping A Snowman Up After He Fell Over ornament:
|"Oh, cool! I like this one!"|
And a seashell Mom's mom painted for her years and years and years and ("MAGGIE!") - just a few years ago:
And we also unpacked the special Beagle and Black Lab ornaments:
|A Beagle to remember Sam and Rookie; a Black Lab to represent our great-brother Booter|
Sam and Rookie are the Beagles Mom grew up with; our great-brother Booter was a Black Lab/Australian Shepherd mix! Mom loves hanging ornaments on the tree that remind her of them!
Mom seemed to be trying to sneak something out of the box-o-ornaments. I had to see what she was trying to hide!
|"Move that paw out of the way, Mom!"|
"Nothing to see here, Mags! Reeeeeally."
Yeah, right. I reminded HER that Santa was watching ... and she moved her -- did I say "paw" before? I meant "hand". She moved her hand out of the way ... and I SAW HIM!!!
Yes, it was Sock Monkey! The last time I saw him, I was helping Mom box him up after Christmas last year. I wanted him, dear readers. All Christmas season long. But every time I tried to even get close to him, either Mom or Dad were watching me, or Cammie was watching me, or ...
|"I think it's time to hang this little German bell on the tree, huh, Mags?"|
"Not the triple M!"
Yep. The ol' triple M - Maggie Motion Monitor. Sigh. Once known as the Zim Detection Device, it was renamed as I try to carry on Zim's legacy of Christmas fun! Sadly, it's quite effective at letting everyone know when I'm trying to make things interesting -- or as the saying goes: "Every time a bell rings, a Siberian is too close to the Christmas tree." Yeah, well ...
|"Heh heh heh heh heh..."|
Laugh all you want, Sock Monkey, from your perch high in the Christmas tree. This is the year! I can feel it! I WILL get you!