|"Oh ... a snoozing Siberian! Hey! Hey, Maggie! It's me - Sock Monkey!"|
|"Ha! Yeah. Up here. Where YOU CAN'T GET ME!"|
"I wouldn't bet on that if I were you, Sock Monkey!"
I flew up the steps and tried to figure out exactly where his voice was coming from.
|"Right ... about ... there. Oh, what the fluff?!? Uh... hi, Mom."|
"Hey, Mags! What are you doing?"
He was hanging out right behind the ol' Maggie Motion Monitor! You know, a little brass bell? Mom usually puts it on one of our trees - hence the old family saying, "Every time a bell rings, a Siberian is too close to the Christmas tree." It figures she'd hang it on this garland!
Between those reindeers and the MMM, Sock Monkey is way too well-guarded. For now.