My festive little nook.
Mr. Houdini taking it slow.
Sweet Guinness: leaf muncher and Hyde-dog. Don’t go in his yard. Or come in mine. Or he will eat more than leaves.
Any guesses as to what Mama’s real Xmas prezzie is?
I’m just testing it, I promise. It goes back into the box and under the tree tomorrow!
OMG - so cayoooot! Makes me wanna get in my car & come over right now! Btw, the Luna Bar, raisins, granola bars, & various other treats HIT THE SPOT. Yum! THANKS!
You Rebel, you. Wait til you find the telephoto. I like your tree. Your cat. The dog with leaf bits in his maw. (Where are his eyes? Doesn’t he come with eyes?)
o lord help us…
I’d keep it out until Christmas Eve and then put it back into the box…
My five-year-old has know this dog his entire life, Vicki, and he still asks the same qt: “Why doesn’t Guinness have eyes?”