Since we're not home much, I have been reluctant to have a Christmas Tree. So, poor Willa has never experienced the growl from me telling her to not think of the ornaments as hanging dog toys!
This year, however, I hankered for that "evergreen" smell in the house.
Boughs brought in, galvanized container found, and voila, a bit of Christmas on the mantle.
Willa doesn't get to experience the growl (and more than likely Annie doesn't remember when we had a tree), but she does get "nature inside."
Murphy's Day.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment