“…freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin – inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night…”

I am blustering and out of sorts. I had another go around with Target as I got the wrong book again, the same wrong book. I spoke to two people, the first being incompetent. The problem, as determined by the supervisor, my second person, is that Biscuit’s Touch and Feel Christmas is in the wrong place at the warehouse. I have to send back poor Biscuit or I won’t get a refund on the actual order. It is my responsibility to correct their problem or lose my money. I am an unhappy consumer.

I have much to do today, but it is a lovely day to go out and do my errands. I have to vote, get the dog’s new license, shop for batteries and some storage bins and then hit the post office. Gracie will be happy as she can come as it is cool enough for her to wait in the car.

Gracie is an occasional toilet water drinker though I keep her water dish freshly filled as Maddie also drinks out of it. Today the toilet bowl on the bottom was filled with sand. I have no idea what Gracie was digging. When I checked her water bowl, it was also sandy, and the floor had a trail of wet paw prints. I have no idea what that dog is up to when she goes outside. Today in the hall she herded poor Maddie. She jumped left and right so Maddie couldn’t pass her. Gracie’s butt was in the air so it was playtime, but not for the cat. I saved Maddie. Gracie looked disappointed.

My house has a bit more Christmas. I brought up my scrub pine, and it was lit last night. This afternoon I’ll bring up more. A little bit of Christmas makes me anxious for a lot more.

My sisters, my cousins and I are all Christmas enthusiasts. It is genetic from our parents: my mother, my mother’s brother Uncle Jack, and my mother’s sister, Aunt Bunny. All our halls are totally decked. I am probably the only one who doesn’t have my tree yet, but I will by Thursday. My house will scream Christmas by the end of the week.

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8 Comments on ““…freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin – inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night…””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Each evening we are opening the doors of our Advent calendar – We have not seen The Prince since we started so he will have a few doors to open if he blasts in this weekend.

    The December rains have not turned to snow but its only a matter of time. I am finally reaching the end of my Christmas shopping and a sense of relief accompanies the bulging credit card.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I open mine every day though I admit I forgot one day.

      My sister had a bit of snow but the western part of the state had to shovel theirs.

      My shopping is done, and I have all I need to decorate the house and wrap the presents. I do need to get my tree then decorate. I’ll then do my cookie lists.

  2. Birgit Says:

    Not a single Christmas gene in my family but I already put a white light chain onto my cactus plant. I’m proud of me 🙂 Maybe I even add some straw stars next week…

  3. olof1 Says:

    Albin is my first dog ever who has an interest in the toilet bowl, so far I’ve been lucky to have dogs who hasn’t shown any interest in them at all. He hasn’t been drinking so far but he will if he gets the chance 🙂

    Not much christmas in my home so far but I hope I’ll better myself this weekend. I really don’t celebrate it but I do like to keep some traditions anyway. Mostly I like it when christmas comes so we can take two weeks off from work 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      It is no big deal that Gracie drinks out of the bowl, especially in the summer as the water is always cold.

      My outside lights are now up. I’m going to wrap today then decorate tomorrow.

      Have a great afternoon!

  4. Bob Says:

    Luckily we never had a dog who drank from the porcelain throne. Maybe we didn’t clean it often enough or possibly too much. Dogs seem to like disgusting odors and other dog’s poop. 🙂 What’s sand doing in the bottom of the bowls? Of course you live next to the ocean and sand is in abundance on the Cape.

    Dogs recognize each other by the odor from their anal sphincters.

    It’s beginning to feel a lot like the holidays with freezing temperatures by morning and a hard freeze on Friday morning. That’s lows in the 20s.

    A couple of years ago I was in Montreal Quebec the first week in December. When I boarded the flight to Dallas it was cloudy and misty with temperatures in the low 50s. When we landed in Dallas it was freezing and there was at least a foot of snow everywhere. It took two hours for the taxi to makes it’s way the twenty miles to my house. That Christmas Day it was sunny in the 60s.

    • katry Says:

      I don’t really care if Gracie drinks from the bowl. It doesn’t have a disgusting odor as I couldn’t stand that. The sand came from Gracie’s mouth. She had buried something in the yard and uses her face to push the dirt over the hole.

      We too are going to start getting freezing weather. It will start on Friday. The last few days have been in the 40’s. It rained this morning, but the day still wasn’t half bad.

      Last Christmas was in the 60’s here, but I was in Colorado where it was in the teens. That was a bad break. Nothing stops the world from moving more than snow.

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