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More Merry Decorating!

I have put my tree up! =)

Okay, so "up" means all 2 foot 4 inches of Christmas tree if one counts the star topper.

I really enjoy turning out the room lights to take pictures of Xmas lights.

Of course, the last time I took such a picture it was of my parents' Xmas tree...

(Yes, Santa is riding a tricycle past the front of their tree.)

Shortly after I snapped this picture, one of my parents' man-eating Rottweilers -- I mean Papillons came racing up the stairs from his cushy night-time dent in my mother's comforter to chase me away from the tree. Followed shortly, I'm sorry to say, by my mother wondering why her carnivorous bauble was shattering the silence of her night with its shrill yapping.

I denied knowing what the dog's problem was (which philosophically is true, as the creature is a few treats short of a Scooby-snack) and my mom turned sleepily back towards her bedroom ... I suspect figuring she was not in fact awake anyway.





Confident my own apartment was relatively toy-breed-free, I decorated the place, turned off the lights, and snapped my pictures.


(See Puff? He has a place of honour on my bookshelf for the holidays)

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