I love that little dog belonging to my son. There will come a day that she will leave our home and only come for visits. I will miss her spunk, but her destruction—not so much.
Here’s the tally on the Christmas decorations:
Plastic ornament. The verdict was to pitch this one.
She made a one-eyed snowman.
And a cyclops of another.
I will keep the two snowmen. Every year I will pull them out and be reminded of that little puppy.
Oh! Thankfully, I was schmart when I went the plastic ornament route when the kids were little, and we had cats milling about. Also, I’m glad I have hoarded the plastic ones. So far, we haven’t had to tie the tree to the wall as we did many years ago…and that’s a good thing.