Most years I look forward to putting up our holiday tree. Of breaking out the stuffed animals, toys and crocheted tree skirt for the bottom. Tis the season of brightly colored packages piled beneath a glowing tree lovingly decorated with the family ornaments. No designer tree for us but rather a mish mash of kindergarten popsicle stick ornaments that have hung on my trees for thirty years mixed with ornaments given to me by family and friends long since gone. But this year is different from any other because the tree is bare. Not because there are no ornaments. No presents are beneath our bare tree because they are wrapped and hidden in the closet. My beloved ornaments are lovingly wrapped and remain in their plastic storage boxes. Are we boycotting the season this year. Not really! We just have inside guests this year that don't really mix well with brightly colored paper. They LOVE paper.....I mean REALLY love paper. Love to shred it that is!
They love ribbon and bows and yarn also.
And a true treasure is an old nasty shoe. The yarn basket beside mama's chair is their roost of choice these days and all their treasures are stored there.
Marlowe and Moxie are 5 weeks old today. They are no longer taking the bottle but have grown to solid foods now. They now go outdoors regularly to try to train them to potty. They hate the dog kennel box and whine constantly when you shut them up. Eventually these babies will be big dogs judging by the size of their bone structure. Eventually they will have to go outside to the dog house. We may have put an extra cot in there for Baby O.
We will never convince these two they are dogs..
There will be no beautiful pictures of a shiny tree this year from this farm. The tree has already been knocked over....TWICE : )
Sweet Jesus give me strength !!!
Hickery Holler Farms has gone to the dogs!
Blessings from The Holler
The Canned Quilter