Holiday fun




We had the company of a ten-year old this Christmas. Miss M set the table in full holiday splendor - lining up every fork and spoon available. She adored the dogs - it was mutual.

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Jill from Killeny Glen said…
May I say that Miss M has the most glorious hair!!!
Glad you had fun!
Mon Dec 28, 11:25:00 AM
Susan Blake said…
Looks like a great time was had by all! My little dog just had ACL surgery the wk before Xmas so he was a peg-legged baby rather than the ball of fire he usually is - awwww.
Mon Dec 28, 07:01:00 PM
Ronda Laveen said…
I can see why Miss M and the puppies had a mutual adoration thing going on. They are so fabulous.

I read your post yesterday when it came up but couldn't comment from my handheld device. Don't know why. Some blogs I can with it and some I can't. I can't even comment on my own with it. Still trying to figure it out but know one has been able to give me a clue.

Happy New Year's to you and the pups.
Tue Dec 29, 04:13:00 PM
Brian Miller said…
have not got to see all my TT peeps in a couple weeks. a quick note to say i hope you have had a great holiday and warm wishes for a happy new year!
Wed Dec 30, 05:07:00 PM
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