We put the Christmas tree lights on at night and the ponies over the road think it's marvellous. Our tree is made of old growth forest plastic and is unpacked and assembled rather than felled. The decorations are not glass and will bounce when dropped as little paws shows occasional bouts of interest. I've colour co-ordinated this year and thrown out the silver plastic lilies that spat tinsel as soon as you touched them. Our rubbish bin now sparkles accordingly. Having put away the tinsel that didn't make the cut this year I was surprised to find a solitary red glitter Christmas bauble on the back step. A dropped one? But I didn't use red this year. The next day another appeared in exactly the same spot. It was green. However this one had a few tell tale signs. Like teeth marks. That afternoon another red. This mystery must be solved. In our tool shed lies our number one son's dog bed. Sitting neatly inside was a green garbage bag filled with unused decorations. He had been choosing a daily ornament to go on the tree, avoiding the temptation to chew it to pieces and depositing it on the back door mat. He has his own Christmas stocking as does his brother Max. Santa I've been a good kitty doesn't feel right for our new farm cat addition and I should've gone with the one that said Santa, I can explain! Christmas for our pets is a joyful time of the year with more food than usual, family attention and a singing Santa that makes you bark and wag your tail. With the addition of a dozen recently hatched chickens I would suggest however that Santa better get a bigger sleigh.
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