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COOKIES!!! I sacrificed myself and ate the booboos.... and then the not-so-booboos... and then some good ones. These are never gonna make it to see Christmas Day.
Bowie looks just too, too comfortable.
He has absolutely no shame.
Saturday night. The wind howled, the snow blew, the cold came pounding on our door, but it couldn't come in.
A warm fire always helps.
And I think Bowie would crawl into it if I let him. He loves the warmth.
But then again, there was a line formed behind him. It's a little dark, but if you expand the picture, you'll see what I mean.
Another one of my tree. It's a small one, but it shouts Christmas louder than many a big 'un.
We got out the scrabble game (aka laptop). I didn't get to use the word "ha" or "the", although that NO and ON combo is mine. ;) Iz noes big werds.
