Merry Christmas was all the skunk was trying to say at o'dark thirty this morning when we wanted to let Nellie and Rascal out for their business first thing. Fortunately, said skunk wasn't in our yard as the bomb went off and we were able to corral the doggos immediately. Sooo, interesting start to Christmas Day. As a Bah Humbugger, it was to be expected. But, lest you think the day has been spoiled, think again.
Nellie and I decided to go in search of the last amazing decorations in our far-flung neighborhood. We hadn't been able to take super long walks of late, so this was a big deal. We set out and not only enjoyed the fresh, crisp (but not cold) air, but the quiet that is Christmas morning. Our walk took us down a couple of streets noted for holiday decor.
First, we spotted our favorite (goofy) snake who dresses appropriately for all seasons.
Next, we ventured upon an assortment on the roof that made us wonder how and why all those figures got up there. Magic I suppose. My favorites: Minions and the tiger. What the Sam Hill tigers have to do with Christmas is the big question of the day.
Then, the house that truly goes all out for Halloween and Christmas, this wonderland:
And let us not forget the dinosaurs which somehow escaped extinction. And know about Santa. And don't eat penguins.
Keep your holidays safe and happy.
Since we didn't drive around looking at decorations, you filled the void. Thanks!
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