Trees for Everyone

And what Christmas tree hunt would be complete without a trip to the Dairy Keen?...mmmmm...Thanks for coming everyone, it was lots-o-fun!

The Story of a Tree

It seems as though we have come full circle in our blog. Starting back up again with the cutting of a tree. Yup, it's that time of year again. This year we went up to Soapstone Basin with Kathy, Dennis, Leslie and Fraser. Kelly went conservative this year an only cut down a 20 [or so] footer. This time there were no near death experiences to report, just a nice afternoon in them thar hills.

A Tongue Lashing

I don't know. This was just funny.

Good for lapping up water and/or catching bugs 20 feet away. Also useful if you've ever wondered what your eyeballs taste like.

HOWL-o-een

Yes, of course we dressed the dogs for Halloween. They have so few years here in life, why shouldn't they spend them in utter humiliation? Fluffy's horns wouldn't fit, so she was only half a devil. Gizmo hates to be the pumpkin. I love to exercise my will over creatures smaller than me. Perhaps in my next life I will meet the same fate.

More punkins

Our first pumpkins withered and died, so we carved new ones.