After we took off all the ornaments and lights, I had to bale all the water out of the stand so I can get it out of the house. Our cat Leon sat under the dining room table and stared at me the whole time, no doubt cursing me under his kittie breath, cursing me and the unbearable cruelty of my taking away his source of sweet pine water and the wondrous bower to hide behind. Till next year.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
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