Something is going terribly wrong here.

Oh please tell us it isn’t so. Mom does this thing called decorating. It’s all over the house, but especially in the living room. Aptly called that, because, we do most of our living there.

But this morning I heard her telling dad, that it may be time. We weren’t sure what time it was, maybe an extra breakfast. But no it has something to do with the decorating. I think it’s going away.

Now we have to admit, that makes us a little nervous, she seemed to really love the looks of this stuff, and as you can see, she’s got lots of it. And there is only two of us that she seems to love the look of, could we be next?

Honestly, we tried to be really respectful of her stuff. We didn’t eat one thing.

Do you have any idea how hard that is for us? Look at all the things that could be  chewed, but wasn’t.

All the lights, the warmth, the Santa’’s. All gone, or soon to be.

What is she thinking?

Tell us it isn’t so.

We even let her put these silly things on our heads. Anything to keep the stuff  where it is. In the living room, bedrooms, bathroom, kitchen…..well you get the idea.

Here we are begging dad to make it stop. But I am sure even he can’t stop this devastation. She did promise that it will all come back next Nov. we can only hope.

Hope the lights in your hearts stay bright and warm until Christmas returns.
Love, Annie and Quigley