Memories

I am at home, chewing on the tree and ringing that damn bell all I want, 'cause Mommy and Auntie Tiff ain't around to kick my ass every time I graze among the lowest boughs of the tree. But I did find this cool photo of Mommy and me, taken a few years ago when the bitch bought REAL blue-spruce trees instead of the stupid fake, spiral one she has now: