I’m looking at a big stack of cards that need to be addressed and mailed, but I’m waiting for all The Compound people and dogs to be in the same place at the same time to shoot our annual holiday photo. And really, I should wrap the presents that have been collecting in a corner in the guest room for eight months, so if we shoot anywhere near the tree, it won’t look so forlorn and giftless.
These pictures are from the first time Tom and I ever did Christmas photos. It was the second Christmas after we were married, and Lynne shot them in her living room. It’s weird to think she sold the Green Acres house and we won’t be going there during the season. But it doesn’t matter where we are, we’ll still celebrate together at some point.
Pete was an only dog then, and he looks awfully cute in his Santa hat. You’d never dream such an adorable little thing would happily gnaw on your ankles, would you? Unless you’re Josh, Katie, Jerry, Christine, Amy, or Tim.
you forget he mauled Jess’ leg!
I didn’t forget! I try not to rewrite history. I KNEW one of you would come along and try to pretend that happened, so you made me cackle first thing when I read your comment this morning.
That hair!