This Christmas, Ken and I were deciding what to do about a tree. I had bought a pretty artificial at our annual Pawzaar for the Humane Society, but it didn't work out! Andy has a habit of chewing on anything that isn't real, and began his ritual on the tree. I told him no, which became Bobby's cue to begin the watch, guarding the tree from unwanted predators. So when Andy went back under the tree, Bobby went into action. He went under the tree, chased Andy around the bottom, which sent the tree spinning in circles. So the tree is going to Becky, which left us with what we'd do for a tree. Ken can't see, well I somewhat agree, paying for a tree that will go out to the burning pile. We came to a good solution. Since an artificial was not going to work, we went to Western Tree Farm, and bought a living tree. After Christmas, it will go into the yard to grow into the beautiful tree it had the right to be. For slightly more than a cut tree, we now have a tree that will keep on giving, and in the years to come, will be joined with others!
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