Now I pronounce that I am NOT being a Scrooge… but who would have thought that a pack of antlers would soothe the savage beasts. And I’m still working on the 75-page Grenada Registers’ Document dated 1801, in the search for ggg-grandfather James Smith.
But of course, Tinker is not too sure with her antler. (That is not Tinker's tail.) She’s trying to figure out who was that fat man dressed in red running around on the roof.
But Radar, Bella, and Taylor got right down to chewing their Christmas antler sticks.
Enjoy,
Jim
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