Posted by on Dec 11, 2017 | 18 comments

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OH, NO!  Mamma just came in and got me to go look at The Tree.  So it’s here, I guess…the countdown until Santa Claws comes sneakin’ around.  Two weeks.  Oh, boy, and I haven’t bought or wrapped anything for anyone!  But Ann Adamus did a lovely greeting to ALL of you!  And since we are in Roma, buon natale, too.  What if Santa really wants scotch on the rocks instead?  Oh, boy…

Thank you, Ann, for doing a beautiful job.

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Then again, I don’t see anything under that tree that has my name on it, but then, naughty or nice–haven’t made up my mind yet.

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It appears to be covered in little birdies, not one of which is peeping!  Boooring…

But mamma has made it up to me by coming in to rub my tummy.  You can see my little paws kneading away with pleasure.

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Hah, I fooled mamma.  I’m just pretending to like this.

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Mamma is so, so easily fooled…