For those of you that don't know, my family's tradition is to cut down a tree from my parents' property. Since Ben and my dad were ill, my mom and I were left with the task of hunting for the Christmas tree. We had many adventures on our journey, but the most exiting was when we ran across an exiting find; bobcat scat!
The trip was successful except for when the tree fell on my mom because I didn't yell "timber" in time. Now, it is beautifully decorated and standing proudly in the living room.
The adventures of Brian the pug and his devotees.
15 December 2007
Scat!
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You are not down under! I'm always the last to know... :(
I can't believe you attacked your mom with a tree. Okay I can believe it. I've done it too. I'll have to get a picture of my mom's tree this year.
From what I understand it is actually a large branch that she cut off of the stump from last year's tree.
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