Sunday, December 26, 2021

The Short Story of a Christmas Toy

Merry Christmas everyone!  Let me tell you a short story of a Christmas toy.


So, our Uncle Ralph made us a very nifty toy for Christmas (apparently our cousin Smokey is a bit a chewer, and our uncle thought he might go broke buying Smokey things to destroy, and so he started making toys himself, cutting out the middleman, so to speak...).  It was a great toy; and with the bright colors, perfect to play with in the snow!



Daisy could only feign indifference for a minute or two.




The perfect length to carry around and whip from side to side!




Daisy I both love fetching these toys, and about 10 minutes in, as we were just winding ourselves up for a great time of fetch/bitey-face Mom's superlative athletic skills kicked in.  She says she was trying to throw it far into the yard. Yeah, whatever.

The result should come as no surprise to anyone who has ever met Mom....


Yep. That will be there until Spring (or Summer) when Mom can convince Larry to come out with one of his big ladders to retrieve it... *sigh* Seriously. There are times I really wonder about Mom.

At our behest, Mom has explained all and begged our Uncle Ralph for another one, promising to throw it away from the house, and never, EVER throwing it toward the house again.  *sigh*


I told you it was a short story of our toy!


*kissey face*

Lucy-Fur and Crazy Daisy