This afternoon I’ll be going to a Christmas concert that I’ve been looking forward to for months with friends Sandra and Sarah. I know it will really put me in the Christmas spirit.

Yesterday I spent a good part of my day at Sarah’s to meet my new fur-nephew Oliver (Ollie), a 10-week-old ball of fun (Charlie’s not so sure about this young’un, and hasn’t quite thawed toward him yet).
I haven’t put up a Christmas tree in years, but when I did and Luke was alive, he loved playing Godzilla with the tiny trees I put up (he’d bat at ornaments on the larger tree, but it was situated where he couldn’t easily get to it). Sarah did put up a couple last year, but hasn’t done it yet this year. And now that Ollie’s underfoot, I’m not sure she will.
Especially if she watches this video.