Our Christmas tree sits by the window twinkling lights.....
and is bare underneath.
No presents.
But I have thrown in the towel.
Conceded.
To two dogs.
Last week the boys spent one afternoon quietly working in their rooms.
Wrapping gifts for each other & the rest of our family.
They were so excited to place them under the tree.
Until later in the afternoon we heard a "crinkle."
Then a "crackle."
And realized Flopsy was unwrapping (ever so quietly) the gifts.
Even worse, was the next day.
When Loch joined in the fun.
So after a few days of catching them with paper in their mouths, gifts opened & slobbered on, I gave up.
And now all the presents are piled in the closet in our bedroom.
We even gave the dogs an early Christmas gift to occupy their time.
Didn't occupy them long.
This is what happened to poor C3P0:
Waiting now on R2D2 to come repair his buddy, and Yoda to do some jedi mind control on the dogs.
"Leave the gifts unopened, you must"
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