and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a …
Hey, Zeke, come on, you know Santa will never come if you stay up looking for him.
Go on, Zeke, go to bed and go to sleep.
Good dog. Hey, Chloe, you heard what I told Zeke!
Everyone go to bed, right now!
That’s right, Lucy, good dog.
You, too, Sylvester, good kitty.
Come on, now, Smokey, you aren’t fooling anyone.
There, Smokey, that’s better.
Look, even Chloe is finally asleep.
OK, I think everyone is in bed.
And soon, we’ll be visited by that right jolly old elf …
St. Dogolas!
And so, from Leah, Mark, Zeke, Chloe, Sylvester and Smokey,
and to all a good night!
This is a repost from last Christmas, but, unfortunately, one of the star players in that post, Zoe, is no longer with us. Goodbye, kitty.
Such a sweet and lovely post. Merry Christmas to the whole gang there. It did break my heart to see that photo of Zoe.
Robin — Leah is missing Zoe. She feels guilty about letting him outside, but I keep telling her we had no reason to think anything would happen. After all, we have had outdoor cats for almost the entire time we’ve been here and nothing has ever happened before.