Christmas Eve is better with an Octopus.
Tonight,
the Boyo and I took Nami and our friends’ wiggly pup, Spaghetti,
to the park to run around for a while.
There was Christmas Tree Lane,
with old, old Deodars covered in soft colored lights.
We played Book Lovers’ Scrabble until we got too sleepy to be clever.
The dogs are quiet.
So are we.
It’s a good Christmas, loves.
Merry Everything.
It *almost* makes it feel like it's snowing outside!
