The Mango is a fun loving, holiday kind of guy, but sometimes the way momma decorates is most perplexing to my large and wishing I had a more artistically inclined momma self.
This year some of our ornaments showed up on this new thing called an ornament tree. I'm not sure I really like it, but it does serve to display some of my most treasured ornaments (like my flat Grandpa Angus up top).
This thing comes out every year too. Momma likes it and since it is tucked away in the corner next to PeeWee's couch, I can't complain.
When I saw my large and handsome portrait replaced by this, I did get a bit annoyed, but tried to maintain my holiday spirit. Besides, at least Beautiful Raja got to stay up on the wall.
Wait for it...
ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME?
That has got to be the sorriest excuse for a festive holiday tree that I have ever seen.
Well, at least she can't mess up the dogtivity...
Note to large and not coin operated self:
Always check momma's nommy treat pocket for loose change prior to engaging in the reward based activities. I think you get the picture... ka-ching! Blech!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Momma so did not make that wreath on our front door (or the thing next to PeeWee's couch either). She bought both of them at the charity auction at the work place. The lady who made them is the same lady who helped momma make her lame-o wreath that is in the dog cave. Fear not, momma is scheduled to go back and visit that crafty lady for some more tutoring.