26/Nov/18 this blanket is so soft on my fur

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So Tonya was running around most of the day yesterday, decorating the house.  She just wouldn't stop.  But then again, later in the day, she sure did stop.  So much so that she wasn't able to move.  She was in quite a bit of pain from over doing it too much.

The Big Guy put out the snow men and the candles.  One of the lasers still refuses to work.  But my non-furry Memere told the Big Guy, look and see if there isn't a fuse on the back.  He must check that.  He should also make sure that the "on/off" switch in in the "on" position.  Otherwise, no matter how much he plays with it, it will remain in the "off" state.

So we got a bunch of rain on the way.  That makes things right miserable.  The grass is brown.  The leaves have fallen from the trees.  Yup, just miserable.

The Big Guy doesn't mind the rain one bit though.  He keeps saying, you don't have to shovel the rain.  He thinks he is funny at times.  I don't tell him any different when he tells his "Dad jokes".

I'm pretty sure that the Big Guy is going to be putting up the Christmas Tree for Tonya.  Like it's such a big deal too.  The tree already has all the lights in it and it comes in three pieces.  Well, 4 if you include the stand.

Then that will be something else to be in my way of the window.  This decoration stuff is for the birds.

I wonder why, whenever something is out of the ordinary, people will say that it's for the birds?  Are the birds really that weird?

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