I of course gave in to my children's wills and had Christmas here at my house. So after four hours of eating, drinking, and listening to Dana yammer on about the evils of Disney movies, Christmas is finally over. And poor Maxine. The grandkids love her to death and they played with her for hours. She finally dropped in the middle of the living room, exhausted. So I fed her some turkey and stuffing, and I gave a few shots of my chardonnay, and that seemed to calm her down.
Merry Christmas!
Love,
Madge.
P.S. Got Beano?
IT'S ALMOST TIME!!!
She's at week 39!!!
I think the picture says the rest!!!
God Bless!!
8 years ago
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