Momma and I were perched in the sunniest spot in the house the other day to take advantage of the solar gain. It was a terribly chilly day out - the first strong cold of the season - and this arthritic old house was not holding her heat, poor old girl. Momma and Dadda debuted a couple of space heater thingies which are incredibly alluring and call out to be grabbed and wrestled. But I am not allowed near them. Such indignities.
Anyway, this morning I woke very early and found a stunning situation in the living room, which Momma is calling the Christmas Tree. Absolutely gorgeous. I will do my investigations and report back post-haste.
Cozy with Momma,
Buckaroo
Sounds like Bucky knows how to find a good time! I think I shall have to hang out with him in the sunshine sometime.
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