Oh my. The howliday card race isn’t close to running neck and neck at Our house. Take a look:
I’ve lost count of mine. The peeps are up to, let’s see, I think it’s about four. Yeah, that’s it. Four. And if it weren’t for the nice car detail man, it wouldn’t be that high. Oh me.
I haven’t put them on my card tree or displayed them. I like to look at all of my cards. So I keep them where I can see ’em. Just the way I like it. OH…and see that pen on the side of my bucket? I got that yesterday from Lucy and Mac. How nice was that?
Thank you Lucy and Mac! What a surprise!
And thanks to all of my card buddies (by the way, my card count doesn’t include the electronic greetings I’ve received). LOVE ME SOME E-CARDS! Thanks y’all!
Howlidays are such fun! But it can’t get much funnier than this, can it?
Love you, peeps. But face it, when the mailman asks, “What’s your dog’s name?” when you’re out in the yard and I’m snoopervising, and you say, “Stuart” and the mailman says, “He gets some awesome cards!” then tries to pet me, there’s no doubt about it: I. Rule. The. World.