At least she put her pea brain to good use. And had her accident under the Christmas Tree. The closest thing to the outdoors in her estimation, I imagine.
The tree had to go anyway...I had resolved myself to taking it down sometime this week. But the fact that I needed to scrub the carpet made me order a pizza instead of making dinner and commence with the de-decorating immediately.
The bell in the picture was my Grandmothers...I have two of them. I am not a collector of 'stuff'. I guess the only collection that I have would be my ornaments. Each year it is so fun to unpack and hang. I wrap each of them up in tissue paper or bubble wrap and store them in boxes with packing peanuts. The process of wrapping and boxing makes me feel almost as good as the unwrapping. I wonder if that is how a squirrel feels when they are going about the seemingly monotonous business of hiding there nut cache for winter? Do you think they feel a sense of accomplishment that the nuts are safe and will be available when next they are needed?