So today I was doing my normal morning walkie through Old City, when I SMELLED SOMETHING. Mama wasn’t sure why I decided to go in a new direction, and quite honestly, neither was I. But I knew that I had to get to the bottom of that smell. So we wandered further up Race Street,…
The Pine Cone Spirit of the Holidays
OK, mama, I will pose with the pretty-lit-up tree. I won’t look directly at you, but I will give an obligatory look-the-dog-is-standing-next-to-something-mildly-interesting look. BUT WAIT. The obviously intelligent makers of this tree saw fit to place a large bowl featuring PINE CONES in the center. Just far enough away that I can see and admire…