It was the day before the night before Christmas (December 23rd for those wondering trying to figure out my riddle), not a creature was stirring, not even a Mouse.
Of course, the Son of Mouse was stirring -- stirring up TROUBLE that is! Notice my genuine sheepskin slipper near Azaan's left back leg in the foreground of the first picture. The dogs have never tried to chew the slippers, but they love to carry them to the field to play with. As soon as they know we are heading out, one of them runs into the bedroom to grab a slipper to take with them. They toss it in the air, as though they are hoping it will come back to life. Baa-baa...
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