Here and gone in a flash. On the bright side, we didn't have to deal with taking down the Christmas lights. [Or mistletoe, though they did their job hacking it down whenever a new sprig popped up.] I bet there's a place where Christmas does exist year round. Must be a very festive sort of place.

Yes, let's. [The two walk down the stairs, Ginia grabbing her own coat and gloves off the coat rack. She whistles for Odin, the dog galloping over from the kitchen and giving a happy bark, then galloping off into the snow the moment the door opens.]

Spry thing. Despite his age, he's a giant, lovable puppy.