There is just something about a decorated Christmas tree that brings joy and light to the home. I noticed the lower branches were a little light on ornaments since the last time we were home, only two days ago. I purposely put the oldest and saddest wooden ornaments on the bottom branches just in case our oversized puppy decided to do some serious teething on our tree and I was right to heed my instincts.

Jack is off the hook because he has been here for five years and our ornaments were never touched. Lulu isn’t the chewing type so that leaves only Stanley as a viable suspect. I won’t sit him down in interrogation, but I will be spending my time this weekend doing anything to distract him away from the tree.