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    Just stopped in for a minute to bring some Bailey's Irish Cream-- Salted Caramel flavor--well-worth a try, and delicious in eggnog--oh,yes, and I brought some eggnog, too. It's in the refrigerator for anyone who would like some. Fluffy and Mousebane were asleep upstairs on one of the guest room beds, but came down to say hello. I guess anytime they hear somebody in the kitchen they think it's worth a look. No need to clean the catboxes or do stalls--the cats and horses all poop candy canes here.
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      CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeDec 5th 2018
     
    "the cats and horses all poop candy canes here"

    brought a good laugh this morning but trying to picture it is even funnier - getting that curve out!!
    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeDec 5th 2018
     
    I walk past the big front door seeing the lights on and people inside. Great, it's been opened. I walk through the crunching snow past the skating rink down to the small barn and there they are, Daisy and Mae, the two clydesdales under some tartan covers chomping on some hay. "How are you guys?" I ask but they snort that they're too busy at the moment for chit-chat. I can see my breath walking back thinking about that midnight sleigh ride and the skating nights. Smoke is coming from the big chimney which means the fireplace must be lit. My nose is cold and my eyes are watering as I step into the foyer stomping the snow off my boots and can smell right away that something good is going on in the kitchen.

    It's easy to forget how bright the stars are until you're out here and it's easy to forget how comforting and warm it is inside until it's freezing out. It makes me think of some of those scenes which there weren't in Charles Dickens' story. Too poor or too miserable to have the crackling of the wood and the dancing embers of the fire to get toasty in front of and get lost in.

    A cheer to those who can't be with us until we meet again, don't know how don't know when, and a cheer to those who are here and at least can share such moments as these. I pour a little brandy into my coffee and go to one of the chairs with the foot stools and put my feet up in front of the crackling fire.
    • CommentAuthoroakridge
    • CommentTimeDec 5th 2018
     
    "the cats and horses all poop candy canes here"

    Need to have a talk with my horses and cats, I'm still getting the same old stuff :) Maybe time for a visit.
    • CommentAuthormyrtle*
    • CommentTime4 days ago
     
    I will never eat candy canes again.
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    Myrtle, that didn't register with me until I read your comment. Now I don't think I will ever eat candy canes again either. (smile).