One Christmas some years ago, we purchased a huge Christmas tree for our home in the mountains of Virginia. We were excited because we had cut it down ourselves at a local Christmas tree farm.
Because it was so big and full we needed to buy more ornaments to fully cover the tree. We purchased them at a Christmas store that sold mostly old timey ones that were beautiful but very delicate and as such could break easily.
We also purchased a bunch of Gingerbread man cookies which we poked holes in and hung on the tree with ribbons. When our family had finished decorating the tree we thought it was the most beautiful one we had ever had.
Apparently our Black Lab named Joey loved the tree equally as well but not for the same reason we did. During the weeks prior to Christmas we began to find pieces of ribbon on the floor of our living room and we scratched our heads wondering where they had come from.
We searched the tree for clues but could not find any. As all of the ornaments were in tact and quite a number of gingerbread cookies still hanging on it we figured the ribbons couldn’t have come from the tree. It thus remained a mystery to us.
One morning, just days before Christmas we were awakened by a loud crash. I snuck downstairs to find out what had caused the commotion and wondered if a burglar had busted in a window to steal something. When I finally made my way down to the living room, to my surprise I found the Christmas tree laying on it’s side.
Ornaments were scattered all over the room in bits and pieces and the place was a mess. In the corner of the room I spied our dog Joey. He was cowering in the corner looking like the cat that ate the canary. In his mouth was the evidence, a half eaten cookie.
The mystery was finally solved. Apparently Joey had eaten the low hanging cookies first then up and up until he could no longer reach them. Left wanting more, he eventually jumped up to grab one in his mouth and ended up pulling down the tree in the process. You can be sure we never hung gingerbread cookies on our tree again.
Although we later laughed over the catastrophe, we once again were left asking ourselves, “What on earth are we going to do with this dog”?
I hope you enjoyed my story. While all of my others are pure fiction this one was based on a real event. I actually wrote a whole series of children’s stories based on the crazy things our dog Joey did and I will post them after the holidays.
In the interim, have a great weekend, pray for peace and I’ll see you again next week.