To matter what the time or the season, the best place to find Hershey is on the couch. So he was right there, ready to offer some warmth and hospitality to three weary travelers, who must be really tired of lugging those precious gifts around, not to mention, wouldn't those hats give you a headache after a while? Especially the purple one.
The good news for them is that Hershey is an extremely snuggly dog, which is why we so often refer to him as "Mr. Cuddlesby." This makes my husband throw up, kind of like when he sees establishments that call themselves "Gift Shoppes." I'm thinking it wouldn't be a good idea to direct the three kings by putting up a sign on cardstock that reads "Ye Olde Mangere" or the next day's travels might be....unpleasant.
I know it's just hair, but I still might cry. - I was wandering Target last night (a perfectly acceptable Friday night activity) when Annie sent me a text. It was a brief conversation: [image: photo f93ab...
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