On the 25th December, just past Midnight, Harley snagged the new gnome left unwrapped for papa and decided it was his new chew toy while Jordan decided she was going to search for Santa and ran into the woods behind the house. Mama and Papa went for a Christmas stroll, under a full moon, without winter jackets and brought the little beastly one back an hour later. I woke up around 6 am with a piercing headache, took ibuprofen, drank a ton of water and went back to bed. Woke up a few hours later to find my glasses destroyed by the dogs (I must not have put them in the drawer, my bad.) AND a pile of doggie vomit. A few more ibuprofen, glasses of water and several cups of coffee later it is afternoon and I feel somewhat human. I went on a crazy cookie baking spree while HWMMS went out to fetch Chinese food for us to eat in front of the TV. Merry Christmas from Weber Wonderland.