This is last years photo of Linda and Puppy. Puppy is in the process of moving into the log cabin and Linda is on her way to Tennessee. When Puppy was small he thought that Santa was a 4ft 10inch lady from Georgia. She is my oldest and dearest friend and we only get one day at Christmas. It is a Christmas tradition that really starts the festivities of the season. Up until she arrives it is like a lull in the season. We put our heads together and enjoy the day to the fullest.
I have been very busy cleaning up the log cabin so it will be ready for Puppy to move into. It was funny as I got an email about dusting from Mary at Mary's Writing Nook. I had to LOL at the subject since that is what I have been fighting with dust mop and dust rags for the last couple of days.
It is already past ten at night and Prince and Puppy have not returned with the last load. Now to start putting everything in place. Puppy wants to use my Grandpa's old iron bed, so that will probably be the first order of business tomorrow. We will put the bed he was using in the bedroom where we have the iron bed now. I think it rather neat that he would choose that bed since it was the one that Prince and I slept in when we first were married and lived in the log cabin.
The cabin is where Puppy spent the first two and half years of his life. We had his baby bed in one corner and we had the iron bed in the other corner of the middle floor. He wishes to sleep on the top floor and use the middle floor for a entertainment area and then the living, bath and kitchen on the first floor. It will be interesting to see how he fixes the cabin up and I am willing to help him do whatever it takes to make it comfortable.
There are four rows of shelves in the living area on the first floor and I look forward to see what he will place on those shelves and what kind of wall hangings he will use.
The kitty justice is this will be the being of the Christmas season with Linda's visit and Puppy is coming home to the hill.