Aspen & Amore meet Santa

Last Saturday afternoon, after the morning romping at art lessons, we headed out with Aspen & Amore to cut our Christmas tree. It is an annual ritual with us to go to a local tree farm and select and cut our own tree.

Last year we had taken Amore along to the tree farm we have been to many times in the past, along with our friends and their little dachshund, Jenna. In previous years no one had commented on Jenna’s presence and we had met other dogs there, too, so we expected no hassles, but we disappointed upon arriving to be told “No dogs allowed.” So this year I hunted for another nearby tree farm and called in advance to be sure we could bring the dogs. Fallowfield Tree Farm was happy to welcome the dogs and we even met their German Shepherd roaming freely around the property.

While we waited for the tractor wagon ride to take us to the tree cutting field, we roasted a couple of marshmallows by the fire, and then along came Santa, so of course we had to introduce the dogs!

(We found the perfect Christmas tree, and it’s now standing well-decorated in our loft, where Aspen can’t get at it as he’d no doubt strip off all the ornaments he could reach and chew them to bits… )

When we got home that evening, Aspen was totally exhausted after all that activity! He went into his crate (something he doesn’t often do voluntarily) around 7pm and didn’t make a noise (highly unusual when crated!!) until 10pm when I let him out before hitting the hay myself. Then he went straight back to bed and slept soundly all night long!