Don’t know if I’ll have the pixies back next year, they caused quite a ruckus on Christmas Eve while we were out.
After an evening of cheese balls and nut clusters we arrived back to the garden to discover a thumping electronica beat and a pixie party in full swing.
That evil cat was annoying, and had a foul odor, but the red pixie was the real problem, getting everyone liquored up.
In an effort to shut this party down, I offered to get a group picture by the front door, hint hint. But the dog kept sneaking sniffs of rank cat butt.
They started to the door, but the combination of the thumping beat and the kitty pheromones was driving the dog crazy.
That’s it, party’s over…Get Out!
And to all a GOOD NIGHT!