It must be done

Because in spite of my crap lungs, it just isn't the holidays without a picture of the Brute Squad in their holiday gear!

Right now, I'm sipping coffee in my jammies with the girl dogs laying on and around me. While not a traditionally festive moment, I'm feeling very full of holiday spirit. The house is quiet, the family is sleeping. My lungs are pushing air in and out. It is very peaceful and joyous.

If I had an ounce of ambition, I would get up out of the chair and turn the channel from the murder mystery/forensic evidence/cold case file programs that are on.

But:

a. I have no ambition unless it involves another cup of coffee!

b. It would take a lot more than these programs to harsh out my mellow.

c. The dogs are really comfortable!

Peace.

AG out!