Christmas morning 2010 was remarkably peaceful. Even with the unwelcome event of a "call-out" late on Christmas Eve (considerably more difficult for those personally involved of course), our family rose to the occasion and 3 of us even made it to midnight Mass. As usual, the dogs and cats insisted on being right in the middle of the action - lapping up rashers of bacon for breakfast, and eagerly checking out the presents under the tree. The usual "holiday greetings" phone calls were placed to friends and relatives, followed by the grand family ritual of gathering downstairs around the Christmas tree to open our gifts. Jesse and Hannah joined in, chasing tissue and wrapping paper, jumping in gift bags, and creating their own joyful havoc. Shoe shoe (who had previously surveyed the scene under the Christmas tree), kept her distance with an air of distinct superiority. Luna and Ozzie were overjoyed (as usual), tails wagging - careful not to miss a moment of celebration (nor the chance to consume some tasty treat from an unsuspecting family member).
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