The older I get the more frequently my lens turns toward our family pets. This was Blackbeard's first Christmas with us, and his impact was immediately felt as no ornaments were hung closer than four feet to the ground (and no glass ornaments at all were hung this year). This is Gracie's twelfth holiday with us. She was a gift to our kids when she was three months old in 2003. I love these animals.
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| Each year Gracie gets a new baby for Christmas; one that she invariably will "love to death." |
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| Generally not a fan of catnipped toys, Blackbeard took a liking to this little monkey. |
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| Usually inseparable, this is as close as these two came to one another on Christmas morn. |
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