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Lovin' The Homestead
Thank you! That is a 12 foot tree. It smells amazing! I can't wait to have our own real tree next year.
Funny story: Mr. M and I moved into a house rental in Spring of 2016. It was an old farmhouse built in 1850. The place was a nightmare (as was the landlord), and nothing ever seemed to go right while we lived there. Fast forward to Christmas there in 2016, we went to get our first real tree together. Brought it home, put it in the base, put lights on it, and couldn't get it to stand upright. It then fell over onto Mr. M. We left our rental, drove 35 minutes to my parents house to borrow their base at 2200. Arrived back to our rental at 2300, and realized we had both left our keys inside. Landlord was 30 minutes away, and probably asleep. So, Mr. M broke the double paned front door, and Maverick (black German Shepherd) starts barking. We walk in, the glass shatters all over the enclosed porch, and Maverick is nowhere to be seen. I walk into the house to find Maverick, calling his name repeatedly. He ran upstairs to hide in our bedroom (this is a Shepherd that has never been afraid to stand anyone down), and upon hearing my voice a few times, peaks his head around the corner upstairs. While I am cleaning up the glass from the porch, Maverick comes over to check things out. Mr. M starts to help me tape up black garbage bags to the door, as it was 22* that night. Suddenly, Maverick throws up not once, not twice, but 3 times between the porch and the living room. The poor dog was so scared, he lost the entirety of his stomach contents. The next day, we go to the Depot Cheap-O to buy a new front door. $500 later, we had a new door, and a Christmas tree. Good times.
Funny story: Mr. M and I moved into a house rental in Spring of 2016. It was an old farmhouse built in 1850. The place was a nightmare (as was the landlord), and nothing ever seemed to go right while we lived there. Fast forward to Christmas there in 2016, we went to get our first real tree together. Brought it home, put it in the base, put lights on it, and couldn't get it to stand upright. It then fell over onto Mr. M. We left our rental, drove 35 minutes to my parents house to borrow their base at 2200. Arrived back to our rental at 2300, and realized we had both left our keys inside. Landlord was 30 minutes away, and probably asleep. So, Mr. M broke the double paned front door, and Maverick (black German Shepherd) starts barking. We walk in, the glass shatters all over the enclosed porch, and Maverick is nowhere to be seen. I walk into the house to find Maverick, calling his name repeatedly. He ran upstairs to hide in our bedroom (this is a Shepherd that has never been afraid to stand anyone down), and upon hearing my voice a few times, peaks his head around the corner upstairs. While I am cleaning up the glass from the porch, Maverick comes over to check things out. Mr. M starts to help me tape up black garbage bags to the door, as it was 22* that night. Suddenly, Maverick throws up not once, not twice, but 3 times between the porch and the living room. The poor dog was so scared, he lost the entirety of his stomach contents. The next day, we go to the Depot Cheap-O to buy a new front door. $500 later, we had a new door, and a Christmas tree. Good times.
