Our dog, Chevy, sleeps in front of our scotch pine tree on Christmas morning, Dec. 25, 2013, in Columbia, Mo. The tree was our first — and last — scotch pine, and Chevy was tired from destroying his newest chew toy.
Our dog, Chevy, sleeps in front of our scotch pine tree on Christmas morning, Dec. 25, 2013, in Columbia, Mo. The tree was our first — and last — scotch pine, and Chevy was tired from destroying his newest chew toy. Wade Livingston wlivingston@islandpacket.com
Our dog, Chevy, sleeps in front of our scotch pine tree on Christmas morning, Dec. 25, 2013, in Columbia, Mo. The tree was our first — and last — scotch pine, and Chevy was tired from destroying his newest chew toy. Wade Livingston wlivingston@islandpacket.com

That time I left a Christmas tree up till March, and my wife got shingles

December 30, 2016 01:56 PM