tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post7290416349845915992..comments2023-07-02T09:49:08.147+01:00Comments on pear tree log: Tree Trunks and Christmas TreesElainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18218332259187330304noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-37021847616730847712011-12-13T20:41:50.559+00:002011-12-13T20:41:50.559+00:00Hi Dom, Let me think about that for a moment... no...Hi Dom, Let me think about that for a moment... no!Elainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18218332259187330304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-21448320515111524552011-12-13T19:53:24.032+00:002011-12-13T19:53:24.032+00:00oh just let them play for heavens sake!oh just let them play for heavens sake!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11431297921869969693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-58209695571173098522011-12-13T19:36:51.848+00:002011-12-13T19:36:51.848+00:00Hi John, He would have been very disappointed! Py...Hi John, He would have been very disappointed! Pyjamas are definitely the way for me to go.Elainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18218332259187330304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-57700012381589815612011-12-13T19:34:50.972+00:002011-12-13T19:34:50.972+00:00Hi Joanne, I reckon that would do it alright!Hi Joanne, I reckon that would do it alright!Elainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18218332259187330304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-7228949159485120562011-12-13T18:43:30.401+00:002011-12-13T18:43:30.401+00:00at least it wasnt squirrels looking for nuts!!!at least it wasnt squirrels looking for nuts!!!John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525594470029141306.post-87468613170663849182011-12-13T18:05:35.151+00:002011-12-13T18:05:35.151+00:00No tree here, either. We got as far as the lights...No tree here, either. We got as far as the lights and waited. Toby took a running leap, the tree swayed wildly, three screaming adults charged and Toby scooted. He hasn't approached again, deterred more by thoughts of adults screaming than swaying trees, I'm sure. However, we're not tempting him with sparkly, gently swaying balls.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.com