Does anyone remember last year at Christmas how my dog, Ivy, ate one of the wise men from my Nativity Scene? Well, I have a brand new Nativity Scene this year. The figures are much larger than the ones I had for years, so I didn't think Ivy would bother them. Yeah. Right.
We now have a three legged, no-eared sheep.
And no, Ivy is not a sheepdog. Just a mutt. With a taste for mutton. (or plaster of paris)