First, I must apologize for the poor quality of the photos in this post. In my defense though it’s necessary to point out that my camera is a piece of CRAP!
Bonny appointed herself Chief Christmas Quality Inspector this year. Her first order of business was to condemn some inferior gift knitting.
“You call this Knitting? I took part of it off the needles for you, but you can frog the rest yourself. You have thumbs and everything! For shame human, for shame.”
Next on her list was the tree.
“This thing doesn’t smell as yummy as last year’s tree. And where are all the kitty presents? Oh, I see the problem. These little dangly things at the bottom are taking up too much room. I’ll remove them so you can fit my gifts under this shrub.”
“No, I was NOT playing with this. I just was clearing a path to the tree.
Finally came the building inspections for the newly constructed village. The CCQI thoroughly checked zoning and codes for compliance.
Citations were issued for assemblies gathered without permits. Crowds were dispersed with harsh warnings and minimal violence.
“Move along, move along. No meetings or gatherings of more than 10 people without a permit. You in the blue dress, I resent you trying to bribe me! (Psst, hey lady, leave the nip and crunchy treats behind the church and I”ll be back to pick them up later). “