Okay, this could be proof that sometimes my level of excitement can skew my attention to detail. Looking for a sweet deal on a cute, ugly Christmas sweater. I let you sit with it for a moment.

(I can wear it, right? I have Jewish friends.)

This is Daisy trying to wriggle her way into the highly coveted spot by the wood stove. I guess Baxter should count himself lucky that she didn't step on his soft spots again to get him to move.