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Karen, Wesley, and I all went to the Fleet Center to see the Bruins play. There we learned that nothing
gets a girl excited like a man with a baby strapped to his chest. Yes, fellas, those ladies are looking for more
than white teeth and a rounded bicep; emanate 'stable' and 'reliable' to really drive them wild.
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Christmas
Falmoth and Hallowell, Maine
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Keep all 4 paws on the ground, Max.
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During mealtime, Wesley hangs out on the floor in his Frosty The Snowman suit. Here he's getting a little company
from Karen.
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Max gets a treat from his new doggy advent calendar (see the bones in the christmas tree hanging on the door).
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When those harsh Maine winds really start to blow, you need a hat you can grab on to.
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Tim and Sue take the baby for a spin
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Peter and Pat's sweet new dog Hassel... I mean Tassel.
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The big story this year was the Christmas Day Eve Blizzard. Westbrook, the next town over from Falmouth, got 22 inches
overnight. We were all snowed in in Hallowell, here's the scene back in Falmouth on Boxing Day.
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When the fur on Max's feet gets too long, the snow forms into big icy chunks on his feet. Kathleen is giving
him a trim so he can go romp in the blizzardy snowfall without worrying.
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Wesley is named for Wesley Gilpin, Clifford's father and young Wesley's great grandfather, of Dorking England.
He made the long journey across the sea to be with us all for the holidays and to meet his namesake.
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