Christmas Tree Hunting, part two

Anson the cherry-nosed melon ball

Me and my little buddy "sharing" some hot chocolate

The fearsome threesome who wrangled three very large trees onto the back of the truck. We had our tree, my parents' tree, and also the tree of some friends of our family. *

The bush with wheels we had to follow home...nervously. I kept a safe following distance. More than safe, probably.

*Tangent story about the friends...Their names are Rog & Mary and they live about 3 houses away from my parents. Mom told Simon that we were going to pick up Rog & Mary's tree from where they cut it, and Simon said, "Not Rog, Garage and Mary." I guess he isn't familiar with the name/word "Rog," but "garage" is something he knows. A few times that day Simon mentioned that we had to get "Garage & Mary's tree" and bring it to "Garage & Mary's house."