I spent six dollars on the Christmas Tree Tiara that my dog wore for 2 seconds.

TWO SECONDS.

We took a half dozen pictures and only 2 didn’t look a dark brown apparition was trying to leap out of the picture to freedom and beyond.

Right after the camera clicked for what would be the final shot, Hamish tossed is head back, the Tiara flew up into the air he caught it and then he tried to eat it.

As I pried the sparkly Tiara from his jaws I became determined in that moment when it felt like Hamish hocked up a quart of spit all over my hand to make sure

THE CHRISTMAS TREE TIARA OF SHAME is used over and over and over again.

Why? Because I am like that…so here it is…the beginning of the many adventures of

The Christmas Tree Tiara of Shame.

##########################

Here the Devilish Sparkler claims it’s first victim:

Hamish Macbeth

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Two days later The Christmas Tree Tiara of Shame claims it’s  second victim:

Micey The Cat

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

I got it on Micey, he sat there, I took his picture and that night Micey barfed on my carpet.

I think that Micey won that one.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

The Season has yet to begin and the Christmas Tree Tiara of Shame has struck twice.

Beware.

amm