Guess who's getting a lump of coal in his stocking this year? Mr. Nick. I only took this oil-filled portable heater out of the closet about 10 minutes ago, dusted it off, and was ready to add it to the Salvation Army donation center pile. I went upstairs for less than five minutes to bring down more stuff, and this is what I found. Nick has had a love/hate relationship with electrical cords for his entire almost 11 years. He can go years without touching one, and then out of the blue, it's like he can't help himself, and he falls off the wagon... I'm trying not to be mad at him, he's probably feeling a little neglected with all the puppy-stuff going on, so at least he got some attention!
