On the Sixth Day

On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me

Six geese a-laying

Yes, they were real eggs. No eggs were injured in this photo session.

When we were taking these pictures, my mom said, "Boy, is Daddy going to be mad if we break eggs in the bed!"

There were lots of pictures of furry blurs, of Emilie's hands, and a few of doggie butts. Here are a few and what I imagine the doggies were saying:

Holly: Hey, Dharma. Eggs!

Dharma: Hmm. . .

Both: Sniff, sniff, sniff.

Dharma: (Sniff) These are REAL eggs!

Both: Mine, mine, mine!