On the ninth day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Nine traffic cops,

Eight buskers busking,

Seven baby possums,

Six Canada geese,

Five live octopuses!

Four tabby cats,

Three hummingbirds,

Two Muscovy ducks,

And an egret in a western red cedar.

“He says he’s not going to take me in for kidnapping because even with the octopus climbing up his leg it’s still calmer in here than the 680 at rush hour.”

On the eighth day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Eight buskers busking,

Seven baby possums,

Six Canada geese,

Five live octopuses!

Four tabby cats,

Three hummingbirds,

Two Muscovy ducks,

And an egret in a western red cedar.

“Is that a...ukulele?”

“Looks that way.”

“Shame she has no idea how to play it.”

On the seventh day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Seven baby possums,

Six Canada geese,

Five live octopuses!

Four tabby cats,

Three hummingbirds,

Two Muscovy ducks,

And an egret in a western red cedar.

“You know, I can’t figure out whether to report you to PETA, the UN, or Homeland Security.”

On the sixth day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Six Canada geese,

Five live octopuses!

Four tabby cats,

Three hummingbirds,

Two Muscovy ducks,

And an egret in a western red cedar.

*sigh* “So much for the carpets.”

On the fifth day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Five live octopuses!

Four tabby cats,

Three hummingbirds,

Two Muscovy ducks,

And an egret in a western red cedar.

“What is this I don’t even...?!”

“The Red Wings are in town, there was a sale.”

On the fourth day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Four tabby cats,
Three hummingbirds,
Two Muscovy ducks,
And an egret in a western red cedar.

“You’re a sick bastard, did you know that?”
“Did you know there’s an egret on your head?”
“Can you blame him?”
“Wrawk.”

On the third day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Three hummingbirds,
Two Muscovy ducks,
And an egret in a western red cedar.

“You know one of these hummingbirds is trying to take on a duck?”
“They’re very territorial.”
“And he’s winning!”
“Flzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.” “Wrawk.”

On the second day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

Two Muscovy ducks,
And an egret in a western red cedar.

“What the hell is a Muscovy duck, anyway?”
“They’re the big ones with the nubbly faces that live in the park.”
“Ugly suckers.”
“Hey, that’s no way to talk about your Christmas present!”
“Well, I wouldn’t want to meet one down a dark alley at night, is all I’m sayin’.”
“Wrawk.”

Photo by original uploader Steevven1 at en.wikipedia and used under a  Creative CommonsAttribution 2.5 Generic license with my thanks.

Merry Christmas!

I have a little gift for everyone. A new post will be made every day from now 'til Twelfth Night. Have a blessed and peaceful holiday and a prosperous New Year!

The 12 Days of Christmas, Northern California Style

On the first day of Christmas my True Love sent to me...

An egret in a western red cedar.

“Hey, where’s my pear tree?”

“You don’t even like pears.”

“Wrawk.”

Photo by Len Blumin of Mill Valley, California, United States and reshared under a Creative CommonsAttribution 2.0 Generic license with my sincere thanks .