Silly reindeer games

There I was, innocently shopping online for a tick collar for Smooch, 

when I saw it – the must-have equine accessory of the season. On sale.

What can I say? I'm a sap for equine headwear. 

Especially the kind that lights up.

Sure, the antlers look like a pair of alien hands from the rear view, but who cares?

I knew the minute I saw these that I could play some silly reindeer games with my herd

and this blog would live to see another day.

One of these things is not like the other.

 

Me: Lucy, dear, could you look up for a second, please?

Lucy: In a minute. A reindeer's got to eat, you know. 

I've got to bulk up for that big job I've got lined up on the 24th.

 Santa: Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Lucy!

On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner! And Goosey!

Let us all be thankful that I don't write Christmas carols for a living.

Lucy: If I'm going to wear these, I want top billing.

Lucy: Not one word out of you, shortstuff.

The only thing better than one reindeer hat is two reindeer hats, and, yes, I bought a pair.

We'll see if Donner and Blitzen Alan and George can get with the program in time for the big day.