When my Grandma Mahle moved down to Florida she was getting rid of some of her things. One of the things that she was getting rid of was a glass owl. A very nice owl, but neither I nor my cousin Allison had any place to put this beautiful glass owl. My cousin finally decided to take it and give it to me for Christmas. Almost every year (except the year i forgot :) ) we've passed it back and forth in different forms. Here was what i did this year.... with a sign that said, "Never trust an Owl in sheeps clothing."
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