The letter is in the mail

Wilson just popped into the village to mail his letter to Father Xmas. 

I think he's going to be a bit disappointed in some of his requests; I just can't see how Santa can re-start all those cancelled tv series… but I'm sure he'll come up trumps with W's request for 'surprises'.

A star appears in the East

Despite the bitter cold last night, Wilson insisted on erecting the outdoor Xmas lights. He ignored my urging to wear a coat, saying that he couldn't do his 'best climbing' while encumbered by clothing. 

I do worry about him on that ladder, but he says that climbing is one of all anteaters' greatest skills. 

As soon as he'd finished putting up this star he popped in for a warm-up and a cup of hot chocolate, then he was back outside putting up more lights, even as darkness fell.

The Xmas tree is finished

Well, it took a long time but Wilson finally has the Xmas tree decorated to his satisfaction. I think it looks lovely. He says his paws are sore from the pine needles, but otherwise he's very happy. He also smells very Xmassy!

It's freezing this morning, with a heavy frost, but W intends to put up the outside lights this afternoon. 

Dressing the tree...

Wilson, now fully recovered from his Adventure in Time, has put the Xmas tree up. He has just come down from the loft with a LOAD of decorations, and is going to dress the tree this afternoon. 

I know he had intended to decorate the tree entirely with Pantone® colour-matched decorations, but they were quite expensive so we just got three Pantone® Xmastree Balls and W coordinated the other decorations as best he could.

Weather permitting, he plans to put up the outside lights tomorrow.

Time Travel experiment fails dismally

Wilson's experiment in Suspended Animation, or 'One-Way Time Travel' as he called it, was a dismal failure, and he is in a very grumpy mood this morning. 

He woke at the usual time, complaining of indigestion and a headache (ie a hangover), asking, 'Is is Xmas yet?' When he found it was only the following day he groaned, put his paws over his eyes and tried, unsuccessfully, to go back to sleep. 

He was so hung-over that I had to bring his breakfast to him in his bed. After a few pints of water, two paracetamol and some fire-ants, I'm sure he'll be as good as new, but he says he's never going to try hibernating again. 

Decorating the Xmas Tree has fallen behind schedule, so I'll try to distract him with that later. 

Wilson's Xmas Plan

Last night Wilson cooked a very large meal and ate far more than usual. He washed it down with a lot of Ant Gin. Then he announced that he was bored with waiting for Xmas and he was going to hibernate until Xmas Eve.

We both know that anteaters do not naturally hibernate, but he thought that with enough food and drink inside him, together with the current cold weather, it should be achievable. 

He made me promise to post his letter to Father Xmas, and to wake him on Xmas Eve. Then he took himself off to the tumble dryer and retired. 

Xmas List

Wilson has just finished writing his list for Father Xmas. 

I've caught a glimpse of it, and I have to say that there are some very big asks on it. 

Some VERY big asks.