Hey, Bulldogs

If you saw this past Sunday’s Parade magazine, you saw the ad (click to enlarge) for “the irresistibly cute… Bulldog Christmas Tree.”

Eric spotted this and stared in stunned disbelief, as did we, his humble parents. What possible connection could bulldogs have to Christmas? Then we realized. Of course. The three wise men, bearing gifts of gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. And their bulldogs, bearing hot dogs. Added spice for me is the fact this never-to-be forgotten — or even gotten — treasure of a collectible is from the Danbury Mint in Norwalk, CT.

2 thoughts on “Hey, Bulldogs”

  1. In protest of this kitschy imposition on the spirit of Christmas, I will eschew the use of Connecticut’s condiment and stick with cinnamon!

  2. Those crazy nutmeggers! I heat that the Norwalk Mint is in Danbury, too!

    I think the bone star is a delightful touch. I just had to order two — hope they arrive in time for Xmas.

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