New England had a devastating hurricane (tropical cyclone)!!!!!

We have sad news to report. 

Last Wednesday was a busy night at our house

 and this sweet little guy 

was left alone for 3 hours.

Who'd have imagined those beautiful brown eyes 

could conceive of such mayhem!

We used to call him just "Rascal" 

but his name henceforth

shall be "Hurricane Rascal".

Hurricane Rascal never touched last year's village 

so we were caught off guard 

Wednesday night when we came home 

to a dog with head held low, ears laid flat and tail hanging. 

He took one look at us and headed to "jail" 

(his crate) 

with the guiltiest face. 

We were left to discover the hurricane aftermath. 
In three hours, he'd managed to erase all signs 

of the lobster boat, 

Zac's house, 

Ashley's kayak,

most of Sarah's house, 

Alex's front door, 

and the reachable end of Sarah's Pier.

My house's roof had been licked clean of all the powdered sugar 

(Zac says eating my roof looked like a tasty idea!), 

Darren's house now has a flip top lid,

and Marti's windjammer is missing it's aft. 

Worst of all,

Rascal was one sick puppy. 

 :(

Now when we leave the house, Rascal has to 
"go to jail" 

and that breaks my heart.

We've decided to count our blessings 

in the fun time we had building the village 

and bid it an early adieu.

Good-bye New England Christmas Village! 

Thanks for the good times!

Bail has been posted,

for Hurricane Rascal,

but we're telling him he might want to watch his p's & q's 

cause there's a jolly bearded guy
in a red suit who's watching him,
 making a list, 
and checking it twice...

;)