But I think it goes a little far when Kiki chases me through Pottery Barn or World Market or Target with deer ornaments. You don't see me chasing her with too small Uggs or used up Starbucks cards. I guess that is just because I am more mature and I can deal a bit with my phobias.
I think, however, she crossed the line the other night at dinner. In fact it was Christmas Eve. We were sitting down to enjoy a festive holiday meal. The family was waiting at the dining room table and I was busy getting some last minute items for the table. This is what awaited me at my place when I sat down:

It is one of my reindeer candlesticks with a little warning. Just rude, I tell you. Rude.