We have this Christmas snowman who talks. We call him "Bobby," I don't know why, but we do. He is about 2 feet tall and we have him facing the front door. When anyone comes in the front door he has a sensor in his hat that detects movement and he will say a few different phrases. Like, " Come on in, it's warm inside," or "Take your coat off and stay a while," and a couple of other phrases, you know things like that. It's kinda cute, and it goes with allot of our Christmas decorations.
So, ok, I'm home alone this afternoon, and sitting in my chair watching the TV. All of a sudden, "Bobby" says, to know one, "Come on in, it's warm inside." Now no one is here but me, no one or anything any where near "Bobby." No cats walking in front of him. No one came in the front door. But this crazy thing starts talking to no one. I look around, I see no reason for "Bobby" to be talking. So, I laugh it off and go back watching the TV. Then a couple of minutes later, "Bobby" says, "Take off your coat and stay a while." Now I got to be honest with you this stupid thing, "Bobby," is beginning to
freak me out!!! Still no reason for him to be saying anything. My mind starts to racing, do we have a ghost!!!

No..............ghosts are invisible, they wouldn't set "Bobby" off to talking. What in the world could it be. Again, I go back to watching the TV, but watching "Bobby" out of the corner of my eye. And, as you might have guessed, for the third time, "Bobby" says, Come on in, it's cold outside, stay a while." Now I've never heard him say this much.
AND, I might add here it ain't cold outside here either. We are in the low 80's here for the next few days. I'm totally
FREAKED OUT at this point. I'm expecting "Bobby's" head to turn around and look at me!!! I got to tell ya, I'm shaking in my boots here now. I don't know how I did it, but I got the nerve up to go over and look "Bobby" square in the face. It's a sinister looking face. So, I'm about to haul off and knock that stupid lookin grin off of "Bobby's face, when I notice a piece of fuzz sticking to "Bobby's" hat. And every now and then a breeze from the ceiling fan will move it in front of the sensor on his hat setting him off to say one of his phrases. Problem solved. You know, the more I look at him....................he's kinda cute looking little guy.
That's my Christmas story for this year. So,
MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone.