When will I ever learn not to brag? Minutes after I posted the "look how smart I was to puppy-proof my tree" entry below, said puppy found the unplugged Christmas lights cord on the floor and gave it a good yank. The tree did one of those slo-mo, to-and-fro wobbles, my best ornaments swaying precariously on the branches. I screamed, "Oh, no!" My husband lunged and caught it, milliseconds before it hit the floor. Look closely at the wall behind the tree and you'll see his quick fix.