The after Christmas blues....
Christmas was pretty good. My grandma gave me the greatest gift; my very own squirrel. Now, mind you it’s not a real squirrel, and I know that despite these humans’ attempts at trying to trick us canines, but it has a really good tail that is almost like real. It was a really good gift. I got other gifts that were pretty good too, like my new tug of war toy that you see me and my dad playing with. Dad likes it if I play with him pretty hard.
One thing I didn't understand was when mom and dad came home with big bags of what I could easily smell were dog toys and they kept them from me. Later, I saw mom putting them in boxes and dad taking them off to the post office. Mom said they were going to needy Wires that live in
The best part about Christmas was that mom and dad stayed at home with me for a whole week. Mom was around for naps and kisses and dad was available for play at almost any time. I did have a few busy days running to my grandparents, so I was glad when mom and dad headed off to the train museum in
So, now mom and dad are back at work and I am back in my routine of being alone during the day. Yesterday I was feeling a bit grouchy about it. I liked it better when they were off and home with me. It kind of gives me the after Christmas blues.
I hope that all my family, friends and wiry friends had a wonderful holiday and happy New Year.
Slainte'. (Pronounced slahn-chuh is Irish for Cheers!)
2 comments:
So you think you had it bad? Those toys arrived at my house & were immediately whisked to the top of the armoire. Even with my superior jumping skills, I have not yet got that high...but I practice daily!
I did, however, get to enjoy the box. It was VERY interesting...lots of good sniffing for me.
your pal,
Dean-O!
I am really upset Mackie. Your parents came to Philly and didn't pop in and say hi to me! Grrr
Axel
PS A train museum? My grandpop is a collector..is your Dad ?
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