There I was..... minding my OWN biddiness yesterday afternoon... when my peeps started unloading the shed and bringin' up boxes and surrounding my napping spot on the couch with them. How's a dawg supposed to get quality naps around here??
Then dad dad opened a huge big box which he got all brand spankers new from the shops. His old tree was over 35 years old so mum and him thought it was time to get a new one. Mum started putting her pretty stuff on it. I was
snoopervisin watchin' from the couch.
Then these three came out the boxes and mum lined them up so I could have a nice "Paws-Off" "familiarisation session." (Did your peeps have too much university Psychology trainin' too??...Geeezz)
It wasn't "Paws-Off" for too long....
This little Christmas pengy was a little tempting for me....
Mum: NO.....RUBIE...... They are NOT YOURS...... you are not allowed to touch them...... if you do Santy Paws will see.... and you know what THAT means!!! So you have to show Santy Paws just how good you can be.....alright??
Crikey!!! I'm gonna have to watch my moves my furiends.... maybe try and control my stuffie urges until the 25th?!?! That's a LONG time!! This is gonna test me fur sure!
Mum says they are
stuck put at the base of the tree.... to guard the presents..... like I guard the house.... HEY!!!! This tree is BLOCKING some of my watch-zone in front of the house!! Can you move it a little to the right ma?????
Cripes!! Just what do you call these mum????
Mum: They are called "Reindeers" Rubie. Aren't they cute??
They look more like "Rein-Dawgs" to me..... are they gonna be able to play with my tennis balls????
I knew it....... more
useless tat decorations that just won't do much!
They won't even kick my ball ma!! What kinda dawgs do you call yourselves??!!
I'm just gonna sit here - and not CHEW ANYTHING..... until I see the
mountains of presents that Santy Paws brings me.
How many sleeps to go??