Holiday's are for dogs....

I hear that from a good source that this is holiday season. Something about a red-nosed rain dog. Well, I don't believe in that, because there is no dog who loves rain. But be that as it may, I'll be open minded. After all - I'm supposed to receive lots of gifts!

Just a few weeks ago, Dad and I got together with one of his old buddies for dinner. It was quite nice. I got lots of attention from everyone although I think Abby was scared that I would knock her over.

You have to look close to see me, I'm sitting in front of Leah. We were at her apartment. She's a super swell gal - even after I knocked over a beer and urinated on her floor, she still gave me big smooches.

And as I stated in my last blog, I spent some quality time with my brother PJ and Puppy atAunt Kim and Uncle James' home.



See, the big thing this time, Puppy and I didn't fight. I think he knows I can take him now, but I respect my elders. Shadow is well versed in the ways of Bushido.


Now, Aunt Kim, she spoiled me. Dad doesn't let me get on the furniture and Aunt Kim, not only let me get up, she let me sleep on her! Don't tell Dad, he might get mad at Kim.

Oh... and you know what, we had a surprise party for Kim's birthday. Unfortunately, I didn't get her a gift, but she seemed really happy to see me and some of the other folks who stopped in.

There are some pictures, but the Chippendale dancers won't let me publish them.
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OK. This past weekend was bad. Dad had lots to clean up. Saturday, I messed up the bed Aunt Kim gave me. It was pretty stinky. And yesterday, I got hog wild in poop. Dad was just out of control and all kinds of mad. He was saying, the glue factory might be getting some contributions. Not sure what that means.

Anyway, I made a mess of things....

Dad had to clean for a very long time... all over the house. It was messy and stinky. Then he gave me a bath since I was rather yucky as well.

Thank the Beagle in the sky, no more messes for me. Dad says three strikes and I'm out.

Well, today was a nice day. I got to play in the white stuff falling from the sky. Didn't get me wet.. so it wasn't too bad.


The down side of this is that I suspect my night camo is now negated. I will have to adapt.