“Who’s this gift from?” asks a voice of innocence. “Oh, that’s from Aunt Donna. See, there’s dog hair stuck in the scotch tape.”
|What a nice shot of the kids. Wish the dog was conscious.|
Micron was able to join in the holiday festivities at my mom’s place again this year. He tried to get her two older dogs involved in some puppy playtime, but that didn’t work out for him. These gals are so over the puppy phase, they were happier just pretending he didn’t exist within their plane of existence. They would turn away their mature snouts to say, “No, go away, you bothersome thing. We don’t want to play with you now.”
His response reminded of Donkey in the Shrek movies. “OK,” he says, with his tongue lolling out the side, “how about now? No? OK, now? No? Um, OK. How about now?” Poor guy.
|Hope you got more eggnog for Santa Mouse.|
Micron opened up some new chew toys. New stuff for home and a couple to take into the office. He had kids to hang with and got to lick a little baby (that darn tongue!). He was a happy boy all around.
Ahhh! CCI puppies and Christmas 🙂