[previously posted in Raising a Super Dog]
Hey, Food Lady, says Holly. Santa called. He wants me to come over to play reindeer games with Rudolph.
I can go, right? The Cat told me Rudolph has a big red glow ball that I can play Keep Away with. He says Rudolph loves this game.
I need to get back in good with Santa. I think this is just the thing that’ll do it, too.
You’re not wearing it wrong if you’re going to be so stinkin’ adorable about it.
Fawn, a Canine Companions for Independence puppy
Holly, a Canine Companions for Independence puppy
[previously published on Raising a Super Dog]
A slightly belated birthday to the Canine Companions for Independence Hero Litter.
Holly and her littermates should have received a hearty Happy Eight Month Birthday greeting a few days ago on November 18. But the day came and went without a peep from us here.
Kind of like the movie Sixteen Candles, but without all that teenage awkwardness.
Because there’s nothing awkward about Miss Holly now. Just look at her surrounded by her aura of grace and poise.
Sure, mostly nothing awkward. Do take notice of those back legs of hers, willya.
Oh my.
What brought this posture about? The chilly earth? Emulating a roast turkey in advance of the upcoming holiday? The desire to comply with the Sit command real good now?
Maybe simply a reminder that, at eight months old, Miss Holly is still a puppy.
Just in a bigger body.
Go. Do. Be Dog. 