I know it’s been a long time, but I have discovered a new fantastic reason to love winter – and I have been reveling in it. In all my years (I’m almost 47 after all) I’ve never known the sheer greatness that Christmas could be [thanks Dad..]
But this year?
This year Mom blew my world apart.
Now let’s get a few things straight: I love mom. She’s mostly always willing to give me love and she even gives us treats in the mornings after we go potty. She tells me how handsome I am ALL the time, she sneaks me food more often than not, she cuddles with me on my new dog bed in the living room, and she gives the best belly rubs. But she has also become quite the hard ass in the last few months…
Now, she doesn’t let me on the couch at all times, she yells at me when I try to communicate my love for females [whether it be through barking to Maggie across the street or mounting Caddy], she puts me in my kennel any time she leaves the house, and she most certainly does not let me sleep in bed with her. AND SHE TAKE SO MANY PICTURES OF ME. I swear I’m going blind from that bright flash. So sometimes? Sometimes she’s not my favorite.
But she TOTALLY REDEEMED HERSELF this Christmas.
I have never experienced a Christmas quite like this year. I got SO. MUCH. LOVE.
I got TOYS! I got a new duck I have ripped to shreds in record time – and it came with not one, but TWO squeakers I got to chew to death. I got tennis balls – as in plural. And I finally – FINALLY – got my own NylaBone so I don’t have to share with Caddy.
Plus, I got to get on the couch on THREE separate days! And I’ll tell you what – couch naps are serious. As in, I am instantly in a comatose state as soon as my body hits the clouds of luxury that are the couch. And I am not a snuggler, but I find snuggling so much more enjoyable on the couch.
But the best part? The absolute cherry on top of all the greatness that has been my holiday???
I got both PIZZA & BACON flavored treats. And they keep coming in unlimited quantities to my belly. I LOVE THEM.
I have DIED AND GONE TO HEAVEN.
Mom, I love you. Christmas, I love you more.
My heart and my anal glands are filled to the brim, both on the brink of explosion.
It is smelly, gruesome, and wonderful all at once.
I can’t wait until next Christmas. How far away is it?