A couple of posts ago, FuFu asked for a picture of my boyfriend Jake. Below is a somewhat blurry picture of Jake running with someone else's ball (way to go Jake!)
So far, I've gotten all the Xmas cards but 2. My parents can't believe it. I even got a card from my mom's high school boy friend. I also got the cutest stocking to hang up. My mom's best friend Becky made it specially for me. Mom gave her one of the calendars with my picture. Feliz Navidad is the Spanish way of saying Merry Christmas. This one is Fleas Navidad. She said Santa Paws would put treats in it for me.
Buster mentioned that inside was where the big bed was. I don't get on couches or beds. I don't like the feeling of not having something firm under my feet. I don't like it when I go to the vet and they put me up on a table either. I just don't sleep very good in the house. I feel that I should always be listening for intruders. Also, I'm a black dog in a dark bedroom and my mom usually manages to stumble over me in the middle of the night, no matter where I am in the bedroom. Even with those little flashlites in the wall sockets she can't see me.
Well- I'm off for a quick tour of the snowy yard before bedtime.