Well, it’s another Sunday. Our Christmas & New Year’s holidays are officially coming to an end.
The family’s vacations from work are over. Dad went back preach at the little church he serves this morning. Last night he said, “well, I’ve got to set the alarm clock again.” He has a different job during the week, so he’ll be busy with that starting tomorrow. It was strange for him to leave the house all dressed up in a suit this morning, after being able to stay with me in regular clothes for the past two weeks.
Mom went back to work last Monday. But after two days, she was home again and not feeling very well. She said something about having a “stomach bug.” I didn’t see any bugs, even though I kept looking. I don’t like bugs….they make me nervous. I did notice that she didn’t eat very much. As a matter of fact, she hardly ate at all for a few days. So there were a lot less crumbs for Mazi and me to look for. That’s no fun.
I don’t know what’s going on with the younger daughter. Some kind of drama with her friends. All I know is I stay out of the way and let Mazi sit next to her and cuddle with her, because if I do, she just tries to pick goop out of my eyes. And that annoys me.
I think Mom is feeling better today. She’s laughing and joking around more. And she has been working on some art projects. She uses this stuff called Modge Podge that’s really smelly — so when she brings it out, I get under my covers so I don’t have to smell it.
That’s all for now. Ruff-ruff!
Happy New Year everyone!
Today, there is a picture of my sister Mazi here. I think my Mom put a picture of her up because she is really getting on my nerves. Our nice vacation time is wearing on my nerves. Plus, now that I think about it, I got a great blanket for Christmas, but she got all the really fun toys. I AM a little mad about that.
Ok, I’m a LOT mad about that. Christmas morning, Rachel and her husband brought Mazi a gift, but NOT me. They gave her a big round bone. It was so big, she couldn’t even chew it all in one day. It just was not fair. Not only did she show it off in the middle of the living room floor where the family sits in a circle to open their presents, but then she pranced around the house playing with it like a prancing horse. I just burrowed right next to my mom’s thigh and stayed under the covers and didn’t look at anyone. I was NOT happy. Besides, there was too much commotion in the house.
FINALLY, everyone left the house in the early afternoon and Mazi went to her crate. I had the whole house to myself. I got to enjoy the couch and the blankets and pillows, just like I like. Peace at last. Mom, Dad and the younger daughter came home in the evening, Mazi ran around the house again like an idiot, looking for that round bone. But dad made her wait until the next day.And the next day? Whew! Stinky! Mazi has a problem being stinky anyway, but that bone made it SO much worse. I am so tired of her smell. It is really annoying.
Can you tell I’ve been a little cranky lately? Maybe I need a doggy vacation. That’s what Mom thinks. Ruff-ruff!
I’m so happy! My family is on vacation this week!
I like it when they are home more. We are watching movies together,
they are cooking and doing more things around the house,
and of course I am getting held more. When I want to be held.
They are good at leaving me alone when I want to sleep.
I hope you are having some good times today like I am.
Ok, I know I’m cute.
Sometimes my sisters think they should dress me up like a little doll.
As if it weren’t traumatizing enough just getting the tree up!
I’m a little emotional today. Could be the holiday whatevers.
Or it could be the change in routine.
Exhausting. Going to bed.
Tis Christmas Eve eve
and all through the house
the grown-ups are snoring
and I hear a mouse.
There are packages and paper
all over the floor;
and I’m confused.
what to expect anymore?
My family seems happy….
they are eating a lot.
More people come over,
I wish it would stop.
I like my routine…..
I don’t like to share.
But I guess if I’m lucky some
I’ll get extra love & care.
A few special treats,
maybe they’ll hold me a bit more.
Oh well, Christmas only comes once
a year — Ruff-ruff for yours!
Merry Christmas, everybody!