I hope everyone is recuperating well from their holiday festivities.
I apologize for being so behind in my blogging; but you see, it’s not my fault. Sometimes it’s difficult to get my human to sit down and focus on transcribing my musings, now that the boys are back.
Anyway, so today I get to tell you about day three of our Christmas shenanigans. Day three was Christmas day. We were all up early opening presents. I got a pink snuggy and a pile of stuffed toys – mainly pink. Timmy hit the mother-load. Not only did he get presents from Santa, but he also got a bag full of toys from the rescue he’s being fostered through and a package from Joan, who is friends with the rescue.
Mum got a very nice, new camera which has made her very happy. All the better to bring out my best side, I say. The guys got a bunch of stuff that I really had no interest in so I didn’t pay attention.
After all the presents were all opened we had a lovely breakfast of bacon and eggs. This bacon is all new to me and I finally know what the whole fuss was about. The smell nearly drove me wild and then when I finally got a taste – pure heaven! Did I mention that Christmas means food? Makes a Pug wish it could be Christmas every day.
After breakfast was done and the plates licked clean, it was time for Christmas Day, Part Deux. Mum and I, Timmy and The Will all piled into the car to drive to The Will’s parents’ place for dinner. They only live three hours away; that’s like forever, in Pug time.
I stayed with them for a week last summer while the humans were camping. They have two dogs (not pugs) and a couple small children (grandchildren) that spend time there. So I was already pretty comfortable once I got there. Timmy made himself at home right away and befriended the female grandchild.
Luckily this trip featured no newborns so I was given an appropriate amount of snuggles and attention. Unfortunately, mum left her nice camera at home where it was useless to anyone so there are no pictures of Christmas with The Folks. Some days I don’t get that woman!
Something I learned about big gatherings like this one – where everyone (especially children) actually sits at a table to eat – lots of food “accidentally” ends up on the floor. Cheese, mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing……. you name it, it ends up on the floor. It’s just a matter of getting to it first. For some reason I won’t argue with, children just love sharing their food with Pugs, and other dogs too.
Such a busy day! It’s no wonder Timmy and I slept all the way home.