On Christmas Day, it was just me and momma and daddy, very quiet but that was ok.
On the day after Christmas, momma and daddy went to grandma and grandpa's farm, but I couldn't go. The 'rents said there would be too much commotion with all the kids and peoples there. :-( Oh well, when they came home later, they gave me lots of loves and brought me some turkey for my supper!!
Here are some pictures of Christmas Eve and me opening my present:
|What's this? A present for ME?|
|I can smell it, but I can't get it!|
|Please help me get it out!|
|Anything else in there?|
|Yay! A Christmas bone for me!|
This is me the next day, Christmas morning; momma said it looked like I had too much of a good thing, and I slept all morning. See what's left of my bone on the pillow? Momma took me for a walk after lunch and then I felt much better.