It's
that time of year again. I just know it. Mom & dad brought another tree into our house. they are cleaning a lot, making secret plans. I have even heard the word B-A-T-H. That can only mean one thing. The most horrible day of the year - PARTY. It's always the same. Mom puts out a ton of food but won't share it with us - even the stuff on the coffee table is off limits as usual. But it smells sooooo good! Then all of these people come to our house! I run to my crate as soon as the first one arrives. Genny, for some reason, doesn't seem to mind. In fact, she goes up and greets them! They do give her scratchies and sometimes she even gets food out of one of them - the young ones are pretty gullible.
I am not taking any chances. I think I will just stay under here were they won't notice me. Hopefully, it will all be over soon.
2 comments:
B-A-T-H?!? Shiloh, there is plenty of room for you AND Genny under our dining room table. No one will EVER find you under there!
I've got your six.
Play bows,
Zim
Hi Shiloh...waves paw...Savannah here! So happy to meet you and I feel exactly the same as you when the introoders arrive...UTB for me! I hope you and Genny do a Real Rescue Dogs Are Talking interview with me for Jan or Feb 2013, that would be pawsome! paw pats, Savannah
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