She was sitting at the front door waiting on her Dad so I thought it was a good chance to give her a sniff.
Later that day I was just hanging out on my couch and My Mom let me open up one of my gifts.
It was a doggie bath towel. I really didn't want a doggie bath towel because that means that My Mom will want to give me a bath...and I don't like baths one little bit. Oh well, I was a good sport and didn't whine when she gave it to me. (I'm the black blot with the fluffy Christmas blue necklace.)
There were lots of people around at Christmas, and I got really tired. Rosie kept getting into my stuff so I had to watch her all the time. Finally, I just decided to cuddle up on My Mom's lap when everyone was opening up gifts.
I guess you could say I had a great Christmas...I got to be with My Mom a lot.Catch you next year,
Harley
p.s. I was two years old this month!
