good times

Just a few quick pictures of our Christmas!

Massah was happy we got this shot.


Not my present, of course (I didn't get any) but I managed to steal this one!


Scavaging for more.


My Christmas cuddle (I was lucky...).


My new fuzzy blanket! (okay, it's Massah's, but I'm sure she'll share)


Hope yours was great, too!

enjoy!

However you celebrate, have a happy holiday!




We're thankful for all of you,
Hannah, Fig, and Tad

*hiding my face*

You've heard "don't bite the hand that feeds you"? Well I didn't. I bit the face that was going to take the food away.


Yes, I did.


And yes, it's less than a week before Christmas. Massah said I am not getting ANYTHING for Christmas and I may be on the Naughty List for the rest of my life. She warned me to not even expect a Christmas cuddle or kiss. And I think she means it; this happened on Friday and she hasn't kissed me since.


Please don't think badly of me. Massah keeps telling herself that it's because I used to have to fight for my food, but she's getting tired of trying to convince herself of that. I promise not to do it again - as long as I never get a bone again!





For the details:
I was lying on the bed, eating a bone that I stole from Fig, when Massah came over to me. She bent over and kissed the top of my head, but I knew that she was going to take the bone away, so I STRUCK. And bit her. Two big bites and a few smaller scratches. I was in the literal and figurative dog house for quite a while. Still am in the figurative dog house, to be frank. I don't even know how to BEGIN making this right.... Any ideas on how to apologize? (Besides vowing not to poo in the house? I don't think I could give that up....)

"i'm sorry" isn't cutting it....

I'm lacking Christmas cheer

I have been a VERY BAD BOY (which has nothing to do with my pooing in the house...) and am currently banished from any kisses from Massah. I don't know if I can bring myself to confess my sin to you all. But while I'm working up my courage, you can bring my spirits up by voting for Post Of The Month at the Bone Zone - I was nominated for my Bad Sweater post. And here I am, looking angelic and innocent and sweet and kind and good and like a doggin who would never bite anyone.

ACK!

Look at this! Leah is CHEATING me!!!


I KNEW I smelled something on Fig's breath when she crawled into bed late at night! Leah was feeding her BONES while I was peacefully sleeping! I found Leah's garbage and was just nosing around when I found this! It is DISGRACEFUL!