Best Christmas Ever!

Hi friends!

Wow! This was such an awesome, busy Christmas I have finally caught up on my napping (I missed a lot of my naps) and am ready to tell you all about it!

Events started Sunday when Uncle R called and said he was on his way from Virginia with The Thing, could he stay with us. I tried my hardest to convince Dad to tell him no!, but Mom reminded me Santa Paws was still watching and he doesn't like when puppy dogs are mean to their cousins. I said, "Well Santa Paws never had The Thing as his cousin!"  A few hours later Uncle R and The Thing came through the door.

How Derpy hasn't bitten that stupid tongue off yet, I'll never know.

Stuff happened Monday, but none of it involved me, except for the car ride to pick up dinner that night. We went to the fry store, but I didn't get my own order this time :(

On Tuesday, the best thing happened! Grandma and Grandpaw came and they brought Mawmaw and Pawpaw! They sneak me most of the treats. A few hours later, Uncle R left but forgot to take The Thing. Boo. He came back with The Blur (The Thing's sis-fur). Apparently all dogs stayed at my house for Christmas. A little later, my other Grandma and Grandpaw came with Emma. Just to keep everyone in the loop, we were up to 4 dogs and 9 humans. Lots of treats were had!

Uncle R and The Blur after her batteries ran out

4 dogs!

It's hard getting 4 dogs to sit for a picture

Christmas Eve is also Pawpaw's birthday, so we had cake...wait, the humans had cake. Dogs got nothing.

We had to go to bed early so Santa Paws could come.  I was nervous The Thing and The Blur would scare him off, but when we woke up, the tree had a billion presents! I felt like Randy from A Christmas Story ("OH boy! That's mine!"). The humans ate breakfast first, but it involved food, so that's OK.

It's all mine! I think.

I wore my nice Christmas bow tie. I'm fancy that way.

The Thing wore his tie too. Copy-Cat.

Dress-up picture. Check out The Thing's underbite! He gets derpier by the second!

Bet you can't tell who gives the dogs the most treats!

It was finally present opening time. I got a bunch of treats (of course), a new food dish, and a new water thingy that has a bottle to hold extra water and it lets a little out as I drink it. Now I don't have to herd Mom and Dad into the kitchen when my bowl is empty!

I helped Mawmaw and Pawpaw

And Grandma

That's a big mess. And it's not my fault!

Me and Dad

I hate you sometimes, Mom. I blame Uncle R and J for giving me the antlers. Now I know how Ralphie felt in the bunny costume.

Opening presents wore Mom out!

After presents, I had the most important job--helping Mom cook Christmas dinner! I take my job as sous chef and janitor very seriously, but all those extra dogs kinda cramped my style. But it was Christmas and I was feeling generous, so I didn't get mad.

The rest of the day was spent eating and begging and talking.  Everyone went back home (and took their dogs) on Thursday and I've been trying to catch up ever since. The good part is Mommy only had to work Monday, so I've really enjoyed having her home. We're catching up on all of our snuggling!

Merry Christmas!

On behalf of my family, I (and Stella) wish you and you family a very merry Christmas (Festivus, Solstice, whatevs). I will be sure to recap the most amazingly best week ever...once I've caught up on my sleeping!

Santa Points

Hi friends!

The second greatest holiday is quickly approaching. Christmas is in less than two weeks. Christmas is the holiday Santa Paws brings your presents, lots of people are around to sneak you food and everyone has a big dinner! You are probably saying, "Mister, if it has all that, then why does it come in second?"

I'm glad you asked. I rank Christmas second because unlike Thanksgiving, Christmas is also a very strange holiday that I don't completely understand. First, humans bring a tree inside the house then expect you to NOT pee on it. Then, Santa Paws brings presents, but he drops them down the chimney, where they get dirty. Plus, you're not allowed to bark at Santa! THEN, humans have to do lots of stuff which takes their attention away from you. Finally, lots of people ring your doorbell to leave packages. That doorbell is my arch nemesis.

So that's why Christmas is second. Too confusing to be first, but way better than Halloween or Firework Boomie Day (also called the Fourth of July).

I got a great surprise today. My daddy stayed home from that work place. Mom still had to go though, but I decided to give Dad an early Christmas present. I was a very good boy! My day started like normal. Mom gave me the B word (breakfast in case you don't speak Mister) and took me on a W-A-L-K. But Dad was still in bed! Once he was up, Mom was ready to leave for that work place. So Dad took me on a c-a-r r-i-d-e.

I really like Dad's seat warmers

When we got home, I didn't even notice Mommy was missing until way after Daddy finished the B word. I still got up on the couch with him. Until the Wood Guy rang my doorbell. He left us lots of logs for the fireplace. Then, I got back on the couch until Mom came home for lunch.

The best part is after Mom went back to work (well, that's not the best part), but I stayed on the couch the WHOLE time. Even when UPS Guy rang the bell. Dad told me to stay and I did. I never left the couch the entire time Mom was gone.

See? Snug as a bug in a rug

Friends, that is HUGE news for me. I hate nothing more than when Mommy is gone and it doesn't really matter if Dad's there or not, so for me to not pace and whine is a big deal, let alone relaxing on the couch!  Mom says I've earned extra Santa points AND big bed privileges!

Thanksgiving Hangover

Hi friends!

This has been the BEST weekend EVER! And the very best part is it's still going!

First things first. I have a winner for my Iams Shakeables giveaway:

Comment 1 is Walter (not to be confused The Thing)! Check your e-mail, pal!

Now, on to the most amazingly besets weekend ever.  Wednesday was Thanksgiving Eve. Mommy and Dad had to work and Mommy was supposed to get off early, but ended up having to stay later. So I was in jail for a hundred millionty years. But when Mommy got home, she had the best news: Grandma was on her way! I asked if I had to go to sleep like when Santa Paws comes. She said I could if I wanted, but I might miss treats that way.

Grandma and Grandpa and the Emma thing arrived and we all ate dinner at home. I taught Emma how to beg properly. Then, Mom and Dad let me sleep in the big bed!

I woke up Thursday and helped Mom make a side for Thanksgiving. We all ate breakfast and left for Mawmaw's! I made Grandpaw really happy and rode up front with him. Since Dad was driving, all the boys were up front and we made the girls sit in back. Haha!

Sometimes I get sleepy and need to rest my head.

 But then Mom got lonely, so I came to the back to finish riding.

 We arrived at Mawmaw's and most of the food was ready. Here's me with out spread:

I tried to teach Emma how to sit and wait for snacks, but she's not always a good listener.

After we ate, we Google Hangouted Uncle Ryan. His girlfriend had to work Friday and since they live in Virginia, they couldn't come. That's OK because it meant I only had to share with Emma instead of Emma, The Thing, and The Blur.

Emma and I rested...

...while the grown-ups yapped.

Emma made Uncle Hank happy by letting him pet on her.

 And I showed Emma all the good sniff spots in Mawmaw and Pawpaw's yard.

 Of course, begging lessons continued. She's getting better!

 Emma is more of a lap-dog than I am. And I'm OK with that because sometimes you get tortured.

 Especially is Dad is involved.

The time came for us to come home. We snacked on leftovers and Emma and I napped. Emma made herself a nest in the corner of the couch. I still can't quite figure out show she did that!

 On Friday, everyone slept in. We had breakfast and I showed Emma my neighborhood.

 The humans went out for forever that afternoon. No crazy Black Friday shopping, but they went out to eat and didn't bring me any! Grandma gave me a treat though, so I forgave her.

 Today, Daddy and I went to McDonalds for breakfast. While we were gone, Mom let Emma sit on her lap. Then she made Emma look like Yoda. I told you lap dogs get tortured!

And I gave Emma one final begging lesson. Much better!

Emma and I got along nicely this time. She still acts like my dopey little sister, but I'm teaching her lots of things. I might even one day to show her how to pee on three legs!

Grandma, Grandpaw, and Emma have gone home and we have settled in to watch The Iron Bowl. I'm not sure what it is, but my Mommy is very excited for her Auburn Tiger cats to beat up on some elephants and will probably say HBO words. Then Daddy's Kentucky Wild(kitty)cats will play the Tennessee people. He's not as excited since both teams are bad. So I will probably give him snuggles.

Thanksgiving is the greatest holiday in the world. But now my house is all decorated for the second best holiday--Christmas! And Christmas will be at my house this year! I will have a Mommy, a Daddy, 2 Grandmas, 2 Grandpaws, a Mawmaw, a Pawpaw, an Aunt Melanie, a Tony, an Uncle Ryan, and a Julie to beg from. Which is good, since Emma, The Thing, AND The Blur will be here.

And that's why this was the best weekend ever!

Shakeables Giveaway

Hi friends!

I had the best weekend ever! Sunday morning was very cold outside, so my people let me sleep in the big bed. Well, I may have had a hard time getting going. I wallowed and flopped and my people let me.

I put my paws up in the air sometimes, sayin' "A, O"

And sometimes I'm just a puppy burrito

Anyway, I promised something special. Ms. Pam at PBU asked if I'd like a coupon for FREE treats. Um, duh! I sent Mom to the store and she showed me a can of the new Iams Shakeable treats (my can is Turkey). Once I gave it the once over, she opened it an let me have one. Yummy!

She took a video of me getting one. The rattle at the very beginning is her rattling the can.



As you can see, I come running. Then I sit nicely like I have to to get a treat.

The best part is Ms. Pam also sent me a coupon for a reader! Just leave a comment on this post and you will be entered to win. Since this week is kind of crazy, I'll leave the contest open until Friday night.  As best I can tell, the only requirement is that you live in North America.

I'm Baaaack!

Hi friends!

Yipes! I can't believe I haven't updated since before the worst holiday in the world. Mom's work got crazy and she hasn't gotten her usual day off in 40 bazillion hours. That means she was too tired to type for me when she got home. And until I get opposable thumbs or sucker Dad into helping, I'm kinda stuck.

Anyway, I survived the worst holiday ever. My city actually MOVED it because severe weather was predicted on Halloween (or Horrible Day as I like to call it) night (nothing happened). So the little monsters were ringing my doorbell on the wrong day. Mommy had somewhere she had to be, so Dad had to hand out candy while I got stuck in jail. Luckily Mom didn't get me a new, embarrassing costume.

I'm Dogcula!

Then I gave Mommy vampire kisses!

For the last month, I've been practicing for the GREATEST holiday ever invented: Thanksgiving! And it's in less than a week!!!!! OMD I'm so excited! In case you're new, Thanksgiving is a human holiday that is all about food. And unlike Horrible Day, it's food you can eat! Mom's family and Dad's family does a combined holiday, so I get a ton of people to beg from. Both Grandmas are great at sneaking me food. So are both Great-Grandmas (but I hear one can't make it this year. Boo). And Uncle Rick always let me lick his plate. After all the humans have eaten, they all take naps. Again, I'm a total pro at that part.  This year I have to share with Emma, but I'm Grandma's favorite, so I'll get extras.

I've also had a little something else up my collar. Be sure to check back Monday for a movie starring yours truly and a giveaway!

Worst Holiday Ever

Hey friends,

I have to warn everyone about something very dire. The worst of all the days...except for maybe the Fourth of July...is approaching. A day where ghosts and goblins roam the streets and ring your doorbell. And they don't even have the courtesy of delivering a pizza or Chinese or ANYTHING! A day where your mom makes you wear a ridiculous costume while your dad feels sorry for you.

My first Halloween home. I am Batdog.

Oh, the whole holiday sounds great. Pumpkins are yummy and the weather is cool and it's a holiday devoted to performing tricks to get treats. I'm going to let everyone in on a secret: IT'S ALL A SHAM!!!!! Don't believe the humans. It is the WORST holiday for all the reasons I outlined above.

The next year I was a football.

The good news is the terribleness only lasts a little while. Then the city says, "Turn off your lights and pretend your not home!" Then you get to look forward to the greatest of all holidays: Thanksgiving!!!!!!!!!

And last year I was a fur-ocious lion

Just be careful of zombies roaming downtown. I ran into some here and then here. I haven't seen anything year though. Mom says I just lucked out because she and Dad saw some.

I hate this stupid holiday.

I can only imagine the travesty that will be this year's costume.