We got lots of bones for Christmas. One of them with a mint center was meant to last hours. The niece and me each got one and we both devoured it in minutes.
It was boring. It also blew up in my stomach which caused some miserable moments in the middle of the night. Never again Ma said.
Henceforce we are sticking to Nylas.
Fortunately Auntie Denise got us two new ones for our pressies.
We have had a little bit of battling over who owns which one.
I can only chew them for so long as it’s a real workout for the jaws but the niece knows no end to her endurance.
It’s not that I’ve given in or anything it’s just that I’ve got more important things on my mind.
Santa came! I’m so relieved. I was sure he might skip us because of naughty niece but he stopped in.
He even brought “The THING” presents too.
She is still in her chamber with the Bro.
Ma and I got up first as always and we got cracking with the first round of cooking.
We made Mince Pies for breakfast.
You can’t have enough of a good thing!
I know that they have raisins and that they are not good for my sort but when one just happened to bite the dust on the road from the oven to the table I gobbled it up like a turkey.
Hope you have fun feasting. Don’t forget to get a good trot in too to boost the appetite.
Santa came! I’m so relieved. I was sure he might skip us because of naughty niece but he stopped in.
He even brought “The THING” presents too.
She is still in her chamber with the Bro.
Ma and I got up first as always and we got cracking with the first round of cooking.
We made Mince Pies for breakfast.
You can’t have enough of a good thing!
I know that they have raisins and that they are not good for my sort but when one just happened to bite the dust on the road from the oven to the table I gobbled it up like a turkey.
Hope you have fun feasting. Don’t forget to get a good trot in too to boost the appetite.
Precious Peeps it is a Pathetic Pits Perfect here this morning.
This is not a costume from yet another fancy dress that I am wearing this is me looking like an angel but suffering like a sinner.
See I was having my dinner and Dad had brought home Jets Pizza four slices of Pepperoni which he’d won a ticket for at the ice hockey game the night before. This was richly supplemented with a Giant Hawaiien which is thick and yummy and incredibly delicious smelling so I was going twenty to the dozen at the kibble so I could get it out of the way and be ready for the pizza when boom I started coughing.
Hacking away I was like Grandpa and regardless of all the maneuvers they tried I was still coughing.
Dad booked an appointment at Medvet the emergency room that Scooby frequents.
He took me to bed but I escaped his TLC and crept under the bed where I hacked away.
Granny came to visit around ten thirty and we all went downstairs again to see if I should be taken to the ER immediately. She nursed me with ice cubes and that seemed to calm things somewhat.
Scooby was very attentive and kind so everyone knew I must be giving off sad signals or he’d have eaten me.
The cough subsided somewhat and we agreed to return me to my chambers with Dad this time wearing my fancy halo to prevent me eating anything or getting under the bed again. Dad would monitor my vitals throughout the night.
I have survived but am excessively exhausted and starving.
I hope I recover fully so no trip to Medvet is required as I’m scared I might miss out on feasting. Pray for your Previousness PLEASE
Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect here again. I’m feeling better and am almost returned to my original state of health and beauty.
I am beyond excited by the prospect of the days ahead.
Yesterday when Granny took off her boots I gave them a great big sniff just to make sure that when Santa comes I don’t mistake hers for his and have a nibble at them.
Granny has excessively stinky paws so I’m sure Santa’s will smell a lot sweeter.
Granny’s boots are a bit like that Stilton that she swears is a Christmas must have.
Personally I prefer cheddar. Especially in the round puffed format that my Dad stashes away in our room.
If it’s not too late please tell Santa to bring some for me.
First, let me apologize. Sometimes my editing system shoots out the same Banter twice. I don’t know why this happens so just ignore it but please don’t ignore me.
I have been in bed for eleven hours.
See Ma was all chipper yesterday morning boasting to Auntie Denise that her double whammy flu and Covid shots weren’t having the least impact on her and then yesterday afternoon it was like she was struck by a steam roller.
She left the tearoom at three grabbed the Christmas groceries that were still not got and came home and crashed.
You always know Ma is exhausted when she offers up hotdogs for dinner. I could make them!
The bro had given his baby girl a bone the size of her head to keep her quiet but we had a little fight over that so Ma said she couldn’t take anymore and so we went to bed and collapsed.
Next thing we knew it was morning.
The flu shot arm is no longer sore while the Covid arm is still somewhat tender but we got such great sleep we now feel fully protected and ready to take on whatever sneezes throw at us.
Now I am used to being left « Home Alone » on Tuesday morning because the ancients go to their Tuesday Morning Group. that’s only an hour and a half.
Yesterday though they took off at 9:00am and at 1:00pm I’m still sitting at the door guarding and waiting for their return.
Fortunately the niece was in her own chamber.
When they got back do you know what the excuse was? They’d gone to the doctors to get their annual checks and at the practice the carpenter was in changing the doors in the surgeries so everything was delayed because the doctors had to jiggle around the rooms that were available.
Now I have never heard such a tale.
Add to this that they both got shot up for flu and Covid so had to wait for that plus, and here is where the truth comes, they went shopping.
If such abandonment occurs one more time I’m running off to live with Auntie Denise.
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