Mom was gone so Dad and I had some boys lounging time on Friday and Saturday and watching mindless television. It was beyond cool since Dad added in some extra Scooby snacks.
We picked up Mom at the airport Saturday night since she was gone to Portland, Maine to do those Motivational Interviewing Training things she seems to always do. I really don’t understand since I’m always motivated to eat healthy but I guess humans aren’t always as smart as us canines.
Sunday morning we woke up and next thing I know Dad was in what they call “the Christmas spirit” and told us all to load up. I know that phrase like the back of my paw. Where were we going? I was just too excited…road trip??
Soon I found myself standing in the middle of a Christmas tree lot, the best one on the west side which is Delancey Street Christmas Trees. The men were so nice to me and gave me lots of attention and pets so I would definitely go back their next year. Oh the SMELLS, and of course Dad had me on a short leash so I would not mark those trees not that I would even think about doing that.
I have been really good with the tree but then again the parentals are tempting me with this huge stick in the living room?
I am trying to be good. I must be doing a good job because Auntie Marjorie in NJ sent me some packages for my resting times. Thank you Auntie Marj-or-ie as Dad says.