It’s getting more interesting around Casa de Perry as we have this large plant in the middle of the living room with lots of interesting things hanging on it. It also glows and I’m fascinated by it all. However, better than that Dad is cooking up all these fun foods and of course I get to sample MOST of what he cooks – I say most since not all – which I am bummed about but at least the scoobie snacks are more prevalent.
I’ve decided to calm down in my older days and sleep in since it’s been cold – even for Santa Monica. However, I am known as the “heater hog” as I put my face and eyes into whatever is warm. Dad keeps warning me that I’m going to burn my eye sockets out but I don’t think he realizes how us Weims are infallible – at least with respect to most things.
I have this thing on my body that keeps me warm but it’s a pain and I’m not loving it. I am loving that the parentals have been around more than usual over the holidays and I’ve gotten TWO whole walks a day. Besides the gentle-leader that I have a distaste for it’s great since people yell out the window of their car how beautiful I am as I prance by.
Hope you all have a Happy Holiday or Hanukkah – whichever you celebrate. I celebrate all holidays as long as they involve treats.
Love Perry
I know things are happening in the Punky Household – lots of changes with websites, new books, Mom’s training and everyone seems to be going in multiple directions.
As you can see that Trump Wall concept really didn’t work out. But then again, from this advantage point I can look out for Hillary to see if she is having any substantial press conferences. All I can gather is politics are more dysfunctional than the neighbor’s dog and my relationship, which is extremely cantankerous.
I did have a few visitors. The Gabbs came over to see me and give me the proper attention and affections I so require – there are 5 of them, although only 4 came but there was enough loves, hugs and pets to last for a while. As you can see, I was trying to be non-photogenic.
I had on my mischievous cap during this season. It all started with that lonely cube of butter hidden on the counter wrapped in holiday foil…