I am not sure where I left off in the tales of my Christmas. So let's SEGUE to the NIGHT before Christmas.
There were LOTS of creatures stirring in our house (no MOUSES, though, unless you count the MICKEY MOUSE dishes the humans ate on. . .). We had aunties, uncles, cousins, nieces/nephews and friends over to celebrate. Mommy #2 and my Aunts BandT were so busy cooking and cleaning and more cooking and more cleaning. A lot of times they shoooed us away to our pen because we were HELPING too much.
As the sky got darker, the guests arrived. We were released from
Then there was more talking and laughing among the adults and some squealing and shouting from the kids playing the Wii. I helped there cuz I KNOW it is my sworn duty to warn my humans of approaching cars, balls, trapezes -VIRTUAL or real, does not matter!
As the evening wound down, the Christmas music was put on - a fire was lit in the fireplace - and Mommy's lap was again available. Before we knew it, it was time to close our eyes and wait for
|I think I see SANDY PAWS on the horizon!|