Ho Ho and Hello. It’s Kramer here with another fascinating chapter of my always interesting life. I’ll start with our Christmas as I did not know what to expect and I’ve got to say it wasn’t all bad. Bob did a lot of decorating and hung two stockings over the fireplace and said one was for me and one was for Sophie. I’m glad he told me what it was because upon first review, I thought he had bought me a sleeping bag. But it seems there is a guy named Santa Puppy and he brings treats for all good boys and girls. Bob said don’t be too disappointed if, on Christmas morning, mine was empty. I didn’t think snide remarks were quite in keeping with the spirit of the season, but I let it slide. As it turned out, Santa brought me not only some treats, but 3 new sweaters. If you thought I was handsome before, and of course you did, check this out.
Last week we got some more snow. Boy, did we ever. I learned that snow cannot be trusted. After the first snow, I was able to walk on it. This time, well, let’s just say I was less successful. I mean, I am not stupid. I have an education and a blue ribbon to show for it. But unfortunately, my course of study did not include “Snowbanks 101”. If it had, I would have known that “you do not jump in a 16 inch deep snowdrift of fresh powdered snow when you personally scrape bottom at 4 inches”. It took a little assistance from Bob and a strong breaststroke to get back out, um, twice, but I made it. But I don’t have to worry about that anymore. We got some unseasonably high temperatures and a ton of rain recently, so most of it is gone.
I find this next part a little embarrassing, but being the good sport that I am, I agreed to include it. It seems Bob thought it would be fun to dress me up for Christmas. So he bought me a red hoodie. I can’t say I was overly enthusiastic about it, but the ladies seem to like it, so, hey, you do what you can do to please your admirers. Plus, Bob put on a Santa suit to distribute toys and food to the animals spending the holiday at the Greater Androscoggin Humane Society. He looked kind of dorky, but at least no one could recognize him. Not sure how I would be able to explain that to Bella, my Shiatsu girlfriend.
Well, I guess that’s about it for this time. I’m off to the groomers tomorrow. I could live without that but I guess it comes with the territory. So til next time, keep a smile on your face and a treat in your pocket.
Happy New Year