Wonderful Wednesday Personal Blog
(An aside: I forgot to post Ben's blog last week. Don't tell him. We were, as he says, very busy.)
Mom is busy, so I said I'd post on the dog blog today. Also, I am the only one who agreed to wear the silly elf hat long enough to get a picture.
It's my hat, anyway. Two years ago, mom told me it was my job to watch the house. At Christmas, that means to be on the lookout for funny-looking little men with funny hats and pointy ears.
That's where I got the hat. It is my prize for a job well-done. I'd rather have a new couch pillow, but, hey--I was just doing my job.
It started like this . . .
Here I am, guarding the gate. It's a little bit fancied up, but mom does this every year, and it lets me know it is time to watch for elves and a jolly, round man with a red coat and a beard.
Apparently, the big guy, whom they call 'Santa', has been here before, and they added his head to a wreath and hung it on another gate. Perhaps it is meant as a warning, and maybe the elves were here looking for him, but I was watching and nothing slips past me.
OK, if I'm napping on the couch, I'm obviously not working. But even asleep, I will still beat anyone to the door if squirrels invade the yard.
Did I mention I want a new pillow for the couch this year?
I think Freki wants more toys. She has plenty, but ate the noses off two bears and a pony last week.
Dixie wants chew toys. She is easy to entertain. Just give her a quiet spot and a bone, and she is happy. Oh, and she likes tummy rubs, too.
So, here I am, master of the yard, elf-frightener and new owner of the elf-hat. Santa looks a bit perturbed, though still jolly, and maybe I'll get that new pillow after all.
In case you missed the last post, I will state briefly that we are in the process of moving. And Freki is helping.
Having a lot of boxes scattered about the house has been a bonanza for Freki. She finds this utterly fascinating. No matter what I am packing- whether a suitcase for a night away or boxes for a move, she always wants to add something to it. Here, she has dropped her Kong in the box of dishes.
Ben and Dixie are a bit concerned, but they have already endured one move. And, these boxes look big enough to fit a corgi in. In truth, as long as Ben can sleep on his end of the couch, and Dixie can position herself in a doorway so she can see what I am doing, they are both ok with packing things away.
Freki taught herself how to use the stepladder- incorrectly, but she managed to nab a cookie off the counter, anyway.
If I could only teach them how to use the packing tape dispenser-- on second thought, not a good idea.
This is potentially a very short post. We don't have any Christmas decorations up.
But that isn't really the end, and Freki isn't the entire cause of our lack of holiday jingle. We have been tossing about ideas on where to put the tree (behind bars? in a cage? on the roof?) for a couple of weeks, but Freki has developed a great love of pulling limbs off the pine trees in the yard, and it has been pretty clear a tree in the house would delight her. Us, not so much.
I have put a Christmas tree in a playpen in years past when there was a very young toddler in the house, mostly to keep the child from pulling the tree over on himself, but I doubt it would deter Freki, and the playpen is long gone.
And how to explain the lovely round balls on the tree won't bounce like the tennis balls, and they are fragile and not good on the inside of a puppy? With some misgivings, I pulled the love seat away from the window, blocked either side of the open area, and put the tree- still in its box- behind it to acclimate Freki to its presence. And then we bought a house.
So, in all the ensuing muddle, we have no tree. There is no nativity on the table or lights on the eaves. It will wait until we are moved into our new house. There is wrapping paper scattered about, holiday songs in the air, and cookies in the oven. My family is happy and healthy, and we have a new grandbaby to spoil this year.
And Ben is guarding the house against elves...
This Thanksgiving we traveled over 13 hours to visit family- and we took the dogs. It was quite the adventure. But part of the plan was for Freki to make new friends. And she did.
Mom has raised collies for more years than I can remember. They are rambunctious, friendly and benevolent- all things Freki needs right now. Though she loves people, new places and travel, she is still uncertain how to greet new dogs, and last week was a grand experiment.
For the first 5 minutes after we arrived, Freki barked, hackles up, at the rowdy greeting from the collies. But they were on the other side of the fence and she soon dropped her hackles and became interested in the pack of dogs that just wanted to make friends and were not intimidated by her in the least.
She also spent a lot of time in the house with us and all her new toys. (Mom is a good grandma).
It was a long trip, but we all had a great time. We got to visit with friends (with and without Freki) and even managed a bit of Christmas shopping. And of course, we ate our share of turkey and fixin's.
Hoping everyone has a happy, healthy holiday season!
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