Talk to the paw...: Christmas Pressies part One

Hey Everyone..

Looks like everyone had a fun and festive Christmas just like we did! We've been celebrating in different parts since last weekend and we wanted to share with you.

First we had Christmas at our house with Mom and Aunt V. Swisher and I were a little worried that we weren't going to get any gifts this year. It seems like every year around Christmas time, we like to stress Mom out and come up with a new eye issue that ends up sending one of us to the Eye Dr or the Vet and Mom with a big bill. This year it was Swish. No worries though, he's doing fine now. But to show Mom we appreciate what she does for us, we put our paw-lowance together and we bought Mom some Boston Terrier and Pug book marks for Christmas. And because Mom loves us so much, she still got us some gifts too.

These are our stuffed stockings.

I got a Santa Paws stuffy.

And swish got a Reindeer.

She also got us some new collars, and some flasher bike lights. I guess they're suppose to be for our night walks.

I hope we don't end up looking like ambulances, like our friend Tanner (Joe Stains brother) said.

Then it was present time from Aunt V.

What could it be?

Oh pawesome!

New leashes to go with our new collars and some kill 'em stuffies! ( I say 'kill 'em' stuffies because there are certain toys that I'm allowed to kill right away, and other toys I only have limited time with because eventually, I will kill it! Bol.)

Waiting patiently for 2nd present...

Omd! Beggin' Collisions! They're bacon AND peanut butter flavor!

We hadn't tried these before and we begged Aunt V to let us try some right away. Furiends, you must get your paws on these asap! Good stuff!

Then Aunt V said that we could try to open these ourselves.

Don't mind if I do!

Another stuffy!

A crinkle stuffy! My favorite!

Swish got a Gingerbread crinkle head...

... I got an Elf crinkle head.

Mom's Boss Lady also got us a present. She got us a new food bowl stand with new bowls. I was pretty sure I didn't want to eat out of the new bowls. Mom tried to get me used to them by putting treats in the new bowls. But all I would do was walk over there and sniff, and then walk away. Swisher, of course had no problem. That guy isn't afraid of anything when it comes to food.

It might be the fact that there's this dog staring back at me in the bowl while I eat. I don't know bout that guy. Maybe he's trying to eat my food. But after a couple of attempts, and seeing my brother do it, I figured I better get used to it or I was going to slowly waste away. So I ~~manned up~~ dogged up, and ate out of it. Not bad. Not bad at all.