The Christmas Snowman

We celebrated Christmas a little late with R, thanks in part to the snowstorm. Henry was most pleased with his present, an abominable snowman squeaky toy. The first thing he did was to take it over to his cache of toys and bones.

Then he decided that R's gift, a microfiber bath mat, made a good spot for chewing on his new toy.

Spooky is glad that Henry found his other gift (a foldable dog house) a little bit scary. Spooky's had his eyes on Henry's travel crate for some time, so he was pleased to claim this enclosed space for his own. I put his old bed inside so - finally! - I don't have to look at its raggedness any more.

A few of our favorite things: Nutritional Supplements

For a dog, I guess there are some drawbacks to having an elderly owner. You don't get walked as much when it's snowy and icy. You're expected to sleep a lot during the day -- and night. You have to bark REALLY LOUDLY sometimes. But by golly, getting to lick the empty Ensure bottle surely makes up for all of that.

"Hey, Blitz, don't forget to turn your head to get the sides."
"Gee, thanks, Henry. Almost forgot."

A few of our favorite things: Rope Ball

The rather pricey ball on a rope started out as Henry’s favorite thing, until he knocked himself in the face with the ball and refused to touch it again. (See also: Purple Hippo Incident)

Blitz inherited the rope ball. It’s undoubtedly his favorite toy. He doesn’t shake it quite as vigorously as Henry, so he hasn’t suffered any self-inflicted injuries.

Instead, he’s developed his signature dance:

Santa's Workshop

Shhh, don't tell Henry and Blitz what they're getting for Christmas. Could I interest anyone else in an elk femur, "moo tube," or a grab bag of yummy animal parts? Please? It'd make my Christmas shopping a whole lot easier.

Henry’s Thanksgiving Vacation

• Ate a large quantity of sand from the kids' sandbox. Fun fact: It takes about 18 hours for sand to completely pass through his digestive system.
  
  
• Nervous-peed on R’s mother and niece - twice.
  
  
• Ate a large quantity of poo and other unsavory items and later threw it up on R’s living room floor.
  
  
• Rode patiently in his travel crate for a total of about 1,300 miles.

I suppose that last item makes up for the first three.