I’m hi-lar-ious Petal.
Hilarious.
And you’re a good girl to put up with me.
The one who feeds you.
Just thought I ought to remind you of that.
Petal wants to know, do you ever put toys/other things on your dog’s head?
Petal would also like to add that she is going to runaway and live with the first human that says, “No, I never put things on a dog’s head.”
I may have spoiled them this year…
Petal snuck into the Forbidden Room today and ripped open one of her gifts.
She couldn’t resist any longer.
It’s Christmas Eve, Petal.
You couldn’t wait one more day?
Merry Christmas everyone!
♥
Today we are participating in the Black and White Sunday blog hop hosted by You Did What With Your Weiner, Dachshund Nola and My Life In Blog Years.
Why not get your loved one (*you know, the one you love so much that you forgot to get them a present until just now, when I reminded you) a Petal for Christmas?
Every home should have one!
All together now, “Awwww!”
You can’t go wrong with a Petal.
What child wouldn’t want to find a Petal lying under the tree on Christmas morning, **snacking on a candy cane she plucked off the tree? You know which one, the one you promised your kid could eat in the morning. On Christmas morning.
Whoops.
But don’t worry, once you get your kid to stop crying, they’ll really enjoy their new Petal!
Just think of all the fun they will have with their very own Petal!
The possibilities are endless!
Think of all the poop they will have to scoop!
This Petal could provide 15+ years of poop to scoop!
Think of all the vet bills, dog food, dog toys, collars, leashes, bowls, tags, beds, chews, replacement furniture, replacement shoes, etc etc, you’ll get to buy!
All this and more for the low low low price of
Let’s be serious now, guys.
A puppy is not just a “puppy for Christmas!”
A puppy will grow into a dog and both require time, work, patience, training, grooming, vet care, food, love, and more for years to come. Do your research and think it through before you commit, because a puppy is a commitment, not just a present.
And consider adopting a shelter pet.
Merry Christmas!
Happy Holidays!
However, with it being Christmas time, we have a Christmas tree right in front of the window.
Which means Petal couldn’t find an easy way to get back down from the windowsill.
“Help! I’m stuck!”
“I know you think this is funny, but could you please stop laughing and help me get out of here?”
Oh, this crazy dog.
This is not the first time Petal has gotten herself stuck in such an odd place.
About a week and a half after my surgery, on the same day we got our first snow, Petal got herself stuck under the couch. Now our couches don’t stand very far off the ground. Just far enough for Petal to fit while lying on her side. So it took an incredible amount of talent from her to get herself stuck under there.
To this day I still have no idea how she managed this.
I was resting on the couch when I heard the sound of dog claws scrapping across our laminate floors. Nothing unusual, really, but I looked around anyway. Lassie was asleep on the floor and Petal was… where was she?
I looked behind the couch, where she likes to sleep, but she wasn’t there. I called for her and heard more scratching on the floor. I thought it was crazy, and very unlikely, but I looked under the couch anyway and saw this little face:
“Oh, hey, could I get a little help here, please?”
She wasn’t scared or hurt, just… well, stuck. All she could do was kick her legs and look pathetic.
My Dad and brother came to the rescue and lifted the couch up just high enough for me to grab Petal’s harness (lucky she was wearing that) and drag her out from underneath the couch. She got up, shook herself off, and then went about as if nothing had ever happened.
Her mischief never fails to make me giggle.
Though I will admit that her mischief, at times, causes me great stress.
Just be careful, my crazy dog.
