Christmas canine adventures...

I know not everyone is a dog person...in fact, there are people in my life who openly eschew the species. However, how could you look at this little chi in a Santa scarf without at least cracking a grin? Everyone is biased in some sort of way when it comes to animals, but I don't suppose there's any doubt about where my loyalties lie.

This year was Gryphon's first Christmas...he's only 10 months old. For him, he always gets attention, so I suppose it was just another day for him. Well, I think the bell on the collar freaked him out for a bit, but he loves posing for the camera.

Sean, my brother out on the west coast, provided the attire...matching sweaters for Scarlett and Gryphon. The latter - well he's always been a good sport when it comes to dressing up and sitting pretty. Don't get the wrong idea. I don't do the Paris Hilton thing. I do think, however, that a sweater is ok for a dog that should rightfully be in a hot location.

Scarlett, on the other hand, is never impressed when you pick up a piece of clothing...it always sends her running. Actually, it's kind of funny when you have to put her in a jacket to take her out; she's itching to get out the door but is always fighting some internal battle - she doesn't want to get near her wardrobe.

Here she is in her new sweater...

Halfway out...

Ahh, ready to relax...

Keisha, Keisha, Keisha...imagine this: a greasy carcus, a turkey neck, and a dog in full puppy mode racing up the stairs, down the stairs, around the table, under the table, on the table...ah, good times. Now imagine that with two girls chasing her around and trying to herd her out the door. And, of course, after her turkey dinner she raided all the bottom branches of the tree for cookies.

It's a good thing she's cute!

Certs List:

1. words

2. candles

3. strong collars

4. leftovers

5. care packages