Monday, December 21, 2009

Dogs love vacation.



Mommy has taken me on a trip. Usually, I watch her pack my stuff, and try to figure out if A, I'm going to Auntie Amy's House of Dog Fun, or 2, some fun place with Mommy. This time, it was hard to tell, but it ended up that I was going along with Mom. We left really, really early in the morning, because Mommy was watching the Magic Box and it said there was a lot of snow coming. Mommy said some curse words, and off we went. Really, really fast. We made a few stops first, to get some special items we should have gotten a few days before, then we were on the road. We got to Auntie Karen's in record time, since no one else was driving on the day of a blizzard. And then came the snow. And Hanukah. I got a present! Here are some pictures Mommy took. I had to oversee some snow removal, and I spend a lot of time hanging out with Maggie, who did not get a Snuggie for Hanukah, so she covets Dana's. I stole ham out of the garbage and got in trouble (geez!!!) but I take myself out across the street after breakfast and dinner. Yesterday, I held it for 6 hours until the driveway was cleared. I'm a dog, not a polar bear.





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