The Christmas Sweater

What a difference a year of training and practicing patience makes!

This year's photo shoot (minus the wet weather) was easy peasy. Rocket lifted his paws to put on his Christmas sweater. He modeled appropriate looks for the camera (*wink). He also stared at the dried liver every time, without being asked...and ate every piece I offered between photos. It was so successful, I had a hard time choosing which poses to use for the card. He made 2 out of the 3 available photo slots on the final card. Good boy. Very, very good boy.

This year for Christmas, Rocket wants donations for his bully buddies at rescues and shelters. I would like more patience and more time to write. Here's hoping all of our wishes come true.

Mele Kalikimaka!









(Charlie got into the holiday spirit, too. She wants her own throne room for Christmas).

Christmas Memories

Here are some pictures from last year's Christmas card photo shoot. Rocket was so interested in playing with the santa hat that I couldn't get him to sit still for a decent picture. As I was explaining this to my trainer, she said "Next year, hold liver over the camera."

Oh.

I guess I could have done that. Or anything other than expect a super-hyper energetic puppy to sit still while I pseudo-torture him with holiday apparel. Point taken.

The Smell

Mange stinks. I’d get used to the stench and then walk outside to take out the trash and walk back inside only to realize that the garbage smelled better than the house. On some deep, deep level, it was comforting to know that the disconcerting odor was temporary.