Merry Christmas!...from the pack!

This is good picture of my pack on a trip we did earlier this year.
I think it makes a good Christmas picture, right?

I had my first great Christmas! Well, to be fair, I’ve only had 2 total. But this one tops them all! I really love my new family. I’m pretty sure they love me too. We are a pack. But I have thought that I loved other families, but they soon abandoned me. I can’t help but be nervous that my new family...even though we are a pack...will do the same thing. It’s just what I know.

So this Christmas, I have to admit I was nervous. Especially when they left pretty early in the morning. But they came back and they let me open the big bag that has been sitting just out of my reach for a week. [I knew there was something in there for me!]

They pulled out rubber bones, rawhide bones, and Oh my gosh the treats! I have never been given a Christmas gift! Sure, I have my toy collection, but this was really special. Monumental, even. I know I shouldn’t let toys and treats define love, but it was something more than that. It was the magic of Christmas that got me all verklempt. I can’t help it

c. 2014