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Hi there everyone,

Are you getting into the Christmas spirit? I am, I've already spotted a couple of parcels under our Christmas tree and I'm sure they must be for me, mummy said I mustn't touch them, but I keep sniffing one and it smells very nice, I'm tempted to rip the paper off when mummy isn't looking.

I had a nice haircut this week all ready for my Christmas wardrobe, but as you know, I'm not overly keen on smelling of perfume so I dug a bit of a hole to dirty my paws up a bit, then I had a little scoff of mud...... oh, and a little rub around on my neck.




Today I went to the park in my Christmas pudding jumper, I was proud as punch.


But then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Elvis and I could see he was in a mischievous mood. I warned him, "Don't mess with me in my Christmas pudding jumper" but oh no, he insisted on pushing my buttons and then tried grabbing my stick! Neither one of us was going to let go, even though I did my tough growl and eye balled him. Elvis, being the stronger dog, meant I got swung around quite a bit and consequently, got my jumper dirty, I'll have to wear a different oufit tomorrow.




I'll have to dig out my jingle bells collar from last year, very fetching don't you think?


With Christmas fast approaching, mummy's had to go to the shops a few times this week. She decided, rather than leave me at home, I could go with her. So, I went shopping too, in mummy's bag, it's really quite comfortable. We visited the post office to deliver some parcels and everyone made a real fuss of me, mind you, we were staying at Bertie's and it was only a small village post office, same at the village shops,  but we're not so sure how it'll go down in our local shopping centre?


Well, enjoy your Christmas shopping, but remember......


See you all next week,


Love and woofs
Dino xxxxxxxxx
Location: Fareham, UK

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