The Christmas Wrap
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse. The stockings were hung on the mantel with care. My little Golden, named St. Nicholas, was asleep under the chair.
As I wrapped his first squeaky toy in red tissue and then meticulously covered it with Scooby Doo wrapping paper, I made sure to tape all the edges in a neat manner. Topping it off with a bright red bow, I couldn’t believe how much anticipatory glee I felt about giving it to him on his first Christmas Morn’.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, the red bow was torn off within 5 seconds and tossed into the sky. 30 seconds later the dog-themed paper was shredded into little pieces and scattered on the floor like new-fallen snow.
His eyes how they twinkled, his head was so small. His ears hung low and shook as he tore, the finely wrapped paper all over the floor. I laughed at the sight in spite of myself.
That was a long time ago and though I always buy my doggies several presents, I now leave the majority of their gift-getting to their grandparents and uncles and aunts. I’m not as naïve to think that my dog’s Christmas toys will last more than a few minutes. There are no longer bows on top. No Scooby Doo wrapping. Now with poor Morgan, I’ve become the ultimate Scrooge, his gifts this year have been wrapped in old newspaper.
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Morgan and I say Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah to all and to all a good night.
I Love your Christmas blog. I wish you peace and happiness and a very Marry Christmas and a blessed, happy New Year.
Thank Kathy,
Merry Christmas to you and your family – 2 and 4 legged ones. Dusty remains in our hearts.