• Whisper

Merry Christmas Everyone!

What a silly spaniel you must think I am! As soon as I saw the tree go up in the sitting room with the sparkly decorations and twinkly lights I remembered what all the excitement was about – Christmas!

Happily, no-one’s moved my basket so I can lie by the fire and take it all in without getting in the way. Well, not too much. Sometimes I can’t resist going to have a sniff around the parcels under the tree when inevitably I knock a decoration off with my waggy tail.

The Christmas cards – of which there are very many this year – also have a habit of falling down, especially when they get warmed by the fire, but that’s nothing to do with me. I leave them alone on the floor because they don’t smell particularly exciting and I don’t fancy nibbling them.

There have, however, been several bags of shopping on the floor of the kitchen which smelled very interesting, but they’ve been whisked away before I could explore further. That said, I have managed to snaffle the odd morsel dropped from the worktop – pastry, mincemeat, cheese (a favourite that), a dollop of cream and even – joy of joys! – half a scone.

What I’m really looking forward to, of course, is THE BIG DAY. I know there will be a special bowl of food for me with yummy meaty gravy and a generous portion of turkey so bring it on, as the humans say!

On that note, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and look forward to catching up with you all in the new year.

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