Christmas...Part One

It's Tucker and I'm here to start our Christmas Report. I'm gonna break this into multiple posts cuz there's so many pictures so here goes...plus I never know when my Secretary might fall asleep on the keyboard.

First comes the Eve of Christmas Eve, aka the weekend before Christmas. The short people came over to spend the night and because you can't trust the humans they had convinced them Santa was coming early JUST to our house for them. As if. You should have saw Mom try to get out of them wanting to track Santa on the internet....not pretty.

So they made the big Santa hoopla that night and even laid out the spread for him....milk, cookies and REINDEER FOOD. Ummm. I have nothing against the reindeer...I mean, I dig anydog with antlers who can fly. My real issue was that bowl of reindeer food...does it look familiar? That's right, it's full of OUR carob chips and special Christmas marshmallows that the store is almost sold out of that Mom has to drive all over town tomorrow to buy the rest. Phew, that was a lot of thoughts coming out at once. Bear and I tried to get the cookies since the girls couldn't reach but no luck. They were guarded like the Queen's jewels. Or maybe that was the King's jewels, I dunno. What we did find out was that once the short people fell asleep we got to pretend WE were reindeers and ate the whole bowl so it would look like Santa really did come early! The next day was REALLY Christmas Eve and we spent some time out front wrestling and playing with that rockin' Wubba that Lisa sent us. We sooooo love that thing! Why there are still leaves everywhere at Christmas is beyond me. I blame Global Warming.
This is kinda blurry but I thought his legs made him look like Leggy Ethel so I added it...Next Mom brought out the Wubba and it was ON! We had so much fun...I even jumped off the ground....and I don't just do that for any stuffie.So we're all playin' and having this great time....attacking one another for the Wubba....And then IT happened....And Bear was all....So Mom had to stand on the top of a chair with the scary broomstick and swing at it till it fell down.....life was all good again...The End....well of the first part anyway. :)
Coming next...Part Two....also known as "Deserted On Christmas Eve While Our Cuzns Got To Go And We Had To Stay Home"

PS If you're wondering where Dot-Spot was she had to go to time out for being a big meany head.