This year, we went to Heather’s folks in Maine for Christmas. We spent Saturday thru Monday @ the house, and had a lot of fun. We built a puzzle, played some board games, watched football, played SuDoKu, and drank some wine and nog (not at the same time; that’s just gross).
Everyone seemed really happy with their gifts. Especially Buster.
We went out on Christmas eve to visit some relatives and left the dog at home. While he was gone, he found his present under the tree, UNWRAPPED IT, OPENED IT, and ATE IT. It was a box of biscuits. And he only went through about 1/2 of the box. But that was enough. Poor Buster didn’t get any dinner that night because he ate so much “junk food”.
He enjoyed his Christmas — spent most of it sleeping, especially in front of my folks’s fireplace.


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