
A nap – the perfect cure for a snowy January day.
It was an exhausting but wonderful day! Mom took me out on the 50′ leash, and I ran and swam and played like a puppy. I dove and rolled and took snow baths. I dug tunnels and hunted for voles and leaped for snowflakes. When I was done, I plunked my butt down in the snow for a refreshing sit. Ahh, it was heaven. Sure I had to get de-snowballed, but it was worth it.
After all of that play, I needed a nap somewhere quiet (where that usurping little brother of mine couldn’t find me), so I crept off to the dirty laundry for some serious sleep.
Mommy says: Since Geordie has come along, I haven’t been able to use a hamper or a laundry bag. I end up with the dirty clothes in a pile so that Geordie can sleep in them. I have tried giving him soft, pretty blankets and beds, but all he wants is stinky clothes. A messy corner is a small price to pay for a happy pup!
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I had forgotten about having to do this until I went to visit my friend. I thought she had been interrupted while she was decorating her tree because it only looked half-decorated. Then her two dogs got into a playful wrestling match, and I realized why the decorations only went from the middle up. “Don’t decorate below the Dog Line!” (We had a similar phrase in my family that said not to eat the grapes that grew below the Dog Line.)
Geordie always liked taking a nap under the tree. I wasn’t sure if he were waiting for Santa or if he were participating in the nativity. Perhaps a little of both!