A Christmas Wish from DogMom

(DogMom here... I'm feeling much better today! But, Gomer and Opie were really really naughty boys yesterday. They ate the entire Harry & David treat box that my supervisor gave me... only left two gumdrops and the bag of chocolate-covered cherries. Randi, my dog walker from Lake Minnetonka Pet Sitters, cleaned up the mess and called me to inform me of their consumption of five pounds of goodies. Thankfully, they didn't eat the chocolate! So, in their honor, please sing this posting to the tune of The Twelve Days of Christmas...)

On the twentieth of December, my two dogs gave to me... An empty box of sweet treats.

On the same day in December, my two dogs gave to me... Two crazy dogs, and an empty box of sweet treats.

Still that same day in December, my two dogs gave to me... Three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

That same day in December, my two dogs gave to me... Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

Yet the 20th of December, my two dogs gave to me... Randi Going Nuts. Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

Just five days before Christmas, my two dogs gave to me... Six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

It's five days before Christmas and my two dogs gave to me... Seven stairs-a-stepping, six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

Still five days before Christmas and my two dogs gave to me... Eight paws a pausing, seven stairs-a-stepping, six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

Now five days before Christmas and my two dogs gave to me... Nine lives gone prancing, eight paws a pausing, seven stairs-a-stepping, six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

It's still five days before Christmas and my two dogs gave to me... Ten gourds a leaping, nine lives gone prancing, eight paws a pausing, seven stairs-a-stepping, six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

The twentieth of December and my two dogs gave to me... eleven crated cravings, ten gourds a leaping, nine lives gone prancing, eight paws a pausing, seven stairs-a-stepping, six sempty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

A few days before Christmas and my two dogs gave to me... twelve days of jail time, eleven crated cravings, ten gourds a leaping, nine lives gone prancing, eight paws a pausing, seven stairs-a-stepping, six empty boxes. Randi Going Nuts! Four falling crates, three frayed nerves, two crazy dogs and an empty box of sweet treats.

Anybody smiling with me? Want to know my Christmas wish???? NORMAL DOGS for just one day!

The boyz are off to Dog Pad (www.dogpaddogs.com) and I'm cruisin' to Ohio for the Holidays. Hope yours are happy and healthy and bring only pleasant surprises. Most likely won't be posting until after the first of the year.
Wuf Ya!