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Louie has a Broken Doggie Heart

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This is my cousin Louie.  He is very sad.   His mama just died and he does not want to leave her bedside.    



My mom is very sad too.  You might want to VISIT her.
Gracie

IT'S ALIVE!

Say it isn't so, Santa!  
(5 second video)


Assuming It's Mine

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Many packages coming into our home.


They must be for me.


Let me investigate....


It's mine.  I can tell by the smell.


A box of cookies.  A very big box of cookies I'm thinking...


It's a Problem

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I am not one to normally complain.  You know that, right?  
However.  The atrocity that is taking place here is just too much to bear.  My chair= moved from my window.  In its place:  The most disgusting noise-making wretched bunch of non-food, non-play toys useless items I have ever laid eyes on.  And I've been around the block a time or two.  As a matter of fact...  I own the block.  It's mine, all mine.  I also own the neighborhood.  Others know it.  That is why they turn and walk away when they see me coming.  


But wait.  I am getting off subject here.  

Let's get back to business at paw.  It is called a Christmas village.  First of all, let me remind you MOM that I do not particularly care for Christmas and all it's fancy changes.  I am a pup of habit and I would appreciate it if you would work around that.  Know what I mean?

And secondly.  You know how I am afraid of trains.  Remember how I freaked out at the tracks during my walk?  Well..  you get my drift.  



Anyway.…