So, for the most part, I don't mind this Christmas business. Aside
from Mom abandoning me at the vet's office to go visit her humans - my
grandparents, uncle, aunt, and cousin, it wasn't too bad. I got extra
attention when she came back, and my cousin, Lucy the chocolate lab
sent me some bones; one to lick and leave on the floor, the others to
chew.
However, the gift-receiving thing is not all it's cracked-up to be.
Mom got a fur cutting thingy from my grandparents. I have one word
for you, Mom...
Directions!
Hearing things like "oops" and "hmmm, well, it'll grow back" is not reassuring!
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