[Teresa Ford]

Christmas Decorations, Oh My !!!

Gracie has the worst time with any changes and turns into Velcro Yorkie. She sniffs every plastic tub of decorations, with intense suspicion. I think she is fearful that a tub might contain another dog, she would have to share me with. Little Abba was happy to pee on as many storage tubs as he could, until I put a belly band on him. Now he does his bouncy dance while giving squeaky little woofs and harmless leg lifts. Rubin just yawns and goes to his crate for another nap, not bothered at all by the mess. As long as Mama, treats and his nappy crate are the same, his world is pretty perfect. Our little beastie brat and nosey girl Ginny Joy is beyond excited. She tries to get into the tubs to see what might be fun to chew on or play with. She barks at the stuffed musical animals, nabbed a ceramic Santa off the table and took it to the yard, to bury it. She has played tug of war with a string of lights, and taste tested the cookie scented candle. She grabbed the tree skirt and tried to take it for her new blankie, but of course I wouldn't let her have the sparkly fur trimmed blankie in her crate. So she turned her attention to the 'new to her/ very old to us, Santa pillows on the sofa. Lily the Lab thinks a tree in the house is really weird, and is watching it to see what happens next. One of the plastic storage tubs, from the outside shed, had mouse (maybe some other tiny creature ?) mouse droppings on the lid. She and the Yorkies went crazy. Growling, yipping, pawing at, sniffing attacking that tub.I smiled at my teenage granddaughter and ask want some coco ? She yelped Granny it is 80 degrees ! I want a diet coke." I looked at her sweaty, dirt streaked, sweet face and smiled. I started to hum deck the halls as she clunked ice into her glass and I flipped on the AC.

Happy Holidays, Teresa & the Just Right Yorkies