home diary Happy Christmas to all my fans!

Happy Christmas to all my fans!

That’s my Christmas bandana I rather like it!

Happy Christmas! Feliz Navidad, Joyeaux Noel, Fijne Kerstdagen, Feliz Natal, Frohe Weihnachten, Gleedelig Jal, Nadolig Llawen, क्रिसमस की शुभकामना and, of course, สุขสันต์วันคริสมาส. Now I have to admit that I still haven’t mastered Thai and my Hindi is a bit weak but I’m getting there. Actually, he is learning Hindi but I don’t think he’ll have cracked it by the time he next goes to India because that’s only a few weeks away. Anyway, I think I’ve covered most of the languages spoken by my fans but if I’ve missed one, I’m sorry but I am only a dog! Well, when I say only, I mean I’m not just any old dog, I’m the handsomest, cleverest, smartest, fastest and cutest dog in dogdom!! But all my fans already know that! I hope everyone has had a good Christmas. I have! In fact, I’ve had a luvely Christmas. When I eventually managed to get them up on Christmas morning, I probably had the best day ever. It did take me a while to get them up. Daddy Richard got up and went into the shower but I had to poke my wet nose in his face and nudge him with it and then I had to whine at him before he eventually dragged himself out of bed! Once I had had my breakfast I took them both out for a walk. We did the usual Salisbury Road, Oxted Road, Church Lane, Bay Pond Path and back via the High Street route and it was very quiet. We hardly saw anybody but when we did see people they all said “Happy Christmas” so that was nice.

Just coz I’m a dog doesn’t mean I can’t stick my tongue out at you!

The lead up to Christmas was quite quiet really. They were both working quite a bit and they seemed to be out in the evenings quite a bit too which was unusual. In fact, I have had to guard the house quite a bit recently. I don’t mind though – it gives me a bit of ‘me time’ whilst they’re out. I get to sleep in peace and I get to listen to the radio or watch the telly without them getting in my way! He is still going on about my pulling, but I’ve learned that the best thing to do is just ignore him … actually, I’ve found that is the best thing to do generally – just ignore him! Anyway, we had got a bit of a routine going … we go out in the morning for a walk. It doesn’t really matter what the weather is doing, we’ll go anyway. When we are at the furthest point from a bin, I usually manage to deliver a good two bagger so that he can carry it the furthest distance possible. (As an aside, I did manage to produce a three bagger the other day … twice on the same walk! Not many dogs can bark that!) Then, after we get back from our walk, I usually have a little treat of something (I am rather partial to a treat after a walk – particularly since he doesn’t seem to bother to carry any anymore!) and then Daddy Richard starts working and he goes off on some jolly and doesn’t turn up again until the evening. Oh sure … he claims to be working but I know the truth. He goes off in the car thingy and then comes home (eventually) stinking of other dogs!

If you look really closely you’ll see that the swan is back after almost a year away!

So, life has been pretty quiet leading up towards Christmas. There has been the odd complaint about me pulling or me barking but they have really come from him and, since I have my newly adopted policy of ignoring him I haven’t taken any interest! After we had been for our walk on Christmas morning we arrived home and I realised that Grandad and Nana were in our house. Actually, Nana had been there for a couple of days already because Grandad had been in the hospickle (the human version) because he hadn’t been feeling very well. It turns out that he has something called angina but now he has tablets to stop it from making him feel bad and he’s Ok now. I had to spend most of Christmas Eve along at home with just him to keep me company. Frankly, I’d have been just as well off on my own but I suppose the good ting was that I did get a couple of rather tasty treats. Daddy Richard and Nana had gone offs to ‘spring’ Grandad from the hospickle which took them quite a long time. Whilst they were out he made cranberry sauce (yuk!) and stuffing (less yuk than cranberry sauce but it had onion in it so it isn’t much good for me!) and then he ‘crowned’ the turkey (I don’t think it became a king or anything although I’m pretty sure I heard him saying something about the king turkey when he was boning out a leg and he cut himself!). He took the legs off it and then boned them and stuffed them with the stuffing he had made. That was the good bit because I got the bones!

I haven’t seen Eric for ages!!!

On our walk on Christmas morning you’ll never guess who we bumped into … only flamin’ Eric! Well, he was with Auntie Sue but it was really good to see him because I haven’t seen him for ages. We made a bit of an arrangement that we would go for a walk together in the afternoon which was nice. Just before 3 o’clock, Eric and Auntie Sue rang the doorbell and we all went out for a walk. Well, when I say all I mean me, Eric, Auntie Sue, Daddy Richard and him. You see, by the afternoon we seemed to have collected Nana, Grandad and Grandma but they didn’t come out for a walk. When we came home he served up Christmas Dinner and, although I didn’t get any, I got loads and loads of treats! I had loads fo treats for Christmas and it’ll even take me quite a while to eat my way through them … although I’m doing my best to get them eaten as soon as I can but he seems to control when I get them. Anyway, Christmas Dinner seemed to go down OK. There was a bit of an incident with the Christmas pudding – he poured brandy over it and set it alight (well, actually the brandy was already alight before he poured it on the pudding) but it went out before he got it to the table. He tried a second time which wasn’t much more successful than the first time but meant the pudding had about half a pint of brandy in it before it got to the table! I’m not sure but I reckon Grandma went home a bit tipsy after her pudding.

Yep, it’s true … the swan really is back!

Auntie Sue came for dinner and she took Grandma home in the evening. When she came back she brought Eric with her. He accused me of having ‘single child syndrome’ because every toy that Eric picked up I wanted … even those I haven’t touched in months! He completely missed the point … they are my toys and I don’t see why I should have to share them, not even with Eric! Eric and Auntie Sue didn’t stay all that long though – it seems that Auntie Sue couldn’t relax with Eric here too. Eric is getting bigger but he doesn’t seem to realise it and he still likes to climb on people and wag his tail in their faces. His tail did knock a cup off the side but it was empty anyway. I think the point at which Auntie Sue decided to take him home was when he almost knocked her wine glass off the table – that could have been disastrous!! Anyway, they went home and we all settle down to watch telly. The Great Christmas Bakeoff seemed to be the programme of choice – I didn’t mind because it gave me an opportunity to push out a few 💤s without them noticing! They watched something else but I was inspecting the inside of my eyelids so I don’t recall what it was. Actually I was pretty cream crackered after such an exciting day and having opened all of my luvely presents!

This Christmas lark is flamin’ cream crackierng!

When we all went to bed we all slept well I think. I know that this morning I had to poke my wet nose in his face for ages before he eventually got up! We went for our usual walk but it was raining so it wasn’t quite as much fun as usually it is. After that they all went out to see Uncle Colin and Auntie Jean (we sometimes see Uncle Colin when we’re out walking) and then Grandad came home and they eventually appeared bringing Grandma with them. They all had lunch and I had several treats! I must say that there seems to be a lot of food around over Christmas but I don’t seem to be getting any of it. Whilst I don’t know, I suspect that it might have something to do with my upset tummy a few weeks ago and them trying to avoid me eating human food. Mind you, he isn’t all that smart – the less human food I get, the more treats I get ,,, I mean, come on, you don’t need to be Einstein to work it out … I pretend to be trying to get at some human food and then he thinks that the way to distract me is to give me a treat. Duh!! End result … more treats for me!!! So, there you go, that’s Christmas so far for me. Treats, treats and more treats … the best day ever! Happy Christmas to all my fans but, for now, must paws … 🐾

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