My "Owners" went to some relatives house for Christmas eve. I couldn't go because there were too many little kids running around there, and I could have been stepped on. (At least that's the story I got.)

I guess, looking at this picture, they were right. I'd have been dodging little running feet all night.



So Here I am at MY Christmas. My two little Cousins came over with their "Owners" to watch me open my presents. They even brought a camera to take pictures of me. Here I am chewin' on a Rawhide while Madeline and Emma open a bunch of presents for me. (I lack opposing thumbs so it's not so easy for me to do it.) Well, needless to say, I'm not going to have much fun with Can Do Roo, and a Barbie Sports Car, so I decided to let Maddie and Emma take them home.


Now this really irked me....haha...I said "irked"...I don't even know what that means..... :--p. Emma gets this colorful chewy toy, and didn't even share it with me, even after I gave her all my other presents.... Sometimes there's just no Jack Russell Terrier Justice.

An Apology, Sort of.....

I now realize that I may have a bit of an image problem (see post below). What was I thinking.... standing on Puggles to see out the window....when a camera was in the room. Anyway, I think a little damage-control is in order. I thought I'd pay a little homage to those who came before me in an effort to make you all think that I'm more caring than I actually am....Did I say that out-loud?
This is Buster, My "owner's" Boston Terrier who passed away 5 or so years ago. I never met him, but I hear a lot of good things about him.... I hear "he was a good dog", and "He fit in the palm" of my "Owner's" hand when they got him, and that he had a lot of energy all the time. (I think he would have liked playing with me.)

This is Lucky. My "owner's" Miniature Schnauzer. (Lucky is the one on the right.) I hear she wasn't always so miniature, (I've actually seen pictures.) but I understand it wasn't her fault....she had a "glandular" problem....no really....she had Diabetes and became rather large before the problem was identified. Anyway, I knew Lucky for a while before she "went away", and we got along just fine, as long as I didn't get too close to my Mommy...I mean my "Owner". Lucky is what we dogs call... "Protective".

This is "Pretty Honda", but my owners just called her Honda. Here she is with Buster.... they look like twins. She was a racing Greyhound that my "Owners" took care of for a while. I hear she could run even faster than I can... over 40 Miles per hour... (What is that in dog language?) Anyway, I think if you scale it down to my size, I'm WAAAYYYYY faster.

Of course you all know Puggles (Puggsley), but he came after I did, so I won't spend too much time on him right now..... 'cause it's all about ME!

Allegations of Unthoughtfullness.....

In the past, I've been accused, by some, of being a little selfish, self-centered, and unthoughtful of others ... "but in a good way" whatever that means. Personally I think these allegations are totally unfounded, and utterly lacking in substance.... I am a dog after all, "Man's best friend," full of all kinds of "unconditional love", you know all the cliche's...


Hold on a minute, ....what's going on out there...... I have to get a better look out the window..... Will you PLEASE hold still and stop whining Puggles? What?...... I said "Please," didn't I?