December 13th 2005 9:38 pm
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Ok, so it's that time of the year. Mommy calls it Christmas and tells me that "Santa Claws" is coming to visit me and Josie, but I call it "How much trouble can I get myself into?"
Mom put up some shiny stuff on the walls. She just hung it so high that I can't get to it. If I could get a hold of that though... Oh, I would love it.
I spent the time that I normally use to bother mommy in the bathtub just staring at it, ploting its demise.
In our front room, there is our Christmas tree and I don't know why mom won't let me play in it. This is why I don't understand: Mom puts the really shiny stuff up really high on the wall, but the tree has stuff within my reach to play with. She laughed at me for staring too much at the shiny stuff, but if I put a paw anywhere near the Christmas tree, suddenly it's "APOLLO, GETAWAYFROMTHETREE!!!!"
I'll get that shiny stuff, just you wait....