The week before Christmas mum groomed us again and our bathed us on Christmas eve! So we were clean and smell good for Christmas. Sunday 21 December all dad's family came round. There were lots of people, food and drinks. Mum told me off for begging and putting my paws on the table. Everyone fussed us and said what good boys we'd been. See mum I can be a good boy. We stayed up till after midnight to open our presents under the tree. We had several to open each. Some were chews (mine), some toys (ours) and I got a new collar. I can't eat that though.
This is me with one of our presents out of our stockings. Well actually it was George's but I'm sure he won't mine. Doesn't squeak anymore anyway.
Christmas day we went to mum's family's house and spent all day there. George played with our nephews while I hung round in the kitchen for scraps. We had a big Christmas dinner yummy, then we went out for a walk.
We went to a place called Robin Hoods Bay on Saturday. We hadn't been to this beach before but because there wasn't a road nearby, we were allowed off our leads as long as we behaved ourselves with other dogs. We'd no sooner got there when MUM fell in the water! She was soaked! I ran around laughing at mum, remembering how they laughed at me when I first fell in a rock pool. I'll remind her next time she tells anyone about me! We had a great day though. Roll on the next visit.
New years day mum's family came round to our house. We had lots of food including duck. We love duck, we've even tried to catch it for mum to cook. They fly off before we can catch them though.
At the weekend mum took us on one of our old walks. We played with some friendly dogs. In the woods, we met a schnauzer and westie, we walked together and nobody was rough with me. Then a fox terrier growled at George, we all barked at him and he went on his way. Our aunty came afterwards because dad had gone with our nephews and their dad to 'an away game'. I missed him and followed mum round, so she didn't leave me too. We all went for another walk later with aunty. When dad came home I fussed him SOOOOOOO much.
Me playing in the snow in the garden.
We've had snow which is great! George doesn't like it, the big wuss. But I was good and walked at heel while mum carried him. They even soaked our paws and rubbed them in cream, which I liked even if mine weren't sore.
These are the cows that later chased us. I went back to tell mum because she was busy taking photos and hadn't seen them. They had run a long way and knocked down a fence. We all had to jump over a ditch to get away.