Home from my travels on Sunday (I figured out that I’ve been gone from home 24 of the past 60 days!); Monday was spent unpacking our luggage and doing laundry and today I spent a tiny bit of time putting up some Christmas decorations.
Winston is glad we’re home — he hasn’t left my side for a minute. But he’s not too pleased about the boots Neil bought him for our daily walks.
|I’m sure you can guess what Winston’s thinking here.|
He’s also not too excited about the Christmas Moose door hanger in the kitchen. At first, he just barked at it but when he thought I wasn’t looking, he took a more direct approach.
|I didn’t do anything, Mom — honest!|
Back to the writing desk tomorrow, but it was certainly good to take a couple of days to get caught up.
Word has it that Winston told Santa Paws he wants a hot looking convertible for Christmas. (To make up for the boots.)