hi every bloggie!
First off, I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday! I did!
Right before Christmas, I went to downtown Marlboro for a very important reason.
Yep, I mailed off my wish list to Santa! Then I prepared a delicious plate of cookies.
I sat by the window to wait for the man with the bag! I believe! I believe!
Then something horribly went wrong. I dozed off only to wake up to these gifts!
What what what? Mischievous dog training? Oh come on. I just finished grad skool. Then I opened the next package.
Oh no! MORE mittens! That is SO not what I asked for.
Okay okay fine. I might need them. But then this happened.
I know you know this scene. I was at the VET. Okay, I love my vet hospital. They are great people. See! I couldn't wait to say hi since I haven't seen them in a whole year!
They must've missed me. Look at them. Getting all close and touchy feelie. Hee hee feels good. Not so bad not so bad.
Then things went horribly wrong. They grabbed me!
Now that seems more like a Christmas nightmare than a dream! Yegads!ReplyDelete
You can't have been THAT bad! Why would they torture you with drops in your nose? What did you say to Santa in your letter?ReplyDelete
Good grief Norwood - we're shuddering with horror over in the UK! Say it ain't so - you're our role model, we can't believe that Santa thinks you're BAD!! A dashing rebel with a heart of gold perhaps, but not truly BAD!! No, no - it must all have been a bad dream - er, that you managed to somehow capture in vivid technicolour! - we refuse to believe it's true!ReplyDelete
Schnauzer snuggles - JD and Max.
Ut Oh! Some guy in red stopped by our place late last week and asked about you... We said that you loved dancing and something about your twinkle toes... We really didn't think he'd turn that into a training book and mittens! So sorry, Nordude!ReplyDelete
Sam and Pippen
PeeS. We had nothing to do with the V.E.T visit... promise!
Oh man! The kennel cough. Ick. I gotta get that this week so that I can have my day of beauty. What a total pain. Hey! At least you checked out all cracker dog healthy, right? Happy snow day.ReplyDelete
Santa didn't like your choice of cookies, Norwood?ReplyDelete
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
Next up - Ghost of Christmas Future.ReplyDelete
Sorry about the trip to the vet! And I feel your pain about those mittens, my family is ALWAYS forcing those things on my paws! Uggh!!ReplyDelete
Your pal, Pip
Norwood... this is just not right. You were GRINCHED buddy. Sorry.ReplyDelete
Training books? Vet girls gone bad? NEDDLES?? NOSE DROPS???? Norwood, time to rethink some of your choices, I believe. Santa's trying to tell you something!ReplyDelete
It must have been a bad dream! You are a good boy, Norwood!ReplyDelete
I love how pretty the decorations are on the first pictures.
you were too good this year for those terrible things!ReplyDelete
This bad dream thing is making the rounds -ReplyDelete
I went to sleep dreaming of SNOW -
And woke up to grass and blue sky -
I'll be waiting on your "SPECIAL" delivery *WINK WINK*
You need a deep rub massage after that!! Love your house, sure looks purrtyReplyDelete
Benny & Lily
Oh I am not looking forward to my yearly visit. The worst part for me is riding in the cage in the car! HATE IT! Glad you got all those fluorescent booties Norwood, now it will be easier for me to keep track of you in the dark.ReplyDelete
Hope you have a Happy New Year!
your cat pal,
BUT we bet you are very happy to have those boots now with all the snow YOU have and WE don't have. Hope you are enjoying it and having fun.ReplyDelete
Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara
Oh wow Norwood, that post started out so promising and full of hope and ended so terribly - stuff dripped in your nose - oh wow what kind of awful torture is that to go through at Christmastime!ReplyDelete
Norwood Mom and Dad took us to that nasty place last weekend too. They violated us at that place. We are so not going back there again if we can help it... Dad said he felt violated too when they gave him the bill....ReplyDelete
Big Sloppy Kisses
Gus, Louie and Callie
Sorry about the mittens and worthless book Nordude. Mebbee me and you oughta be better behaved next year so we get better prezzies? NOT! Funballs are way better than presents for bein' good.ReplyDelete
You do the same song and dance routine I do while waitin' for the vet techs to come in. Prance, listen, then attack when the door opens.
Take a deep breath and then let it go into your Mom's face when they drip that nasty stuff down your snooter. She'll then have her dose of kennel cough ~ two for the price of one!
Woofs and routine slobbers,
FiveSibes are shakin' over here...it was a bad dream (more like a nightmare)...wasn't it??? Say yes, Norwood, we feel for you, buddy!!! You are way too cute to ever be on a "naughty" list.ReplyDelete
Yikes a nightmare!ReplyDelete
Oh oh! Wow! What a 'dream'! And, that's a lot of mittens!!! You'll always have a spare for the deep snows!ReplyDelete
Hugs and snaggle-tooth kisses,
Wow, you had to go to the VET for Christmas? That was so unfair.ReplyDelete
Heavens, what happened?? Hope you are feeling ok now...ReplyDelete