though we didn't technically do gifts this year,
(don't kid yourself, tim keeps me well covered year round, i'm not complaining)
the pups did deserve a little surprise.
ages ago, grr used to get stuffed toys that squeaked.
we called them "muffins".
that word now turns her into a savage sort of blood-lust,
as all she could do with these toys was tear them to tiny pieces
until she located and destroyed the squeaker.
they she would proudly parade around with the skin of "muffin" for months.
for a dog that has the calmest soul of any beast i've ever met,
it's her ONE disturbing trait.
but, it was xmas.
totally different response.
i can't wait to see how unpredictable
they are in this new year.
happy new year's eve, little bloglets.