What I did on my Christmas vacation

Christmas was spent going to L.A., then to Vegas, then to L.A., then back to San Francisco. On each leg of the trip, I slept. Like, I guess in dog years I'm a teenager now, so that might account for why I could sleep entire days away. Vacation was most excellent. I haven't seen Dina that relaxed in months (ok, I've only been around for 2 months, but still, she was relaxed!); it was obvious she was thrilled to be home with her family. Joe kept working right through year end, watching stocks go up and down, and feeling dollars pushed in and out of his wallet at every turn. I visited everybody's house, and don't you worry - I managed to pee on everyone's carpet, too. They think I pee on carpet because I'm a puppy, but sometimes Dina thinks it's because I might be a vindictive little bitch (pot, kettle, black). Anyway, here are pictures from my Christmas vacation:

I opened presents with Joe & Dina at home first, and created a wrapping paper disaster in the living room.
I met family and got a poo-poo load of attention. Someone should be fanning me with palm leaves and feeding me pupperoni here.

I got drunk and costumed myself up to look the fool. P.S. Joe doesn't usually have a double chin.


I continued to wow everyone with my absolute cuteness. I better enjoy it now because Dina says in a few years, I'll be ten pounds heavier wondering why I didn't wear skimpier clothes when I was ten pounds lighter. Um, hello lady, I'm a dog. I'm always naked. Talk about projection.