Thanksgiving and Santa

After only a couple of days at my new house, we had to all leave on a Thanksgiving road trip to a place called Oklahoma!

I’m a good traveller…

In Oklahoma we stayed with Cathy and Glenn, who I think are related to my mom somehow.  They have a house out in the country, and they have lots of dogs and cows and goats and maybe some other stuff I don’t know about yet.  They even have an older aussie named Sugar who showed me how to say “Get Lost” in several dog dialects.  We did eventually mostly become almost sort of friends a little.

When it was time to everyone to eat too much for dinner, mom and dad accidentally forgot Raven and me in our kennels in the bedroom.  So I barked as loud as I could to let them know about their mistake.  When I finally stopped barking for a little while, dad came in and layed down with me and I fell right asleep. (Barking is exhausting!)

Snoozing with Dad

The next day we all went somewhere in Oklahoma City to a Christmas Market.  

I was very popular.

Dad says I’m a chick magnet, whatever that means.  I didn’t see any chickens anywhere, but I did meet a LOT of people!  Everyone was really friendly and said I was cute and fluffy and very well behaved. 

At one point we went to an area where they were selling Christmas trees and mom took this picture.

At the Christmas Market

After the market we walked to a nearby German pub.  They wouldn’t let dad come inside, so I stayed outside with him.  Eventually mom felt sorry for him and she came outside too. So we all ate on the chilly patio and I made cute puppy faces at the people stuck inside the pub.  

A couple of people realized how cute I was and came out to say hi. That was fun. I like meeting people.

At the Pub

The next morning we heard a winter storm was coming, so we got up and headed home. We had to drive in rain and sleet almost the whole way home, but mom and dad were troopers and made sure I got to go out and potty every time my thimble-sized bladder needed it.  

When we reached Kansas City, we stopped at some kind of dog-school where they were taking pictures with Santa!  He was the real deal too… I gave him a thorough sniff-test.

Santa! I don’t know who is cuter… 🙂

Raven was less than impressed and basically ignored him, so she didn’t get a cool photo.


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