My Fire Hydrant

I got a new camera for Christmas this year, and I’m trying to learn how to use it.

(It would help if I read the instructions, but for some reason I seem to think I can figure this out without them. I suspect I will be forced very soon to stick my nose in the booklet–it’s just that it’s soooooooo looooonnnnngggggg!)

We got snowed on yesterday and Tyler seems to have taken the snowfall in stride–”just another day sniffing around for stuff to eat that he shouldn’t.”

Notice all the snow around his muzzle.

The usual posture: PLAYBOW!!!

The great fluffy hunter in search of leaves and mulch to chew on.

"I just KNOW there's a tasty, moldy leaf under all this white stuff! If I can just push my nose down far enough through it..."

As I post these photos, I can hear a rustling out in the living room. Guess who is back up on top of the coffee table…

Tomorrow our holiday season hits a crescendo with everyone coming to our house for “Family Christmas.” I feel properly smug–got my shopping and wrapping all done.

It snowed overnight.

Before you become enchanted with the scene, remember: Today’s White Christmas is tomorrow’s slush!

Bailey, who is famous for refusing to potty outside if there is even a remote possibility that her feet might get wet, was heard to mumble “Bah! Humbug!” in her native Bichonese.

Not everybody likes the snow.