It's my first doggie Christmas! There's so much excitement and new stuff like this tree with all kinds of fascinating, shiny objects dangling from the branches. I recognize some balls. Can I knock one off and chase it? Oops, it shattered.
There's your average, everyday treat, and then there's your gourmet, delicacy, high value treat. I'm talkin' hot dogs, chicken skin, hamburger type treats! Or a really great bone that's worth burying. Like pirate treasure.
This knotted roll of leather can keep me busy chewing and gnawing for hours, and it tastes like cow! Better than a shoe. And you know I love chewing shoes! So, "rollin' rollin' rollin', keep them doggies rollin', rawhide!"
I love you unconditionally with all my heart. But, truth be told, if you could look deep into the very core of my sweet doggie heart, you'd find my True Love. Yes, food. I'm sorry, but I'd trade my grandma for a biscuit.
Treats make my whole body quiver with anticipation. Meals are great too; but snacks are surprises like Christmas any time. There is nothing that I love more than snacks. Of course I love you too. You have hands to open the cupboard.
I know you put this tree up for me, though I can't figure out why. Maybe it's all the shiny things to knock off and chase. Or maybe it's that yummy pine-flavored water at the base. But I know it's for me. See the top?
I am quick, nimble and light on my feet. I can catch a falling crumb before it hits the floor. Or a bug. Or the cat. Or even my own tail. Maybe it's my inner wolf or my inner Fred Astaire. Hey, they don't call me "Twinkle Toes" for nothin'.
Yes, I am a Diva. I am beautiful and deserve to be spoiled. I am the center of the universe. I throw my little fits and demand attention and pampering. Look at my lovely nails and big eyes. It makes you want to feed me, right?
The two things that I love most in the universe: you and treats! These things are intertwined `cuz YOU are the source of all my love and treats. My world orbits around you and the gravitational pull of treats. It's a scientific fact.
Treats make my head spin. Actually they make my tail spin too, and sometimes my whole body! If you tell me to sit still, I will watch that treat in your hand while licking my chops and quivering with anticipation. I love how you spoil me.
I love it when you praise me. Your Happy Voice makes my tail go crazy. But compliments aren't the best part. For every good thing I do that pleases, I get a food treat! Talk about your excellent return on investment.
I think you do. I think you've got treats in your pocket or purse or somewhere on your person. I think you want to share those treats with me. If I stare at you hard enough and long enough, you will surrender. Doggie mind trick.
I'm your dog and I love you. Not just warm, furry, cuddly love. I'm talkin' crazy, exploding fireworks, frenzied, pee-myself-with-joy kinda love! Do you make everybody this excited? Or am I just a little obsessed with you?
"You are what you love" it is said. I think if we open your heart and peek inside, we'll find my doggie paw print sparkling within like gems. Of course, you sparkle my heart too. Who else is gonna rub my tummy?
Humans have a huge sweet tooth. So do I, but here's my idea of the best cupcake: apple, bacon, cheese, chicken, hot dog cake topped with a swirl of peanut butter icing and a dog biscuit. Makes me drool to imagine.