Friday, December 30, 2011

Christmas 2011

We tried to capture some Christmas memories at our house with these pictures.
It started off wonderfully with a package from Siku and the White Dog Army.

December 24th was my 6th Barkday.  We had a special celebration.  You can see Ollie in the lower left hand corner.  He's probably just waiting to get at that pie.

Our tree managed to stay up until Christmas.  Mom said that if it fell over one more time,  it would be on it's side in the back yard - decorations and all.
Santa Paws was very good to us.
However . . . There were two *naughty* bags with coal in the bottom our stockings -- they couldn't possibly have been for US.  Our behavior has been exemplary.

It was a LONG day.  Here we are -- in the Arms of Morpheus.

And to all . . . a good night.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

BARK The Herald Angels Sing . . .

Once again during this Holiday time, we want to wish Everyone . . .
An *Ollie* Jolly Christmas
A *Cappy* New Year.
May your joys be great and your blessings many this Christmas.

Cappy and Ollie and 
their Housekeeping Staff, Marcy and Tom

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Happy BARKday Siku !

We hope that you have a wonderful Barkday Siku.

May this birthday be just the beginning of a year filled with happy memories, wonderful moments, sunshine and smiles.

Friday, December 16, 2011

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas . . .

We finally got around to decorating the house and putting up the tree.

I, of course, had to supervise.

I think that the tree needs more lights.

Good job, Mom and Dad.

Then at 3:30 am, Mom and Dad were treated to a cacophony of our barks and yips.   We heard a loud clamor downstairs.  It sounded as if Santa and his reindeer had landed in our living room.

No such luck -- the Christmas tree fell over and no one could figure out why. Mom went online in an attempt to determine if there had been an earthquake in our area.  

Possibly an overload of ornaments placed in the front of the tree caused it to tip over ???

Only a few glass ornaments were broken, but there was water everywhere.  Mom started throwing towels down from the linen closet and she and Dad mopped up.

Never a dull moment.  At least the outside decorations are still up.

I have a feeling that next year's tree is going to come in a box - assembly required.