Day 903: The Goose Is Evidently Gettin Fat!!!

It has been a VERY busy hustle and bustle week. And as the CHS (Chief Household Supervisor) around here, my "eye" is on overtime on a counta there has been so much to keep it on! It's been real fun... but the downside is that I haven't had a lot of time to blog...

I should probably start by tellin you that I am feelin much better. We are still tryin to find the balance in the 'wetness' of my food... I prefer it more dry than wet, but I also like soft food to go wif it. Perhaps I've just gotten spoiled wif all the pumpkin I've been gettin... I'm not ready to divulge. I prefer, instead, to keep the Mom guessin how to feed me, on a counta that is SUCH fun!!!

[FYI: My appetite is as strong as ever, but my comfort varies from day to day. I'm told that it most likely will return to normal. In the grand scheme of fings... It's not that big of a deal, but more just some fing for the Mom to fret over... as she is the CHF (Fretter)! The big issue is to find the balance of quality, holistic foods that achieve my desired results... AND feel good goin down my pie hole! Just sayin. 

Mmmmm... Pie!!! But I digress...

Amidst the flurry of furniture re-arrangement, the emptyin of boxes and the tissue paper rattlin... My nose on the little doo-dads is appreciated only so much, so I call an audible... And me and the Bleu lay low to figure out exactly what is goin on here...

I have been a very good boy and also tolerant of the Mom who is singin about a goose that is puttin on poundage. What exactly said goose's weight has to do wif an old man's hat, I am not entirely sure... But clearly this is a very important clue as to the disorder that is our Family Room right now...


My duty, as CHS, is to observe the activity and show appreciation for the singin... and to ensure that the Bleu respects [like he would touch em wif a ten foot pole] the fragile nature of all the little golden retriever and other doggy ornaments who wait in peace... on the coffee table.

There's not much room around the tree, so I've gotta give the tree trimmer space...
Just look, here she is as a blank canvas.

My first ornament this year is special: 

Given to me by my the Aunt Dav, this is a special ornament designed by Carrington, of Midland, Texas... for the Children's Art Project!!!

Flash Forward and Wah-Lah! My the Mom announced that OUR tree... Me and The Bleu's Tree... is the only tree that she's 'puttin up' this year. I like the other tree on a counta its whimsy, but I like the Mom's attention to the me us more. Just sayin.

And mine and the Bleu's and also the Mom's and the Comet's stockins are hung in the Family Room wif care... in hopes that the Fat Man will fill em up wif the good stuffs!

Left to right: Comet's stockin, My the Mom's stockin... [made by her Mom, my the grandmom... and is as old as she is]... Mine and the Bleu's [or the Bleu's and Mine, I forget]!

And now, Happy Holidays from the Sweet Bleu!

Peace from the East is the Big Boy...

Peace from the Norf... is the Sweet Boy Luke.

And Christmas Dreams, I am dreamin...
And Christmas Wishes, I am wishin...

To the You and all of the Yours!!!

Merry, Merry Christmas... to YOU ALL!!!