Dec/05 25 9:07 pm
My first Christmas…
I am so sorry for neglecting my blog for a long time but if you went to read my mummy’s blog you would forgive me. It was because I was not well. I went to see the vet twice during that period. I had something which the vet said it might be “Gastroenteritis” because I vomited, had diarrhea and I did not want to eat and drink anything. Mummy and daddy had to take me to see the vet and he gave me antibiotic injections and prescript a very horrible taste liquid medicine. I hated it but I didn’t have a choice I had to take it. Mummy and daddy starved me for 24 hours. I was so hungry. I saw them ate their meals which I felt it was so cruel. I stared at mummy all the time while she was eating. I tried to present her with all my toys. I tried to do all the tricks I knew to impress her but it did not work. I did not get anything. Mummy tried not to look at me. I could see she had tears in her eyes but daddy told her that he would be crossed if she gave in. They did not let me off the leash when we went for a walk because they afraid that I would try to eat things in the wood especially when I was so hungry like that.
Today is Christmas Eve. This is my first Christmas of my life. We are in Alva with grandma and granddad. I got my first Christmas card from grandma and granddad. I don’t know if I am going to get any present from Santa. Granddad asked if I gave my Christmas’ wish list to Santa. I did not give any list to Santa but I had some in my mind. I wish to have loads of treats and toys. That would be nice if Santa could read my mind and give me what I want. Oops, I had another wish to ask for; I would like to be a healthy puppy so I do not have to take that horrible medicine anymore.
I loved Christmas. I got a lot of presents for my first Christmas. Grandma and granddad gave me two personalized towels with my name on them and grandma knitted me a green jersey. Mummy and daddy gave me a new rope (chew toy) and more treats. Sophie and Daniel, Auntie Fiona’s children, gave me Santa squeaky toy. I like everything. Santa seemed to be able to read my mind or did he read my blog, eh?


