25 Days of Christmas

 

Paw Time with Houdini

I love it when mom/dad go shopping. Barks!  Let me back up a bit.  I love it when I go to spa day and mom/dad go shopping.  You see whenever I go to spa day, for being a good pup I get a toy.  Last Saturday was no exception.  Mom/dad dropped me off at the spa and went shopping at our local Petsmart … who mom said was having an excellent buy.  I’m not sure what that means.  I have no reason for money as they call it.  But mom – the wicked shopper she is – found this HUGE long stretchy football toy for me that usually runs over $20.00 dad says for a steal.  Go ahead, guess how much mom got this toy for… can you guess?  Mom said it was a buck fifty.  Again, I have no comprehension of money and what this means but dad said a buck fifty was something he could agree to.  Of course poor dad looks cold in this picture.  He and mom went to a local coffee shop afterwards to wait for my phone call when I was ready for pick up.  Don’t worry.  They brought me a puppuccino too – barks with puppy laughter!