Hello, everyone! What’s shakin’? Little One, here.
My writer told me that it’s the end of a year and that we should look back at what we have done. So I did and I remembered that time that my writer forcibly gave me a bath. It’s like she thought that I was stinky or something. But she got hers when she flooded the kitchen. You know what they say about karma.
I also remembered all the times that she dressed me up.
But the year wasn’t all bad. She let me play with my BFF-who-doesn’t-know-it-yet and introduced me to a new dog.
I got to play in the snow and I received lots of attention when people searched me for ticks while at the cabin. My writer’s family finally gave me the love and attention that I deserve when they threw me a party for being in the family for a year (even though I had to sit on the floor while they ate). And my writer went to training classes, where I received a lot of treats.
I guess the year wasn’t too shabby after all. I hope that all of you (and your furry ones, if you have them) had a not too shabby year, too.
The next time my writer unleashes the reigns of her blog we’ll be in a new year! Until then, keep those tails waggin’!
Little One
