December makes me feel this way...

Here comes December!

A season of business....

[Insert Shameless Plug Here]

Non-stop feel-good music...

And perpetual soggy doggies!

"Pop!" goes Perfection!

It's Coming.

Guard it with my Life

So Groom Me.

Ho Hum.

You think this looks dirty, you should see the other guy.

Leavin' on a Jet Plane

Well, not really.

But how else would you logically explain THIS?

Smellin' for You

I Harbour Disappointment

Hey you, you with the face. I am unhappy with you.

Who, me?

Yes, you.

Remember that rat that was clearly trespassing this morning, and how you totally failed to kill it?

Wait, need a refresher?

This one here who was doing the Whirlwind/Razor Leaf/Agility combo attack to get away.

Don't you tell me you couldn't see it or you couldn't catch it. I know you stalk the undersides of cars and pull cats out of them. Sometimes you disappoint me, Dog.

Let the package receiving season commence! I ordered this a few weeks ago, and it arrived for Little Dog in the mail today...

Little Dog's first own collar! To date, she's been wearing hand-me-downs and sharing with the other Cotons, but it was time for her to get her own gear!

I am in LOVE with the colour and pattern, and it looks like it will stand up to some serious recklessness from one small and stumpy nut job of a Coton de Tulear. It looks elegant, but the fabric is tough and canvassy.

Thank you Freya's Studio!

I was made for Lovin' you, Baby

More Stuff to Make Holly More Bitchy

Because that is really exactly what we needed. Here's the new thing:

A new treat ball! Because everybody knows that the house of Coton needs more toys. Actually, we really do need new treat balls, because somebody (perhaps somebody pink and fluffy) keeps consuming the entire balls. In favor of keeping everybody busy and sane, especially as the weather gets wetter out there, we need to invest in more interactive dog toys. We need the kind that require less human intervention, because really, I don't have enough arms required to entertain the amount of dogs that I have.

So far this treat ball has succeeded in turning Holly into a raving maniac who won't let Kirby or Little Dog into the room. Excellent.

More information on today's other buys at a later time. Don't look at me like that- it's not like I physically put the Tisol beside the tire place where my faithful vehicle was getting his winter feet put on.

Eyes, Eyes

Without those eyes, Kirby is just.... Krby.

Weird dog has funny Nose Bangs.

Wanting

Strangeness Knows No Boundaries

Shh... Don't tell Kirby

Good evening. It's a known fact that it has been many years since Kirby's life has been blessed with this...

...Since his life has been over-run with girl dogs. Unfortunately, I probably will not be able to give him agility back for Christmas, but I wish we could try a *little* to repair his life to how it was pre-Little Dog.

Santa's informants have told me that Kirby might find one of these in his stocking on Christmas day if he is a good boy...

Woof!

A Moment of Silence

Lest we Forget

Hey, you!

Don't you go all "It's too early!" on me!

It really matters not what month the mouse-over-thingy in your bottom right-hand corner says it is, because....

♪ It's a wonderful feeling! ♫

♫ With the love in the room from the floor to the ceiling! ♪

OH, it is SO that time of year!

To Holly...

Who can't even find it within herself to *pretend* to care. Thanks. Just thanks.

We do so know well enough...

...to come in from out of the rain.

So let us in already.