I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. I did because Daddy made so much food! And when he cooks, there are always droppings! 'Tis the season to eat droppings, fa la la la la, la la la la! Isn't there a song about that?
The worst part about Thanksgiving was that Mommy and Daddy blocked me out of the kitchen! How rude! They were afraid they would drop something hot (like a tofurkey) or sharp (like a knife) on me, or that I would jump into the oven. How silly! So they made me sit in the living room and watch. It was torture!
But my patience was rewarded later because somebody dropped a chunk of dry bread for the stuffing and I captured it! I ran with it to the carpet and devoured it. Croutons rock! Here is a movie of me eating it:
Mommy thinks it's really funny that it took me an entire minute to eat it. She says that most dogs would have eaten it in one bite. What can I say? I'm dainty!
Bye for now,
Poppy the Little Blonde Chihiahua