Charlie On Guard...

The dog waited patiently on Christmas for his stocking to be unhitched from its perch.

We always have to hang it up high enough because he's been known to pull half the Christmas decorations down off the fireplace mantle in his insane attempt to cheat time.

This year he slept on the stone hearth right beneath it or at least that's where I found him around 5 a.m. Christmas morning.

As always he ate nearly half a bag of treats and didn't touch his food all day. I can only imagine what was going on in his stomach all day.

All in all he had a great time along with the rest of us. Today I spent most of the day wading through the reams of wrapping paper strewn about the living room. It's all gone now, the room looks back to normal as though none of the chaos really took place yesterday morning.

Another Christmas over and done with, and a New Year to look forward to.

Till the next time...