It's December-- oh my!!

On my dogness, it are December already!! Where duz the time fly? I's been makin' Momma write my entries over on my Dogster diary, but she has been woefully inadequate when it comes to maintainin' my blog.... I think I just might have to fire her but she works so cheap I don't know who I could get to take her place... Know anybody willin' to work for Westie kissies??

'Round here, no Christmas decor ever goes up until after Whitley's Momma's birthday on the 26th of November, and usually not until December. I heard talk of the tree going up tomorrow or Monday. That means an all day affair as my peeps are kinda insano about Christmas ornaments and have an eleventy-kajillion of dose things... Last year, the daughters (Whitley's momma and her sister) were livin' in Austin, and they put up a tree. Just their ornaments loaded that thing down. Momma has so many you couldn't even tell that the girls' eleventy bajillion were down in Austin. Da tree is gonna be groanin wid all of dose things on it this year...bol!

Whit's Momma and my Momma are gonna get to work on their cards tomorrow-- they make their own and it's a very involved process... my job are to guard Momma's feet by lying on them...it are a very important duty, she might get bored, get some food, and drop some and I has to be there to clean it up...

In udder news, Momma & Daddy's bathroom are gonna get torn apart and put back together right after New Year's-- Momma is tryin' to make decisions about whut dey put in-- Daddy are no help but maybe dat are a good thing-- that way she gets what she wants.

I have always found it to work out best when I get what I want and I bet Momma feels da same way.

Well, bark ya later, gators!