Holy crap, I saw a coyote at Bronte yesterday. Would have chased it, too, if Wayne hadn't been so quick to hook me back onto a leash. What a chase that would have been.

It's Christmas, and I've got a spring in my step today.

I got some great presents - a stuffed bunny without the stuffing (it looks rather like the roadkill I frequently covet), a stuffed sheep (which is already missing some stuffing in its head) and then dried bull penises (it just doesn't get any better, does it?).

Since I had identified my gift from Piper without any human help, using my superior scent skills, I took it upon myself to remove it from under the tree and open it. He got me the sheep, and some really smelly treats. Delish.

The human and I went for a walk in the snow after lunch and I ran and played and felt like a puppy. Carried her red mitten in my mouth for awhile on the walk, ate some snow, an all-round good time.

They're busy making Christmas dinner right now. There's a HUGE, amazing smelling turkey on the counter and I know that, despite the household rule against sneaking meat the the dog, my human will sneak me some.

I.

Can't.

WAIT.

Merry Christmas everyone -

Love,
Storm

Are you KIDDING ME???