Happy Belated Christmas

There once was a tiny dog who lived in Brooklyn with his people. The dog loved Christmas and couldn't wait for it to snow so he could show off whatever new sweaters and toys he got to the other dogs in the neighborhood. His people were the only ones at home this Christmas and this made the dog very happy because he could be as loud as he wanted and his boy played and wrestled with him without fear of waking the neighbors. Christmas Eve came and he waited and waited.. watching from the window of the dark and silent building from his home on the 3rd floor (see tiny figure in the right window in the above photo). He watched and waited but there was no snow to be seen.. this made the dog and his people very sad.



"Oliver!!.. Ooooliver.. where are you?" The dog heard his boy calling him from the kitchen.. "Mmmmm" thought the dog, "My people are going to prepare their Christmas Eve feast!!" He decided he would take a break from watching for snow to guard the kitchen and keep his boy company while his girl cooked their meal.



Soon there was food on the table...Oliver sniffed and snuffed and wondered what was for dinner tonight.. he smelled London Broil and baby bella mushrooms with caramelized onions.. asparagus with lemon butter and new potatoes with sour cream and dill... Oliver's mouth started to water and he took a step back from the table to get a better view..



he noticed that there were only two places set.. he knew that his people were missing their family right now and figured they must be spending some extra special time together tonight... so he decided to go to bed early and begin his snow watch again in the morning..



"Good night Oliver!" called his people. As he walked away he heard them toasting quietly to each other.



In the light of the morning Oliver awoke to find the "Yule Log" burning brightly on the TV.. but no snow. This was disappointing to this small dog but he decided to embrace the tradition of the televised fireplace in New York with both paws and sat warming his nose for a few minutes before trotting off to watch his boy make breakfast.



The boy was on the phone with his family and the girl was waiting for her fresh cinnamon rolls to come out of the oven. The smell of bacon wafted through the air and Oliver decided sit by the window and take it all in.... especially the bacon smell!!!



Oliver did a good job guarding the breakfast his people had prepared. He was so sorry that he did not get to play in the snow on Christmas morning but he was happy he got to cuddle indoors and enjoy the nibbles his people shared with him throughout the day.



Oliver and his people missed their family this Christmas.. they missed them a whole lot. They know that one day they will be closer and able to once more share Christmas morning on Chickasaw Trail but for now.. loads of hugs and kisses to everyone who we missed and those that missed us back. Happy Belated Christmas.