Meeting the Dog/Merry Christmas

So for those of you who read my post back in early October about the dog that my parents bought, for themselves, on my birthday, that made me really bitter here is an update.


I was completely set on disliking the new puppy simply because of what he represented (my parents disregard for the fact that buying him was like mocking the fact that all I ever wanted growing up was a puppy).


The dogs name is Buddy-Boy (apparently they weren't feeling overly creative when they got him), and despite my best efforts to ignore him, he seems attached to me.


When I got to my parents house I was not done with school, and still had two final papers to complete and email in to the professors. The normally hyper active dog decided that since I wouldn't play with him while I was working, he would instead curl up next to me. So went day one of our relationship.

yesterday he was not content with sitting idly by while I worked, however, and so in oder to appease him/take a break from my paper writing, I filmed him playing with a toy, and generally disrupting my work area.

Today, he ate a pack of mini-colored pencils that I received in my stocking. Although I was able to save all of the pencils, he left teeth marks on them and destroyed the case. Ergo, we are currently not friends.


I hope every one had a Happy Christmas, or Hanukah, or whatever you may have celebrated this year.


Thanks for reading and Happy Holidays,
Birdy