Bloopers and stuff

Howdy blogaroos!!!! It’s me – Squirmy! Still here and still causing chaos!!!

I’m not sure Santa is going to be pleased with the current weather outlook here in Nova Scotia. It’s raining. And it’s windy. And more of the same tomorrow. And Wednesday. Santa will have to come in an ark.

Well it’s the time of year for the annual Christmas photos. Not a CHANCE we would ever go together to the Mall to pose with Santa. First off, the Warden would need another pair of hands to control us. Even then it could be sketchy. Remember the time she and Joanie took the Boss, the Coyote and Viktor to get a special blessing on St Francis day? The Coyote jumped out of the vehicle and took off. There was a commotion trying to catch him. When the dust settled and they were all under control, the Warden requested an exorcism before the blessing. Such great memories…

Anyway, taking us to the Mall is CLEARLY not possible. Seriously, do ya think I’d get any gifts if I tried to pull off Santa’s gloves. And all that fur on his suit? I’ve seen pictures. The guy is just asking to be swung around by a Malinois.

Anyway, the Warden thought instead of antlers, she would try mouse ears. Mouse ears! I guess in reference to “not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.” There were ZERO photos worthy of a Christmas greeting.

Case in point, this beauty. Usually the Coyote just looks sad with head gear. Here he looks almost mad. And I’m definitely sneering. Even Mr Happy Picture Taker doesn’t look all that thrilled…

Here I stick out my tongue while the Coyote agrees to pose – for a profile shot:

Here the Coyote is smiling. Because he’s dreaming of me falling backward off the rock. And I can read his thoughts. The Boss is in poser mode.

So then the Warden concedes defeat – and actually rethinks the whole mouse thing. She admits it was a moment of Dollar Store weakness.

So then she decided to try individual shots with the wreath around our necks. Of course the Boss was a willing participant. And even the Coyote looked at her. But yours truly? I looked mad or sad in every shot. Here are a few examples:

She told me to smile. I wouldn’t. She can get the Boss to smile by telling him to speak. That’s her smiley trick with him. But me? I don’t speak on command. I prefer to talk when I initiate the conversation. So the Warden had this not so bright idea of having me play fetch a bunch of times. She figured I would be breathing with my mouth open after a few runs. And I was. And I looked smiley. Until she put the wreath around m neck. Then I wasn’t smiling. Not to mention the fact that every time I fetched the toy off the wet grass, my face got more and more dirty and wet. THIS was the result:

She had to quit and fluff me all up again and take me out later.when she got the photo you see above.

We know you like bloopers – so we decided to take a little trip down Christmas Memory Bloopers Lane. Enjoy.

And our all time favorite Christmas photo, entitled It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year.

The Warden says we are not done yet. She might not be – but trust me – we are. At least I am. And so is the Coyote. But the poser will do anything. Including this one.

Seriously. The guy will do ANYTHING for a treat. Needless to say, she didn’t try the box shot with me. Or the Coyote.

Apparently, Christmas baths are on the agenda this week. Does Santa REALLY care how we smell?! I mean those reindeer can’t exactly be fresh as a daisy!

OK. Enough for today. Happy last minute shopping!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe. JBJ.